A/N- Right, so I realized the Torchwood wouldn't know Martha if this was before Owen's 'death', so Owen is now 'dead' and it is set after the episodes about his death, so Martha left, and I realize the dates are after Owen and Tosh's deaths, so let's just pretend they died sometime in October cos I like September for haunting... idk why... So yes, personally I thought the last chapter wasn't too great- hope this one's better. Thanks for reading.

Oh, and basically spoilers all through season 6 of Doctor Who and Owen's 'death' in Torchwood.

Chapter 1

Introductions

3:22 pm 15 September 2008

St. Aquinas', Maine

"Cheerful place for a school," The Doctor noticed, spinning around to take in the grounds. They had landed in the middle of the lawn, right next to a picturesque lake and the Doctor had led them towards a large house, almost a mansion, that dominated the surrounding grounds.

On their right was an elaborate maze of hedges and to the left there was a huge garden filled with flowers that Amy was sure couldn't possibly grow in this climate.

"So we're in Maine?" She asked, inspecting a large plant which she was pretty sure didn't grow outside of the Amazon.

"Yes, Maine, it's where they invented earmuffs you know," The Doctor said, he continued on with random facts about the northern state, which both Rory and Amy tuned out.

"So," Amy said, taking Rory's hand, "2008, we've just started dating."

Rory laughed, "Yup."

The Doctor seemed to have realized the couple wasn't paying attention anymore and turned to watch them, walking backwards. "I was just saying how they've been have a problem with ghosts."

"What, really?" Amy was immediately paying attention again.

The Doctor just grinned and nodded.

"Great, vampires, creepy dolls, and now ghosts," Rory groaned, "What're you trying to do? Cover all the nightmares? You even took us to the nightmare hotel."

"Wasn't my fault," The Doctor mumbled, "But still," He grinned, "Ghosts! And they don't seem like normal ghosts anyways. A ghost is just an imprint left on the area- haunting. Normally just one person or being… but this. Ha, this is different."

"So you're saying this is an alien ghost," Rory rolled his eyes, "Of course."

"No, well I don't know," The Doctor admitted, "I only just heard it from the English teacher. Apparently, the Headmaster fell to his death 'cause he saw something. No one knows what, but they've been seeing things too. Different for every person. So, we're going to check it out."

"Great, more investigations," Rory said.

Amy smiled, "So how're we going to do this?" They had reached the front doors- large, wooden, double doors with a large, ornate locker.

The Doctor just grinned and knocked.

They heard running feet from behind the door followed by the creak of the door being swung open. A young boy stuck his head out.

"Hello?" He said, staring at the three newcomers.

"Hello, we're here to see Headmistress Trails," The Doctor said, "She knows me, Jonathon Smith." He glanced over at Rory and Amy, hoping they got the message to call him by his alias.

Amy gave a tiny nod, showing she understood.

"Alright, be right back," The boy ran off, returning a minute later, "She's in her office."

"Thanks," The Doctor grinned.

The boy just nodded before running off.

The Doctor led them over to a door on the right. A plaque beside it told them it was the Headmaster's office, underneath there was a hastily scribbled note- Headmistress Alice Trails.

"Now, just play along," The Doctor said as he opened the door.

They walked into a medium sized room that was bare but for the large desk in the middle a few chairs in the corner and in front of said desk. A woman sat behind the desk, she seemed to be in her mid-thirties and the only thing striking about her appearance were her bright blue eyes.

"Ah, hello Mr. Smith," She smiled at the Doctor, "I hope you had a good night's stay."

"Oh, hello, yes, it was very nice… the room service could've been better," The Doctor said.

The woman gave a bemused smile, "Mr. Smith, there is no room service at the hotel."

"Exactly," The Doctor said with a grin, "So, you said something about vacancies, and I think I have the perfect couple," He moved to the side to let the woman see Amy and Rory.

"Hello," She stood and stretched her hand out, "I'm Alice Trails, Assistant Head-sorry, Headmistress of St. Aquinas."

Rory took the proffered hand, "I'm Rory Williams, and this is my wife, Amy."

Amy nodded and smiled, "Hello."

The Doctor continued, "You said you needed a nurse, well- Rory here's one and his wife was a secretary at a local company in the town where they used to live."

Rory shot the Doctor a panicked look before nodding in agreement.

"That's wonderful," Alice said with a smile, "I'll just need to look over your qualifications and just a quick little interview, we're very short-staffed here at the moment."

"Yes, here you are," The Doctor handed over his psychic paper, "Those are Amelia's," After a minute, the Headmistress handed them back. He tossed the paper to his left hand behind his back, "And these are Rory's."

Alice read Rory's 'qualifications' and nodded, "Yes, well, those seem fine. Could I just speak to each of you in private, I trust Mr. Smith's recommendation of you, but we still need to make sure. How about you first, Mrs. Williams?"

