Well, here's the next chapter! i apologise for anything you find confusing etc, etc, but it will become clearer as you keep reading. this one is dedicated to my little sister, one of my best reviewers who is stuck at home ill at the moment- in hope that it will cheer her up!

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Jack gripped the back of his chair firmly to steady himself. It had been a really long night; and his day was just about to get even worse.

"Jack?"

Jack looked up from the stain on the floor he had been concentrating on. Ianto stood by the doorway on crutches nervously twiddling his thumbs.

"I was wondering….did you want me to…" Jack could see that the young Welshman was desperately trying to fight off the urge to cry- and Ianto hardly ever cried openly; almost as little as Jack himself did.

"Did you want me to c-call the others up and…"

Jack held a finger to his lips to silence him and walked slowly over. He folded Ianto into his arms and felt him sag against him.

"We'll be fine Yan," whispered Jack softly- "We really will."

"Yea…" mumbled Ianto into Jack's chest. "I'll go get the others up- they need to know."

Jack nodded reluctantly. "You're right. Bring them up and let's get this over with."

Ianto prised himself out of Jack's firm grip and made his way slowly hobbling back down towards the main section of the hub.

"Gwen?" he came up behind the brunette and softly touched her shoulder. She span round in her chair and smiled at him.

"What's up sweetheart?"

"Jack needs to speak to us…" Ianto trailed off. "He says it's urgent."

Gwen nodded. "I'll be right up."

Ianto spotted Owen staring at him from the corner of his eye and he nodded shortly at him. Owen grimaced and walked towards Jack's office, dragging Tosh behind him.

Ianto didn't particularly want to be present at such a meeting so instead he turned and hopped into the kitchen to make some coffee. He had a suspicion that the team would need more than decaf after this.


Jack leaned slowly on his desk and surveyed the team with a sad expression.

"It is more than likely that Torchwood will be shut down in the next twenty-four hours," he whispered softly. "I'm sorry…"

Gwen let out a short burst of shocked laughter. "Is this supposed to be some kind of sick joke?!" she cried angrily.

"No it's not a joke…"

"I need some fucking coffee…" muttered Tosh, "Where the FUCK is Ianto with the coffee?"

"Here, Here!" rushed Ianto, hobbling in- looking just a tiny bit scared. The team rushed at him so forcefully grabbing mugs from the tray he was carrying that if Jack had not been there to catch him he would have been a heap of limbs and crutches.

"Let's not take it out on Ianto, okay…?" Jack muttered angrily, heaving him back onto his feet.

"Yea you're right Jack, it's you we should be taking this out on!" yelled Gwen angrily, "What the fuck happened?!"

"Hey!" protested Owen, who had up until that moment stayed in the corner keeping quiet. "It's not his fault alright?!"

"Thank-you Owen…" Jack smiled at him gratefully. "The reason…the reason that Torchwood may be shutting down is because…because of Saeth."

Everyone turned to look at Ianto, who grimaced sheepishly and shuffled out of the room, a terrified expression plastered onto his face.

"Saeth…somehow got her memory back," continued Jack with a sad sigh, "and decided to broadcast it last night on public television."

Tosh seemed to almost laugh with relief. "Is that all?" she exclaimed, seeing the confused expressions of her colleagues. "Well, they're not exactly going to believe her that we catch aliens are they?! I mean, think about how Rhys reacted when you first told him Gwen?"

Gwen nodded, looking happier now. "He didn't believe me at all…" she gabbled. "Said I was nuts!"

Jack held up a hand to silence them. "Unfortunately, that wasn't the case this time," he groaned inwardly to himself and shook his head. "UNIT called earlier today…we have twenty-four hours…and that's the truth."

"Twenty-four hours to what exactly?!" demanded Owen angrily.

Jack folded his arms across his chest. "Leave…"

Silence ensued. Until…

"Jack!" Ianto's voice called up from his desk. "You need to see this…Now!"

Jack jumped up and ran round his desk and down the stairs, the others following at a safe distance. He ran over to Ianto and place a hand on his shoulder.

"What's up?"

Ianto pointed at the CCTV cameras. "Look at this…"

Just outside the hub, leading straight into the tourist office, was a very long queue of men women and children. The team could hear them shouting something but they couldn't make out what.

"Shit…" gasped Gwen. "What'd we do now?"

Jack turned to Ianto. "Yan, get up to the tourist office- get rid of them. I don't care what you tell them- tell them the entrance is in Paris for all I care- just not here, understood?"

"Yes sir!"

"Tosh, I need you to run a full CCTV scan of the entire area- make sure there is no-one else trying to get into my hub, immediately."

"Got it,"

"Owen, Gwen, go outside via the 'tourist entrance' so they don't see you, get Rhys, Andy and Yestin- we're gonna need all the help we can get with this one. Then, meet me back here in two hours ready to leave!"

"Jack, what exactly are we gonna do?"

Jack grinned at them, hands on hips. "We're gonna fake our own deaths…"


:O what do you think of that then?

next chapter sees: Pterrodactyl flying and one of the team stepping way out of line.

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