A/N: I am sooo sorry for not updating sooner! I have been absolutely swamped with homework, and just had Midterms. Not to mention softball tournaments. Hopefully I can get the next part up soon! I hope you like the cliffhanger! Please review!

Gracie leaned back in her chair across from her friend Jane. Jane was the only person Gracie was really close with; she was her only friend. The two of them were sitting in a low key Cafe just outside Roald Dahl Plass eating dinner. Having just finished eating; they were now engaged in conversation. Gracie spoke first, "It is a pleasant evening."

"Even more pleasant for you. I hear you just got promoted. How cruel of you to leave me working the cases all alone. "

"Thanks for your support Jane."

"Aww, Gracie! You know I think its wonderful news!" Gracie was just about to respond when they heard a long, loud scream come from not too far away. Jane cried out and both of them instinctively jumped from their seats. They rushed toward the sound, but before they could get there, they encountered a hairy, pointed toothed, creature... "What is that?" Jane cried. Gracie stood completely frozen to the ground. She remembered that creature from her first visit to Torchwood. First day on the job and I already encounter a weevil. Somehow Gracie heard herself answer calmly, "It's a weevil."

"A what?!" Not even bothering to answer, Gracie took a bold step toward the creature. Before she could attack him though; he scampered away. Suddenly Gracie felt her phone vibrate. She pulled it out of her pocket and unlocked it. NEW TEXT MESSAGE. Gracie clicked on the message. The message read, NEED YOU TO COME TO WORK. Gracie turned to her friend and said apologetically, "I've got to go to work!" Jane looked puzzled, and answered with one word, "Now?" Grimacing, Gracie thought to herself, I hate one word questions. However, all she said in response was, "Yes, now!"

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Panting, Gracie arrived at the scene of the crime. The team had come in their vehicle, but since Gracie had been so close to the crime scene, she had just walked. The team turned and looked at her with cool as a cucumber expressions on their faces. Owen said flatly, "Oh, you're here."

"Yes, I am." The Captain broke in on their short conversation saying, "Here take this," while thrusting a black briefcase at her. Gracie looked quizzically at him before taking the briefcase from him. As a unit, they all advanced toward the crime scene. For some reason Gracie felt more comfortable walking in step with these people than she had felt in a long time. When they arrived at the body; the team took up their usual tasks. Ianto talked to the police officers about how long they would take, sorry for intruding, etc. Tosh took out her fancy tools and scanned the areas for any readings. Crouching by the body was Owen. The Captain and Gracie stood nearby. Owen looked at Gracie and gave her a half smile while nodding toward the briefcase she held. The Captain whispered to her, "Give him the briefcase."

"Oh," she bent over and set it down next to him. Owen opened it, revealing tons of medical tools inside; even ones Gracie hadn't seen before. Then he proceeded to check over the body. "The cause of death seems to be strangulation. There are claw marks here that match Weevil claws, Jack."

"It even smells like weevils. They have a very distinctive scent. Much like you, Gracie." I frowned, "Do I have a good or bad scent?"

"Good, you smell like strawberries and hard work."

"You smell like cologne and deep dark secrets." Owen coughed in the background to get their attention. They both turned and looked at him. Owen said tersely, "Guys! Back on the main point here, I believe we are looking at murder by weevil."

"Well then," said Jack, "We better catch the bastard."

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The team arrived back at the Hub, and immediately set about their tasks. Ianto helped Owen get the young, blonde, beautiful, female victim into the Morgue for closer inspection and then set about making his specialty coffee. Once that was done he called out to the team, "What do we want on our pizza today?" The Captain called back amiably, "Oh, you know, the usual: pepperoni, ham, pineapple, green pepper."

"The usual it is then," called back Ianto as he picked up the phone and called the pizza company. Tosh seated herself at her computer and began pulling up video footage of the surrounding area. Meanwhile, Owen began to investigate the body. The more he looked, the more he was sure that she was attacked by a weevil. There were the tell-tale scratch marks, the bite marks, and the usual amount of blood loss. Owen decided to that he had found enough to call down his Boss. "Jack!"

