I do not own Torchwood, or any of the characters in this piece except for Skye Iwasaki who is my own creation.
Chapter Two
September 2007
Rain poured down outside the Torchwood Hub as the team worked away inside, compiling reports on the latest influx of Weevil attacks across the city. Jack strode about the work stations, taking just long enough to ensure that each team member was doing what they'd been set to do: Suzie analysising the gauntlet they'd retrieved from debris the previous evening : Toshiko calabrating her latest rift monitor to see if the Weevils were drifting through any faster than usual ; Owen dissecting a corpse they'd recovered and Ianto...well...Jack had yet to decide exactly what to set the Welsh man doing, but it was enjoyable enough seeing him bringing endless coffee and food to them along with the odd message from outside the base.
"Call for you, sir."
Jack looked up from where he'd been reading code over Toshiko's shoulder, a frown crossing his face as he straightened.
"The Prime Minister again?"
"No, sir. A girl – very long na'..."
Jack had only a few moments to smile to himself before the Hub doors opening, a drenched woman in her early twenties letting herself inside, her blue streaked black waist length hair dripping as she dumped her holdall near the door. She took a moment to glance around the Hub, taking in four puzzled faces before her gaze settled on Jack.
Jack made his way down the stairs, trying his best to look reproachful as he held back a laugh at just how wet the girl had managed to get, even though she was wrapped up in a trenchcoat much like his own.
"You know...umbrellas are not a new invention."
The girl pretended to pout at him, before choosing simply to leap on him the minute he was near enough. Jack chuckled, letting out a scoff of protest as she soaked his shirt through though he wrapped both arms firmly around her, lifting her off the floor.
"Neither are phones either..."
"Didn't have time to call before I got my flight, Jack. I didn't think you'd mind too much"
"Of course not"
Jack took a moment to hold her closer in against his chest, lowering his voice further.
"Osaka have found out?"
"Mmm...on the system, they have me as Ami but I've probably been traced back to here...and who's the cute Asian?"
Jack let out an exasperated sigh, before letting her go and giving a nod to her. He glanced back at his team, putting on a smirk before annoucing to them as if he'd decided it months ago.
"This is Skye Iwasaki...language and combat expert we've stolen from UNIT Osaka. I'd like you to make her welcome. Tosh, you've got the space so Skye's going to sit with you for now"
Skye mouthed a 'thank you' at him, before she made her way up to the other woman's desk looking suitably pleased with herself.