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"It's alright; you can come out now, everybody out." The Doors opened and Ianto, Owen and Gwen entered, guns raised.
"Pretty little friends." John conceded. "No blonde though, you need a blonde.
"God, he's worse than Jack." Owen muttered.
"Oh, do you have a team name?" John asked ignorantly. "I love team names. Go on."
"Torchwood 3." Jack stated. "Elite police."
"Oh…" John sounded almost disappointed. "Not Excalibur? Blizzard? Bikini Cops? No? Torchwood… oh dear."
"Gwen Cooper, Ianto Jones, Owen Harper, and Toshiko Sato should be looking' down on us right now, meet-"
"Captain John Hart."
"We go back…" Jack muttered.
"Excuse me, we more than go back, we were partners."
"In what way?" Ianto asked. But he wasn't jealous. Of course not.
"In every way," John replied. "And then some."
"It wasn't long." Jack defended.
"It was five years. It was like having a wife."
"You were the wife."
"YOU were the wife."
"No you were the wife."
"No you were the wife."
"You were the wife."
"But I was a good wife." John replied, smiling.
"I bet you were…" Gwen muttered. Ianto sent her a glare. "What? Don't pretend you haven't noticed he's cute."
"He's just shy." John teased.
"What are you doing here?" Jack asked, breaking up the would-be conversation.
"I was wondering when we'd get to that." John conceded, retrieving his mobile.
"That's the same as Jack's." Ianto pointed out.
"A little smaller." Jack teased. Some how, Ianto got the feeling it wasn't an ordinary phone.
"But lasts, much longer." John insisted. "Get two criminals in the room together and it's always about the size of the RFID."
"What do you mean criminal? And what's an RFID?" Owen asked, immediately suspicious of his new boss.
"What? He's never told you about his past?"
"We've known him for a day." Owen replied, wondering who his gun should be aimed at, but finally dropping his arm to his side in an attempt to look less threatening.
"Anyway…" John avoided the question about criminals and turned to the RFID as a distraction. "An RFID is a location device for criminals; the gang modified it once we broke out." Damn… that didn't work. "The point is…" John pressed a button and an image popped up on the screen as he showed it around the group. It looked like a small canister, but seemed to have an almost ethereal quality to it. "I've been working with his woman. Beautiful, clever, sexy, yada yada yada. And we both got shot. And as she's dying, she begs me," Ianto and Gwen put there guns back in there holding places. "tells me about these nuclear bombs she'd been working on."
"I don't like the sound of that…" Owen muttered.
"Three canisters, contents beyond toxic, each hidden in a secret location. Now, left to there own devices, the radiation will brake down the canisters, then kill your people, and planet. They need to be neutralised." He finished, putting the 'RFID' back into his pocket.
"And what do you get outta this?" Jack asked suspiciously.
"Dying woman's wish?" Jack gave him a disbelieving look. "Now there's only one problem, I don't know where they are, hoping local knowledge might help?"
"Tosh," Jack spoke into the coms. "Can you do a city wide scan for radiation? We'll be back soon."
"You see together it's and easy job." John insisted.
"We do this," Jack warned. "You get out of here when it's finished, right away."
"Does this mean I get to see your house?"