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Chapter 4: Back in the Rain
Eliza and Mark walked to the back door of the Electro. Mark was leaning on the wall, looking right and left for anyone who might see them, as Eliza was working on the lock. "I don't know if I should be impressed or scared of your hidden talents" He murmured, making her chuckle "Impressed. Always be impressed." She gazed up with a smirk, his glasses still perched on her nose, though her hat was left at home "Now hush"
The duo made their way inside, their guns out and gazing around warily. "I hear music" Mark murmured frowning "Piano music" He blinked twice, as she quickly took a left.
"Where are we going?" He whispered eyebrows rose "The Projection Room" She muttered, though they both stopped upon seeing Owen Harper checking the door.
He walked to the next one, jiggling with the door knob. With a frown, he banged on the door with the butt of his gun "Open up!" He shouted. Before he could start hitting the door again, it suddenly opened, the Ring Leader grabbing Owen's mouth and stepping out of the projection room slowly to the hallway.
Eliza's eyes widened and they both sprang into action, running in the door and hitting the Ghostmaker, making him stumble. Owen slowly slid down on the ground, gasping for breath. "Stay with him" Eliza told Mark as she started to run after the Ghostmaker who was trying to get away.
"The flask! He's got it!" She heard Ianto's voice shouting as she was steps before the ring leader. Gwen rushed to grab the flask, but the owner gripped Gwen, making her kneel and gasp for breath. Distracted by the kneeling woman, Ianto managed to grab the flask, running out of the Electro.
Eliza put her gun back in the holder, rushing out after Ianto, hot on his heels. Jack ran down the stairs, holding the hand-held camera "Gwen, are you alright?" he ran to the fallen woman, helping her on her feet "Oh, yeah"
"Are you ok?" Jack repeated checking her for any injury "Yes" Gwen insisted.
Mark helped Owen down the stairs in the lobby, the man still panting and gasping for breath. Jack shot them a side-way look, frowning at the stranger "Owen are you alright?"
Owen managed a short nod, though Mark grinned at Jack "Oh, don't worry, I'll take care of him. You go after the weird man"
With a nod, both Jack and Gwen rushed out, following where they thought Ianto went.
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Ianto continued to run down the street, turning and heading back to the warehouse, Jonathan's flat. With a glance behind, he saw Eliza, who was looking behind as well. Frowning, he started up the stairs to the building.
The Ghostmaker suddenly appeared behind Ianto, grabbing his shoulder. Ianto let out a yell and crumpled to the ground, making Eliza's head snap to him and her steps quickening. The Ghostmaker took the flask from Ianto, walking up the stairs.
Eliza grabbed the rail tightly, hovering her whole body over it and climbing after the Ring Leader. The two fought for the flask, though he managed to uncapped the flask first.
Jack arrived at the scene, already starting to film the Ghostmaker. Gwen rushed after him, looking wide eyed "No! Please!" Ianto pleaded, looking wide eyed as the Ring Leader tossed the flask in the air.
Eliza's eyes widened and she reached for the flask, managing to catch it, her thumb clasping over the mouth. The Ghostmaker growled and gripped her hand, making her cry out and crumble on the floor, though she cradled the flask, tightly and stubbornly covering the mouth.
Jack opened the camera and pulled the film out, ripping the film from the camera. The Ghostmaker's eyes widened. With a cry, his grip on Eliza fell, as he flashed and burned out like old movies.
Eliza's curled around the flask, gasping for breath and keeping the sliver bottle close, eyes close tightly. Ianto slowly climbed the stairs to the woman, kneeling by her and gently touching her shoulder. Turquoise eyes opened slowly blinking twice at him behind her glasses. "I saved them" she murmured, smiling tiredly at him as she revealed the flask, still clasped with her thumb.
Jack and Gwen slowly made their way up, Gwen with a cap for the flask, though she passed it to Ianto. "You can hear them" Eliza murmured, slowly holding the flask towards Ianto. He curiously pressed his ear to it, swallowing as he felt the eerie breaths coming from it. He quickly capped it, all four of them sighing in relief.
Mark and Owen ran to the scene, as the medic immediately made his way to the crumbled Eliza. After checking her as well as he could, Mark helped her up. With a soft groan, she leaned on him, smirking lazily "We did it"
Jack let out a laugh, his arm going around Ianto's waist and tugging him close "Yes we did" His grin fell slightly upon seeing the woman's familiar eyes "But who are you?"
Mark blinked twice, grinning at the man "Hello there" making Eliza moan and shake her head "Don't. Just, don't." Pouting, he looked down at her "I was just saying hello" she rolled her eyes but smiled at Jack "Good to finally meet you, Captain Jack Harkness. We have been trying to contact you for a while"
Jack's eyes narrowed "Explain" But Mark waved a hand dismissingly "After we return the last breaths to their rightful owner" Jack nibbled on his bottom lip but nodded, sighing softly "You go with Gwen and Owen. Ianto and I will take care of it"
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After a long walk towards the hotel where Eliza and Mark were leaving momentarily, Eliza let herself rest in the bed, sighing tiredly. Gwen sat in a nearby chair, though Owen crossed his arms and leaned on the door's frame. Mark offered a bottle of water to Eliza, which she gladly took it, sipping from it.
Half an hour filled with awkward silence and some small banter, Jack and Ianto made their way at the hotel. With crossed arms, Jack looked at the duo "All the victims are recovering. Now, please, explain"
With a sigh, Eliza got up and straightened herself, crossing her arms as Mark walked to the laptop, typing something. He turned the monitor to the Torchwood 3 group, revealing the Torchwood emblem.
"My name is Elizabeth Hale and he is Mark Chase, head archivist and alien expert of Torchwood 4" Eliza softly replied, making Jack and Ianto's eyes widened "Last of Torchwood 4" Mark shrugged sadly.
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Tosh is typing quickly at the computer, eyes glued on the screen "I'm gonna try and divert power from the auxiliary source back to Turnmill. If that works, I can talk you through restoring the coolant system."
Gray approached Tosh from behind, pointing the gun at her. Before he could press the trigger, a cold barrel is held on the back of his head "Don't" Eliza's voice is cold and low, eyes glaring at him. Tosh's eyes widened and she turned to look at the two, gasping softly upon seeing Gray's gun.
He slowly raised his hands, eyes trained in front of him. "Tosh?" Owen called through the comm. "Continue, Tosh. I'll take care of him" Eliza murmured, and with a nod from the computer genius, she continued to walk Owen through the program.
In a minute of foolish calmness, Gray quickly turned around, rocking the gun out of her hand. The two fought for dominance over the other gun, barrel pointed to the roof.
Tosh turned around just as a shot ran through the Hub. She let out a scream, a thud noise filled the Hub. "Tosh!" Owen cried through the comm.