Hmm, no reviews? *sad puppy face* A quick 'good' or 'bad' would be enough for me, I just want to know if someone is actually reading this and if it is worth to keep writing on it… I have the next two chapters ready, so if anyone wants them… I'll upload the first one here in a bit… :) Here, take some cookies! *throws cookies at your head*

Pacing back and forth in her little motel room, Lizzy got more and more tense by the minute. Stealing the key to the base of a secret underground organization was one thing, breaking into it, collecting some information and then escaping again was a whole different deal.

She only had one shot at this and as so many times before, she had to make sure that she used her chance wisely. Even if she hated to admit it, she would have felt much more comfortable with Sam and Dean by her side. Lizzy didn't show it a whole lot, but her brothers were more important to her than anyone would ever know.

But now here she was, in a quirky motel in Cardiff, getting ready for the break-in she had planned. After wearing the most girly outfit she could come up with this morning, she was now back to her normal style: black converse, skinny jeans and a red checkered shirt. Grabbing the black hoodie that was sitting on her bed and pulling it over her head in one smooth motion, she glanced at the mirror the same way she had before she had left for her first trip. Over the many years, Lizzy had learned that it was smart to stick to dark colors when one wanted to go unnoticed. She would never go as far as wearing a ski mask or anything of that sort, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

Checking her watch, she saw that it was almost one o'clock. Picking up everything she thought she would need and then heading for the door, she saw the cab she had called earlier pulling into the parking lot. She had figured earlier that taking the bus at this point of the night would probably be more dangerous than the act of breaking in itself.

Within half an hour, she found herself in front of the little Tourist Office. Scanning her environment hastily, she made sure she was alone and all the lights were out before she took the key from her pocket and unlocked the door. Closing it behind her, she thought 'This went pretty well so far. I haven't been shot yet.' As Lizzy had noticed the first time she had visited the little shop, there wasn't a door with a sign that read 'For Secret Organization Torchwood, Please Open This Door', which is why she assumed that there had to be a secret entrance hidden somewhere.

Working fast, she went over to the counter and within a minute, her slender fingers had found a button beneath the desk. Smiling and rolling her eyes, she pressed it and watched a door on her left swing open. Those people either wanted to get visitors or were simply not realizing how simple their "security system" was. With a faint smile still lingering on her lips, Lizzy followed the corridor that led her deeper into the building. After a few minutes of walking and turning, she arrived in front of a big, metal door that resembled a cogwheel. Surprisingly, she just had to give it a slight nudge before it swung open.

Thinking she made it safely into the base without getting caught, Lizzy leaned against the nearest wall for a split second in order to catch her breath. Before she could even get ready to defend herself, her cheek collided with the cold, hard ground of the Hub and her arms were twisted behind her back in a painful angle.

"Shit…" she mumbled as she heard a gun being cocked and mere seconds later, she felt the cold metal against her temple. "Put your gun on the floor!" a strong voice demanded. "Don't have one." Lizzy replied, her voice being muffled because she was still pressed to the ground. Her statement was true, she had left her gun at the motel, being quite sure she wouldn't be needing it. But now, her little pocket knife was stinging against her leg where it was hidden in her converse. She got pulled up roughly, tumbling to the side a little and coming face to face with a man with messy, dark hair, a very bright and white-toothed smile and a coat that looked a little more than vintage to her.

Lizzy could see suspenders peeking out from beneath it. The man who was holding her at gunpoint right now was either some very odd kind of the Hipster clique or indeed the man that had only been referred to as the 'Captain' in the Torchwood records she had dug up earlier this week. He looked her up and down, not being sure what to make of her.

"And who are you?" he said, breaking the silence and offering her a tooth-flashing smile that seemed oddly out of place to her.

"Lizzy Winchester."

"Pleased to meet you, Lizzy Winchester. I'm Captain Jack Harkness."

Even if she should have been used to situations like this by now, she still felt her hands shaking a little as she looked at the Captain in front of her. He was still pointing the gun at her and by now she felt like she would be going cross eyed at any second from staring at it for too long.

He raised a hand to his ear and started talking. It took Lizzy a while to realize that he was speaking into an earpiece, obviously informing the rest of the team that there had been a break in.

She didn't know how long it took, but after a while she found herself in what seemed to be an interrogation room, her hand handcuffed to the table and a bright light aimed at her face.
"Pretty old fashioned." She dryly said and nodded her head towards the lamp.

Captain Jack just gave her a smile, turning away from her when he heard voices coming closer. It didn't take Lizzy long to figure out how many people were approaching, it was four of them. The first one to step through the door was Ianto Jones, and the expression on his face once he saw her was priceless.

