AN
Second chapter, WOO. I plan to get the next one up in a few days but after that it could be a bit longer because I go back to school soon and I have a bunch of homework that I put off for ages. What kind of sick people set homework over the holidays?! Anyway, I hope you enjoy. I regret to say that I rushed this one a tiny bit. Couldn't concentrate at all. So sorry if there are any mistakes. Still looking for a Beta, anyone fancy volunteering? Also, sorry for the slightly crappy and abrupt ending.
CHAPTER TWO
Two of the men, the pretty one and the first one, contained the weevil pretty fast. It was obvious they had done it before. It was then pushed into the boot of the SUV and the men rejoined the others in pointing a gun at my face. I was standing in the same position. Too tired to fight back, but alert enough to not get shot.
"What are you?" Their leader - Jack, I presume - demanded.
"What are you?" I asked back in a bored tone.
"Torchwood." He snarled . "You can start being very scared right now"
It took all my will not to burst out laughing. I looked down and bit my lip. That is just adorable. After regaining my composure I looked up. "Torchwood?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Torchwood." He repeated. "Now answer my question."
The two woman and the pretty boy looked uncomfortable with the situation but kept their guns trained on me. I looked over each and every one of them. From the first man, small and dark haired, to the Welsh woman, to the small Asian woman beside her, to the pretty brown haired boy in his adorable suit and finally to the leader with the annoying American twang in his voice. "What are you?" He shouts.
I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes. "I'm an Abzorboloff from the planet Klom." I said, my voice heavy with sarcasm. "What does it look like. I'm human."
"Owen scan her." The first man brings out a primitive device out of his bag and holds it up to me then waits for the result. An awkward silence ensues. This leaves the rest of the team to look around awkwardly and let their guns fall slightly while Jack and I continue to stare at each other. It was then that I realised quite how much my neck hurt from the fall through the rift. I lifted my hand to rub it and was met with five guns pointed at my head and a scream of "DON'T MOVE!".
I dropped my hand back down to my side. "Alright, calm down. Someone's edgy." I smirked.
"Just put your hands on your head and shut up ok?" Jack snarked back. I complied and the team lowered their guns again. Well, apart from Jack of course. It was getting quite tiring. As if sensing my boredom, the thing Owen was holding bleeped.
"Right hang on..." He clicked a few buttons. I let out a small sigh. "Yeah she's human, Jack. Born on Earth, when I'm not sure but she's around 16 years old, in good physical condition. She's not an alien, we can let her go."
"Woohoo." I murmured tiredly, lowering my arms from the back of my head.
"No, she's coming with us." Jack said firmly.
"Oh is she now?" I asked.
The welsh woman spoke up again, clearly reluctant to retain me. "Jack, she doesn't look dangerous at all. She's just a kid." Please, I look like a kid?! The rest seemed to agree with her even though they didn't say anything.
"Gwen, I'm in charge here. She is coming back to the hub. And that is final." He looked at the rest of the group, daring them to speak out. They didn't. I shrugged my shoulders. Why not? Could be a laugh, sticking around with this Jack guy for a while. What a drama queen. Not like there's anything else worth doing here.
"Ok I'll come with you."
"It really isn't up to you either way." Came back the sharp reply. This was getting boring. The whole 'I'm Alpha male around here' act. Oh if only he knew...
"Whatever." I muttered. "So are we going or what?" Jack clenched his jaw and threw a pair of handcuffs towards Owen, who was still closest to me. The welsh woman was visibly displeased at this but said nothing.
"Ooh, kinky" I said as he put them on. Her expression changed to confusion, disbelief and something else. Owen, still standing behind me, let out one small chuckle. He was probably silenced by the death glare that Jack sent his way. He cleared his throat and nudged me towards the SUV.
"So what's the deal then," I said as we walked, "Bigger on the inside? Cause that doesn't look like a seven seater."
"She's got a point you know. Someone would have to double up." The pretty welsh guy agreed.
"Is that an offer?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
Jack's face looked thunderous. "JUST GET IN THE DAMN SUV." Hmm, he seems to have a soft spot for pretty boy. Is that even allowed in these times? "Owen can walk."
"Why me?" Owen cried in indignation.
"Because I said so."
The Asian woman smiled at Owen enthusiastically. "Owen I'll walk with you, I don't mind."
