Archienius Addams had never been so grateful as to get to his destination as he was on this journey, he had never known that a van drive could be so torturous, he was not happy at the idea of the journey back and was wondering what he could do to punish Ianto for not warning him of the horror that was driving with Gwen Cooper as a passenger. Arriving at Loch Ness was the best part of the journey and he was out of the van almost as soon as he had parked it, striding towards the Loch, Gwen following along in his wake, once again talking.
"Are we meeting Operative 63554 near here or are we just taking over the scene?" She asked, "After all I have much more experience with dealing with rifts in time and space after dealing with the Cardiff rift."
Archienius ignored her not even deigning to respond to her insolent question, but rather wading out into the Loch, looking at her expectantly when she didn't immediately follow him. He watched with a satisfied grin as she eventually followed him out into the water. Once he was sufficiently far out into the Loch he called out hoping to catch his friends attention, "Nessa sweetheart, where are you? You wanted me out here, what is going on?"
Gwen looked at him as though he had lost his mind and was probably trying to formulate a plan as to how she could use it to her advantage and have him removed as the Head of Torchwood Two. She would soon be surprised when Nessa appeared to answer him, he wasn't sure what or who she thought Nessa would be, after all his files had never explained that operative 63554 was Nessa, or as the locals had come to know her Nessie, the Loch Ness Monster.
Archienius let a small grin cross his face as Nessa appeared startling Gwen who immediately pulled her sidearm and tried to shoot her fellow operative, something that she would be thoroughly disciplined for once they had dealt with whatever problem it was that Nessa had called him in for. Luckily for Gwen her firearm was wet and wouldn't work properly, because if she had injured either him or Nessa she would either be going back to Cardiff in a wooden box, or as a mental patient unable to remember the majority of her life.
Both he and Nessa were unharmed though and able to greet each other as friends did, with a hug, one that probably looked rather odd to many people. It wasn't the easiest thing to do after all, hugging a large metal snake, but it was not something that he would ever refuse. Nessa had been his friend for a long time and he would never do anything to hurt that friendship, it was too precious to him, even if they only saw each other infrequently it didn't make them any less friends. He knew that Nessa would always have his back, just like he would have hers. Gwen Cooper was not going to come between them, no matter what she thought of Nessa or her place in the Institute. She was a fully fledged member of Torchwood, one who even had the blessings of UNIT, something that was necessary to her survival in a way after a mishap in the past.
"What is the situation, Nessa?" Archienius asked, ignoring Gwen and her muttering in the background as he focused completely on what Nessa was telling him.
"That is not an operative." Gwen exclaimed finally, having become thoroughly annoyed at being ignored, "That is a thing, a creature, an alien, it can't serve Torchwood. It is just as bad as those hairy things my stupid husband calls family."
Archienius growled, how dare in the woman speak about his friend and his family in such a way. She would pay for that he would make sure of it, he was going to find the most strenuous training regime for her and send it back to Cardiff with her for Tharmus to implement. His Welsh cousin would no doubt be willing to put her in her place, especially as she seemed to be trying to steal his soon to be bonded.
"Miss Cooper, keep your opinions to yourself they are neither correct or wanted." He bit out at her before turning back towards the loch, "Do continue Nessa dear, you were saying."
He focused his full attention back on the conversation that he was having hoping that whatever had troubled Nessa so much wasn't going to be too dangerous as he was sure that Gwen would make the situation catastrophic without even trying just through sheer incompetence. He really did need to speak to Harkness about why he had employed the woman and why she hadn't been retconned back to infancy when he found out what a liability she was.
As it turned out it wasn't anything with any real potential to be dangerous with the correct handling, some tech had come through the rift that Nessa needed to be removed quickly as it was trying to take control of her, something she hadn't felt in years since she had swallowed a detonator. It was easy to contain the two small pieces of technology in containment units and secure them in the back of the van for him to take a look at later.
Gwen huffed the whole time, especially as he made her contain both pieces of equipment so that he could watch and assess her knowledge and use of handling protocols, he knew that she had ignored them in the past, something that had led to the death of innocents. He and Nessa watched from the shore as she trudged to and from the van, Nessa making a few comments about her suitability and how he should get rid of her quickly as she would never fit in with their Torchwood.
When he explained that he was only doing some of her training for Cardiff she had let out a relieved snort, the idea of working with the other woman again was obviously as unpalatable to Nessa as it was to him. Gwen Cooper did not make friends easily, if anything she alienated people just by opening her mouth. How she got on as a liaison with the local police he had no idea, but he wouldn't be surprised if most of the work was done by Tharmus, him only allowing her the allusion that she was the one with the contacts and skills to hold the position.
Once everything was packed away in the van and he had said his goodbyes to Nessa he found himself once more sat in the van with Gwen Cooper, ready to head back to base. It was going to be a long drive, especially as they both had anger bubbling just under the surface. Archienius refused to let his anger get the best of him though, he was going to wait until he was back at the flat and then he was going to let loose. He wouldn't dare start something on the road, he would prefer to wait until he was back on solid ground with a variety of recording devices that he could make a copy of the situation for the family to watch.