The girl and Jack sat in the interview room, her hands cuffed behind the chair, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. Jack sighed, he'd spent all day doing paperwork. It had been a long, boring, tedious day and he really didn't want to deal with this, "Can I have a name please? I am not in the mood, so don't test me."
"I'll tell you if you get Tosh to turn off the CCTV."
Jack raised his eyebrows, how on earth did she know who Tosh was? She smirked, "I know all about you and everyone at Torchwood, Jack. Tosh, Owen, Ianto, Suzie, Gwen. Oh, and about Ianto, tell him to use the handcuffs with the deadlock next time."
"What's that supposed to me-," he started saying when her handcuffs landed in his lap.
"Besides, I'm not armed, you can't die, I can't die, what could go wrong?"
"Fine," Jack looked at the camera. "Tosh? Would you mind?" The red recording light switched off. "Name then."
"Abigail Hall. You know it's funny, my name means father's joy, but you see my mum was only with my father for a few weeks, he took off after a few weeks because he met a man. It was during WWII, he just left."
"I'm sorry to hear that Abbie. Now you said you were born in the midst of WWII, you can't be a day over fifteen."
"Ha! You think that Rose was the first person to do what she did? Look into the time vortex and bring someone back? You're dreaming Captain," she scoffed.
"How do you know about Rose," he asked tensely.
"I've done my homework Captain. And I've got knowledge in space and alien tech, sure Tosh is the best in her field when it's with human technology, but when it comes to anything alien, let's just say I've been around the block a few times."
"Fine. You're on a trial basis, any and all work that you do is under my supervision. Understood?"
"Completely. One problem though."
Jack inwardly kicked himself, why did he say yes to her, "What is it?"
She blushed and opened her mouth a few times before she spoke, her protective confident mask slipping for the first time. "Well, ummm, you see, I've, uh, sorta been," she mumbled the last bit incoherently.
"Excuse me?"
Tears welled up in Abbie's eyes and she blinked them away. "I've been, ummm, traveling for a while now and-"
"You've got no place to stay," Jack asked softly. Abbie nodded. "Don't worry about it, we'll figure something out."