She couldn't stifle her little chuckle. "Told you I'd be seeing you soon." She said. Everyone looked back between her and Ianto, a puzzled look on their faces. "Care to explain, Yan?" Jack said, a sharp tone in his voice because he was obviously annoyed that he didn't know what was going on.

Lizzy just sat there, her one hand still handcuffed to the table, looking around the room. Ianto shook his head. "I have no idea…" After a while of silence, Lizzy spoke up again. "Maybe you should put the key to your secret underground base somewhere else than your suit pocket…" Trailing off towards the end, she gave them the most innocent look her young eyes could manage.

"Ianto, you got the key stolen by a twelve year old?!" the third man in the room snapped. "Owen…" Jack shushed him with a wave of his hand, before turning back to Lizzy, who now had one arm propped against the table.

"Sixteen."

"What?"

"I am sixteen."

Ianto shrugged. "See, it's not as bad as if she was twelve!"

The Captain turned to face one of the women in the room. "Tosh? Can you run some scans on her? Verify her name and where she's from?" Tosh nodded and walked out. "Gwen? Owen? You can go home now. Sorry for calling you in so late, but I think I can handle her myself…"

With an eyebrow raised, Lizzy smiled at him. "You sure 'bout that?" Ignoring her last comment, Jack sat down on the chair at the other end of the table, Ianto standing closely behind him.

"So, I am going to try this the nice way. Why are you here?"

"I was bored."

"How did you find out about us?"

"I did some research."

"Where are you from? Those vowels aren't Welsh…" Jack turned around and gave the younger man a look Lizzy couldn't place.

"I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." She replied with a grin on her features.

Now it was Iantos turn to speak. "And what brings a sixteen year old girl from Kansas to Cardiff?"

"As I said, I was bored."

Giving a loud sigh, Jack jumped up from where he was sitting. "I don't think this is going to go anywhere. Try her mobile, Ianto."

Her eyes wandered over to one end of the table, were her mobile phone was sitting. "Do I have the option to say 'don't?'" she asked and Jack just laughed.

"Try the last dialed number and put it on speaker."

Ianto did as he was told and Lizzy flinched. That was Dean's number, she had called earlier tonight to make sure he was alright.

The beeping noise was only heard a couple times before he picked up. "Liz!" he said, energetic and the worry already clear in his voice. "Are you alright?"

"Liz broke into the High Security Base of the Special Ops Cardiff. Any explanation for that?"

Dean didn't reply for a while, but then Lizzy could hear him calling out for his brother. "Sam?!" Hearing shuffling first, some silent mumbles and then his voice breaking the silence. "What? Excuse me sir, but what are you trying to say? Lizzy goes to school in Cardiff, I don't believe she would have the ability to do that." A grin spread across her face.

"Technically, I didn't break in…" she said. "See, told you! Will you please just let her go and let it slide as a big misunderstanding?" Dean's voice sounded tense, like he was already angry with his little sister.

"I didn't break in, Dean. I had the key." A few more seconds of silence. "That's my girl!" The pride was now clearly visible in his words and Lizzy heard a damp thud, probably coming from Sam hitting his older brother across the head.

"May I know your names, gentlemen?" Jack spoke up, beginning to sound impatient. It was still a mystery to him how it was possible for a tiny sixteen year old to break into the Hub. What if he hadn't been there to catch her? What would she have done and why was she here in the first place?

"Sam and Dean Winchester." Sam's tone sounded very professional, even though Lizzy knew that he was probably worried sick about her.

"Parents?" Ianto asked and looked at his boss.

"Brothers." Lizzy corrected, quite amused by the fact that the young man had mistaken them for her fathers.

"Okay, you're lucky, we're going to let her go without any charge, but please, keep track of her next time, okay?" Jack said and without waiting for a reply, he hung up.

"Well that's nice, can I go now?" Her wrist straining against the handcuffs, Lizzy was ready to get up and leave. Her plan hadn't worked out at all, and now it was up to her to find an alternative as soon as possible.

"No. You are going to tell me what you are doing here!" Jack slammed his hand down on the table and Lizzy had to try hard to suppress a shriek. Ianto looked a little distressed, too. "Sir, I don't think…" he started but was cut off by Jack. "I don't care what you think, Ianto. I want to know why you are here. Are you some kind of alien?"

The young girl couldn't hold in her laughter and she busted out giggling. "No, are you?"

"Maybe."

"Okay."

"Are you going to tell me what you are doing in my office?"

"I don't think so."

Before Jack could jump at her and seriously hurt her, she motioned behind him. "I don't know about you, but to me that looks like a seriously pissed off… whatever that is."

Hastily, the Captain turned around and came face to face with an evil gnarling Weevil.