"Fine then," Jack spoke impatiently. "Tosh and Owen are walking. Now get in the SUV." Owen stalked off grumbling and Tosh walked quickly after him to catch up, while the rest of us climbed in. Jack was driving, with pretty boy sat protectively next to him and me and the welsh woman in the back.
The first couple minutes of the frankly dangerously driven - even by my standards - journey were spent in an awkward silence with the exception of the occasional bleep from the equipment surrounding us. My neck was getting to me again so I started rubbing it again to relieve some of the pain. "Are you alright?" the woman next to me asked.
"I'll be fine...I think." I said, trying to play on the woman's kindness and putting on sad puppy eyes.
"I'm Gwen." She smiled softly.
"GWEN. Stop talking to her."
"Jack, she's just a girl. A bloody human girl. Why are you being like this?" Wow, I already have her on my side.
"We don't know who she is. So until we do, no one talks to her apart from me." The car filled with silence again for the rest of the journey.
I looked around the damp and scabby area that they called the Hub. I cleared my throat. "It's umm, it's big. Big, but yeah, dirty. Not that I'm not used to dirty." Winking at Jack as I was pushed down a corridor which was equally as scruffy, complete with leaking pipes. He ignored me and kept pushing me all the way down to their cells where I was promptly stripped of my weapons and locked in one of them. He left without saying a word.
I stood in front of the plastic wall for a few moments before deciding I might as well sit down on the stone bench on the wall. I observed the cell, looking for a way out to pursue later. Noting the security camera in the corner I lay down with my back on the bench facing the door, my knees bent and eyes closed.
The door to the room of these cells was flung open but I kept my eyes closed. The pretty one in the suit came in with the growling Weevil, holding onto the collar of its blue jumpsuit with one hand and another holding a can of what looked like bug spray. After it was put in the cell next to mine it soon calmed down. Pretty boy came over to where my cell was and stood there watching me curiously.
"S'up?" I said after a while. He jumped, obviously unaware that I wasn't asleep before.
"I should go." He said quickly. He blushed slightly.
"Oh c'mon, I'm bored. Aren't you going to keep me company?" I moaned.
"I'm not even supposed to be talking to you..."
"I'm sure you've broken rules before."
"Direct orders from the boss. Sorry. I can't."
"And yet you're still talking..."
He sighed softly and walked away slowly.
"Bye..." I called in a sad little voice. He froze with his hand on the door handle. Just for a second. And then he opened it and walked out. Oh manipulating these people is just too easy.
Ianto's POV
Oh god I hate this. I really, really hate this. Why are we even keeping her in the cells? Has Jack gone mental? She's just a bloody teenager. No. No, she's something different. Judging by the way the Weevil acted towards her. And she came through the Rift. And she looks older than 16. But still, she sounded so much younger back in the cells.
When I got back upstairs Owen and Tosh had just arrived. I made my way over to make their coffee. Even though I'm out on the field now I'm still their bloody tea boy.
"It's fucking freezing out there. I am not walking again."
Jack appeared outside his office. "Tosh I need you to analyse the Rift energy around the time that the girl came through." He called down. Tosh responded by sitting down at her station and getting to work. Jack disappeared back into his office.
I finished making the coffee and handed it out. In return a got a distracted "Thanks..." from Tosh, a worried smile from Gwen and absolutely no recognition from Owen as I handed over their mugs. I then nervously made my way up the stairs leading to Jack's office with just one mug left in my hand. Jack looked up as I opened his door nervously with a tight smile on his face. "Coffee, sir?" I made my way over to his desk.
"You know I love it when you call me that." His smile turned into a mischievous one. He stood up and closed the distance between us. He leant in and captured my lips with a soft but passionate kiss. Before he could deepen it further, I pulled back.
"Jack," His face dropped slightly. Like he knew what I was about to say. "Why are we keeping her in a cell?" I spoke softly. "I want to understand. Tell me why you think she's dangerous. Because right now she just seems like a scared kid."
There was a long silence. A wave of disappoint washed over me. He's not going to tell me anything. I thought he trusted me. Just before I turned to go he spoke.
Jack rubbed his face. "I used to be...not a very good person. I was with a group of people that had essentially no morals. The Time Agency." He hesitated. "But there were people that were worse than us. Much worse. And sometimes we would hunt these people and hand them in to the government to get the reward money. And if this girl is who I think she is - I can't be sure, it was too long ago - but if she is then we need to alert the Shadow Proclamation."