Disclaimer: i dont own Torchwood just a few characters and the story line

after a long indepth discusion with IndeMaat i have discovered that i am a bad writer and i have rewritten the whole story so i hope that this one is better lol let me know if its better or worse

Who The Hell Are You?

'Who the hell are you?' Jack had no idea who this girl was or why she was following him.

She stood about 30 yards away from him in the Plass, her hands placed strategically on her hips, and she had been following him for the past half hour as he weaved his way through the city streets.

'Oh that's nice.' The girl said smiling with surprise.

'Sorry. Who are you?' He asked again, this time politely.

The girl smiled at him ruefully before answering, her voice slightly husky in the cold, crisp Cardiff morning air.

'Names aren't important. As I'm sure you're well aware. Jack.'

'Excuse me?!' Jack said in surprise. 'How did you know my name?'

The girl just smiled again. He had never seen this girl before but he recognised her smile from somewhere.

'I read Jackie.' Her voice was cool and calm with just a hint of either cheek or malice.

Jack was so confused.

'Read. Read what? Books?' He asked, his voice hinting his annoyance.

The girls smile split into a laugh, an almost mocking laugh.

'Ha ha ha. I wish Captain, I wish. No I read more reliable sources than books.' Her face seemed to drop slightly and her eyes lost their sparkle. She fell silent, gazing into space.

Jack looked at the girl. She didn't look like a threat. Now that he looked at her she was very pretty. Her hair was a white blonde, like she had bleached it too many times, and it seemed to shimmer in the sun. Her eyes were not blue as you'd expect from one so blonde and pale, but a vivid shade of green. Like someone had carved emeralds for her eyes. And her figure was – for more for a better word – voluptuous. She had all the right curves in all the right places. After thinking that, Jack could hardly think of her as girl anymore. It just wasn't right.

'What's your name?' Jack asked again, softer this time.

The girl sighed before looking at him – she was going to be known as "the girl" until he had a name for her, Jack thought – her green eyes boring deep into his piecing blue ones.

'Addie.' She seemed to cringe away from her name, like it was a foul smell or something along those lines.

'Addie, right. Is there a last name to go with that?' Jack asked crossing his arms against his chest like he always did.

Addie hesitated, almost as if she feared it or was ashamed of it. She looked at the Captain, weighing up her chances of his reaction.

'Yeah, there is.'

'You going to tell me what it is?' asked Jack.

Addie shook her head. Her lips pressed tightly together.

'Do you need it?' She added after a reproachful look from Jack.

'It would be nice, so I know who you are.'

'More like so you can look me up, right?' Addie said, her eyes dancing with smugness.

Jack didn't answer. She was right and they both knew it. They stared at each other for a minute before Addie finally laughed.

'Fine, Gowper. Adeline Gowper.'

Jack smiled a self-satisfied smile, and Addie looked at him in disgust.

'Now, that wasn't so hard was it?'

Addie didn't reply but instead growled under her breath at him, which only made Jack laugh.

'You've got my name now, are you happy?' Addie said after Jack had finished laughing and he nodded in reply. 'Good, now shall we get back to business?'

'Business?' Jack was wary of Addie now.

What did she what?

'I want to join Torchwood.'

'Excuse me?!' Jack laughed.

This had to be some sort of joke.

'You heard me Jackie. I want to join Torchwood.'

Jack's jaw just dropped, he couldn't think of anything to say. He was just so stunned.

'Yes Jackie, I know about Torchwood. I know about every one inside. I know about what you do and how you do it. I know every monster you've faced, and . . . I know all about you.' Addie said, mastering a complicated mix of cheek and smugness.

Jack wasn't hearing this there is no way in hell he was hearing this. This girl was telling him she knew about Torchwood. But she can't know. Torchwood is top secret. They had a break in before which almost led to a book being published but they had managed to stop that. She just can't know.

Addie began to walk towards him, her hips swaying in a very familiar way.

'I know you've spent the past century and a half working for Torchwood.' She said as she walked closer. 'I know about what happened at midnight of the crossover to the 21st century. I know about your past. I know how old you are. I know you can't die. I know about the year that never was. I know about you and Ianto. I know about the Doctor. I know about the boy you have in you're morgue.' Addie was right in front of him now with hardly an inch between them.

'I know you wish there was some way you could save him but I know in your heart of hearts it's not possible, and I know you know that.'

'Stop!' Jack said breathless with disbelief, but Addie didn't flinch away.

He looked down at her as she looked up at him. Her eyes filled with knowledge, as his were filled with anger.

'How do you know so much?' He said, but it sounded more like a whisper than the firm commanding voice he was aiming for.

Addie placed a delicate hand against his cheek and his body shivered under her touch.

'I see things Jackie.' She whispered her voice as soft as silk to his ears.

Jack abruptly turned on his heels and marched away from her leaving her alone in the middle of the Plass.

'You need me Jackie.' She called out after him. 'You'll come to see it soon enough.'

Jack stop dead in his tracks. What was this girl's deal. He began walking again and didn't stop until he was safely on the lift and the perception filter cloaked him. Then he turned around to face her. She was still standing where he'd left her. Her hands in the pockets of the sleeveless, floor length back coat she wore. He pressed a button on his wrist strap and he slowly descended into the Hub below, watching the girl the whole time. Just before he was total out of sight Addie lifted her hand out of her pocket and waved her fingers at him, smiling sweetly.

She could see him! Through the perception filter, she could to see him!