"Yes Owen?"

"I think you should see this!"

"On my way! Gracie, you're coming with me." Gracie gave him a look of incredulity and said, "I am going where?"

"You are bringing your sweet smile to the morgue with me." Gracie rolled her eyes and followed after her Boss. As soon as they arrived, Owen began talking, "I am sure she was killed by a weevil now. There are the bite marks, scratch marks, and loss of blood to prove it." As he said this he went through and pointed to each one. Gracie thought again about where they had found the body: not a block away from where she had been eating dinner. "Oh!" She suddenly called out with this realization. The Captain turned on her. Giving Gracie a heavy look he asked, "What?"

"I know for sure that this woman was killed by a weevil." Jack took a beat before asking tersely, "How?" Gracie gulped and continued, "Because my friend and I were eating dinner at a Café not too far from the crime scene. After we finished eating and had started talking we heard a woman scream. Jumping up, we both started to walk toward where we had heard the scream, only to come upon a weevil. I took a step toward it and it ran away. Then I got a text from you and rushed to that crime scene, never thinking that it could be the same one. I'm sorry Captain."

"When were you planning on telling me this?! It didn't even occur to you this might be the same one? Next time this happens you tell me right away, understand! I need to know that I can count on me team, that they will tell me when these things come up! The last thing I need is secrets from you on your first day!" The Captain was screaming now, and had taken a substantial step toward her until he was right next to her face. Gracie turned away in shame. How could I have not made this connection? Was all she could think. Before the situation turned worse they all heard Tosh's voice from above, "Guys, you need to see this!" The Captain turned slowly away from Gracie, his features set in a hard mask. Looking uneasily at Gracie, Owen turned after him. Upset, Gracie followed him. The group shortly arrived at Tosh's side. Turning around to make sure her audience was listening, Tosh began her presentation. She pulled up video footage of a group of weevils walking on a main street close to the crime scene. "There might be more weevils out then we think." Zooming in on a man standing near the weevils, Tosh continued, "This man might know more. I will download the address to the vehicle." The Captain nodded and gesturing at Gracie, while heading for the vehicle.

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The Captain sat in the driver's seat with a mute Gracie next to him. Finally Gracie broke the silence saying, "Captain, I am sorry about earlier. I can't believe I didn't make that connection sooner. I, I…" The Captain nodded and placed a hand on her shoulder. "We all make mistakes. I just need to know that you will come through when I need you to. I forgive you."

"Thank you. I would have hated to fail this job on the first day."

"It's a tough line of business, and that is why I need to be able to trust my team. Now, smile because you look prettier that way."

"You're much sexier when you are angry. You get that sort of authoritative air." They both smiled and the Captain pulled into the driveway of a neat brick house. There were some bushes in the front and a few trees. They got out and walked up to the front door, walking in sync and looking very much like a team. Gracie knocked and a man in about his early forties answered. "Hello, can I help you?"

"Yes," the Captain answered. "We need to know more about those strange creatures you saw this afternoon." Grimacing, the man shut the door behind him and walked outside toward them. Looking around for a brief second he continued, "I saw about four furry animals with long faces, sharp teeth, and claws walk out of a man hole for the sewers today. I thought I was just imagining things."

"No more came up after the four, right?"

"None that I saw. Of course I walked away shortly after." The Captain turned to Gracie and muttered, "Great. Just great. Now we have to look for four instead of one." Gracie turned to the man and politely said, "Thank you for your information." The man nodded and went quickly back into his house. The Captain and Gracie walked off his porch and headed toward the street. As they were walking the Captain turned to Gracie saying, "What was that for?"

"It is always good to be polite to a witness! We might need him for something else later."

"Right," the Captain looked a bit uncomfortable at not knowing this before, so he quickly changed the subject, "Hopefully it's only four that we have to find."

"I don't even know how to find one, let alone four." At this exact moment the two noticed that people were screaming and running in all kinds of directions. Weevils started popping up everywhere. First hundreds of weevils, then thousands, then tens of thousands. They flocked on every side of the pair, as far as the eye could see. Jack managed flatly, "The weevils have broken out."