Valentina walked down the empty halls of The Henderson Asylum. She It was supposed to be her day off but she had things she wanted to do. She entered the glass room. This was the room they kept patents that had been considered suicidal or a danger to themselves. She walked to the end room, clicked a few buttons on the security door and entered the room.
"Hello Owen." She smiled.
He looked up at her but didn't respond. His room was empty and pattered. He sat in the corner of the room all wrapped in a white straight jacket. She knelt down in front of him.
"How are you feeling my dear?"
He did not respond.
"I do have a question for you. Do you know a man by the name of Ianto Jones?"
Owens eyes grew wide. His mouth opened slightly. "Yes…"
"How do you know him?"
"Is this a trick?"
"Not at all. Tell me, how do you know Ianto?"
"He works with me…"
"And where do you work?"
"The Torchwood Institute."
She pulled her brows together. She had never heard of this place. "And what do you do there?"
"I'm the doctor…"
"And Ianto?"
"He's kinda the tea boy. He cleans up, keeps the files in order and so forth."
"Who is Captain Jack Harkness?"
Owen pulled his brows together. "You're messing with me…"
"Not at all, I'm trying to understand."
"He's our boss."
"According to this report, records say that there is no man named captain Jack Harkness living in Cardiff."
"What about Torchwood?"
She looked through the clip board sheets. "Doesn't say anything about a Torchwood."
"No one seems to listen! I'm not bloody crazy!"
"Listen to what? Help me understand."
"Why are you listening to me?"
"Because, I want to understand you."
"Am I your patent?"
"No."
"Do you know my doctors?"
"Who are your doctors?"
"Doctor Davis and Doctor Henderson."
Valentina pulled her brows together. The same as Ianto Jones. How did they not make the connection between this Torchwood? Something was wrong; it didn't sit well in her stomach.
"Can you do me a favor?" She asked.
Owen raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"Don't tell anyone I was here, especially your doctors."
"Why?"
"Because I want to help you. I'll look up this Torchwood, and if it exists, I'll contact Jack Harkness."
Owen's eyes brightened. "Thank you…I won't tell anyone."
"Good. I'm going to find out more about this. You can trust me."
She stood up straight and left the glass room. She moved down the hall and out the front exit. She would look up Torchwood and if it existed, Henderson would have some explaining to do.
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"The Torchwood Institute. Their telling the truth?" Valentina spoke out loud. She looked through her files. The whole reason those two were in the hospital was based on so called delusions that just happen to be true. She had to get in contact with Jack Harkness. She grabbed her bag and headed for the door. She was going to talk to Ianto one more time.
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She headed to Ianto's room. When she got there he looked up at her she greeted him with a warm smile. "Ianto, how can I get into contact with Jack?"
"Go to The Tourism Office. Near the fountain. Ring the bell."
"Thanks." Valentina smiled as she left his side. This was a lot to handle but if there was one thing she was going to do, it would make this right.
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She opened the doors to the Tourism Office and rang the little bell. After a few moments of straightening up, a door opened and a man walked through it. He was tall and handsome. His eyes were big and blue while his hair was perfectly styled.
"Hi, can I help you?"
"Yes, I was looking for a captain Jack Harkness."
"You're looking at him right now. How can I help you?"
"You're Captain Jack Harkness? Torchwood?"
He pulled his brows together. "Who are you?"
"I'm sorry; my name is Doctor Valentina Stone. I…I know Ianto Jones and Doctor Owen Harper."
"How? Do you know where they are?"
"Yes… This makes no sense."
He tilted his head.
"You're not supposed to exist."