Rory and the Doctor exited the room.

"So now we're getting jobs?" Rory asked and at the Doctor's nod he continued, "You do realize the only real experience I've had as a nurse was in a coma ward?"

"Yes, but you seem to do a good job if we find some unconscious person," The Doctor said.

"But this is different," Rory said, "You do realize that the nurse is normally a woman… who takes care of concious patients, and the students sometimes go to her if they need someone to talk to?"

"You're good at that too," The Doctor said, "You're good at listening."

Rory sighed, seeing he wouldn't get anywhere with this. He resigned himself to silence and waited for Amy to come out.

Amy walked out of the room and nodded towards Rory, "She just wants to know a bit about what you've done before."

Rory nodded, "Okay, see you in a bit," and walked past her.

"Yeah, see you," Amy smiled at him, before going over to stand next to the Doctor, "Why did you do this?"

"Do what?" he answered, feigning ignorance.

"This, getting us jobs in some boarding school," Amy said, "Without asking."

"Well, I needed to be inside the school, and since you insisted on coming, you needed to be too," The Doctor said, "She mentioned the vacancies so I thought you'd do fine. You can type, right?"

Amy rolled her eyes, "It's just the fact that you didn't really tell us what we were going to be doing."

"Well, now you know," The Doctor said, "Besides- it's only for a few days."

"She mentioned you were a new hire," Amy said, "What job did you get?"

"I'm teaching history," The Doctor grinned, "I did it once," The he frowned, "That wasn't too fun, I ended up being chased by a little girl with a red balloon. You know… being human's rubbish."

"You were human," Amy said, staring.

"For a bit," The Doctor admitted, "I had to hide from these people… Family of Blood."

"And you chose to be a teacher?"

"I didn't really have a choice," The Doctor said, "I didn't remember being a Time Lord."

"Right," Amy said, not knowing whether to believe him or not. "So, this ghost. Any ideas?"

"A lot actually," The Doctor said, "But… I just want a closer look, then I'll have a better idea of what we're dealing with."

"So, you didn't know about this when you came here did you?" Amy asked.

"Nope," He replied, looking at the ornate chandelier hanging from the center of the ceiling, "Just knew I was supposed to be here. Heard about this just about as soon as I landed."

"Who is it?" Amy asked, "The person you're supposed to meet."

"Mm," The Doctor leaned against the staircase, "This school must be expensive," He noted, taking in the obviously expensive decorations in the hall.

"Well, you haven't gotten any better at changing the subject," Amy muttered, frowning, "Doctor… really, who is it?"

The Doctor looked up, frowning a frown identical to Amy's. He just shook his head.

Amy sighed, seeing she wasn't going to get anywhere with this, so she changed subject, "So, just how new are you?"

"She hired me yesterday," The Doctor informed her.

"But she trusts you enough to accept your word that two complete strangers will work fine?" Amy asked. "Why?"

"Another reason I want to be here," The Doctor said, "I mean, people seem to trust me... but I practically walked in, said hello, and got the job. Not sure why."

"You think she might be up to something," Amy smiled, "You do, don't you?"

"Maybe," The Doctor said, "Or she could just be an innocent Assistant Headmistress promoted because of the death of her superior and really needs some help running the school."

"Or she could be behind all this," Amy said, "She could be controlling the students, getting them to do something she wants... using them as slaves. See," She looked over at him, "I pay attention."

"She could be, but I met some aliens using children as slaves," The Doctor said, "They were big bat people. No I'm not sure... That's why I wanted you to take the secretary position, find something out."

Amy was about to reply, but was interrupted by Alice's office door opening.

"Well, I think you two will do just fine," Alice said as Rory walked over to join his wife and friend, "It will help a lot to have the two of you here. Amy, could I just speak to you for a moment, I just want to make sure you know your way around our systems, it should take about an hour."

"No problem," The Doctor said, "I'll take Rory over to the hotel and get them settled in."

"Alright," Alice said and the men left, not before Rory said he would come to pick Amy up after an hour, the older woman turned to Amy, "Come in here, it shouldn't be too hard, it'll just make it easier tomorrow, when you start."

Amy followed her into the office, silently cursing the Doctor for talking her into this. She hated typing.

6:23 pm 15 September 2008

St. Aquinas', Maine

The large, rented van screeched to a halt in front of the large, gothic building. The setting sun was hidden behind the mansion, giving the building a dark halo. That, accompanied with the tales of ghosts, gave Ianto a sense of foreboding as the Torchwood team jumped out of the van.

They were greeted at the door by a familiar face.

"Hello Jack," Martha Jones smiled at him. She nodded to the rest of the team, "UNIT is trying to stay out of this as much as possible at the moment, Emery's is still not too happy with us about that Crevian infestation."

"Yeah, we had to clean up after you," Jack said in mock annoyance.

"Yeah well, thank you," Martha said, pushing the large double doors open, "The problem is, they aren't too happy with us, so we've had some trouble working with St. Aquinas' since what they heard from Emery's isn't too good."

"You're a government agency," Ianto said, "Why-"

"I'm the only higher-up who's dealing with this sort of thing," Martha said, "The rest of UNIT, well we're spread thin. This past month has been really busy. UNIT just asked me to sort of… liason with you, since I'm one of the few people who know you," She nodded towards Jack.

"Busy?" Owen said, "We've been sitting around for the past two weeks trying to find more creative ways of folding paper airplanes. We've had nothing."

"This stuff is really classified," Martha said, "I don't even know the basics of the least-classified of them."

"So, now that we're here, what's up?" Jack asked.

"Like I said in the email," Martha began, "This school's been having haunting, or something similar, but the never reported it. Apparently, two nights ago, the Headmaster was fed up with it and decided to call the police, thinking it was some pranksters, one of the student scaring the younger kids. Ten minutes later he's found sprawled in the middle of the hall, having fallen over the banister."

"Those stairs go only one floor up," Owen said, looking around the large entrance hall.

"He fell headfirst," Martha clarified, "I've talked to the new headmistress, she's putting together a packet of all the information on staff, and students at the moment. I've got the faculty here," She pointed to a small pile of papers sitting on a table next to the wall. "I've got rooms booked at the hotel in town, there were only two rooms open, sorry," She glanced guiltily at Owen. "So we can start here, or I can just introduce you to the Headmistress and we can head to the hotel."

"The second option's probably better," Tosh spoke up, "We're still on Cardiff time, and it's about midnight over there."

"I slept on the plane over, so I can probably start on these," Ianto said, pointing to the stack of papers.

"Right, that's a plan," Jack said, "So, can we meet this headmistress?"

Martha nodded and headed over to a door on the right. She raised her hand to knock, but stopped when the door swung open.

"Thanks for your help," A woman with her back to the group said, she had a strong Scottish accent, and vivid red hair, "When should I come in? Seven?"

"Seven thirty should be fine now that you're all set up," Came another woman's voice.

The first one turned around and was revealed to be a pretty, young, round-faced woman.

"Oh, sorry," She said, moving to walk around the group, but was stopped when the other woman approached.

"Miss Jones, I trust you got the files on the faculty alright?" She was an older woman with brown hair and bright blue eyes.

"Yes, I did, I just wanted to introduce you to the team that'll be investigating the school," Martha said professionally, "This is Jack Harkness, head of the group," She motioned to Jack, "And these are Ianto Jones, Gwen Cooper, Owen Harper, and Toshiko Sato. Right, and this," She turned to the Torchwood team, "Is Alice Trails, newly appointed Headmistress of St. Aquinas'."

"Nice to meet you," Jack smiled and shook Alice's hand.

"Good to meet you," The woman replied, "Oh, and this is my new secretary, I'll need to get her files to you. Amelia, this is the group investigating our troubles, so could you make sure tomorrow, to get them anything they need?"

"I will," Amy said, then looked at her watch, "I'm sorry, I've got to go, Rory's picking me up."

"It's alright," Alice smiled at the younger woman.

"How long has she worked here?" Ianto asked, curious. The girl seemed familiar.

"She was just hired," Alice said, "Amelia Williams and her husband Rory Williams, he's the new nurse, they both start tomorrow."

"Yes, well thank you for your time, it was nice to meet you," Jack said, "We'd better head over to the hotel, we had a long plane ride."

If Alice found anything strange about the investigating team taking a plane, she didn't say anything, "Yes well, good night." She smiled and watched them leave. As they left, Ianto picked up the stack of papers from the table in the hall.

He went to follow the others, but as he reached the door, he heard someone behind him. He turned.

No one was there. Ianto shrugged and turned around, then froze. He thought he had seen someone, he looked back.

It was a woman. A strangely familiar woman.

He couldn't see her well, she was hidden in the shadows.

"Ianto." The voice seemed to come from all around him. Again- the voice was intensely familiar, but too distorted for Ianto to put a finger on it.

"Ianto!" The shout came from outside, "Coming?" It was Jack.

Ianto looked back into the hall. The woman was gone.

The Welshman walked out the doors. This was going to be an interesting case.

6:33 15 September 2008

St. Aquinas', Maine

Michael watched out of the window as the six strangers exited the building, the last one taking longer than the others. When he finally emerged, he looked shaken.

Michael knew what that meant- the man in the suit had seen it. It was time.

The haunting were starting again.

Again- thanks for reading... hope it was better than the last chapter and that it's making sense up to this point. Please review! Questions, criticism is fine, I'm always trying to get better at writing and once again, thanks for reading this.