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Gwen had a cup of coffee in her hand as she went down the stairs.

She knocked on the glass of torchwood's latest prisoner. The girl looked up and gave her a weak smile. Gwen opened the door and walked in giving the girl the cup.

"Cheers," the girl mumbled.

"Your welcome. If you don't mind me asking, what happened."

Rachel let out a short laugh,

"Boss not tell you? You lot put me in the hell hole, you ever been?"

"Just once."

"Did you see the maximum security Ward?"

"No"

"That's where your organisation put my family. Locked up and pumped full of drugs. Like that's going to make them better."

"I'm sorry." Gwen said, full of sympathy.

"Don't be, 's not your fault. Anyway I got pissed off, took it out on your boss."

"He wants to see you."

"Great, do you know what he's going to do?"

"No, sorry."

"Should be fun." Rachel smirked as she stood up. Fighting back a hiss of pain. That's when Jack, Ianto and John came down.

"Weapons," said jack as Ianto came forward with a tray. Rachel let out a sigh, and took off her belt, then her hat.

"Coat," murmured John.

Rachel glared at him.

She took off her long coat and through it at him.

"That it?"

"Well the rest are sort of attached to me." she murmured. Her tail twitching.

"Come on," said jack leading the way with ianto. John stayed at the same pace as Rachel. Limping along behind. Jack led Rachel along to a small room, it had just a table, two wooden chairs and a bare bulb. The walls were very high up, giving the impression of being at the bottom of a well. On one of the walls was a huge mirror. Rachel turned away from it. John and Ianto left, leaving Jack and Rachel alone.

"Cosy," Rachel remarked.

Jack simply sat opposite her.

They sat in silence for what felt like eternity.

"You broke my car," said Jack.

"I'll fix it,"

"How are you going to do that?"

"I can get into a Tular warship, disable the alarm and take off in two minutes flat. I'm a good mechanic." Rachel said smugly.

"What are you going to do with me?" Rachel asked a little worried.

"Well, we're going to get Owen, our doctor, to make sure you're ok. Then you need to fix my car. After that we'll see. I don't think john will let us send you away. You've got him wrapped around your little finger, Fawks."

"Rachel," she said

"What?"

"My name is Rachel. Captain Rachel Falcon"

"Oh, well. Welcome back to earth Rachel."

Rachel let out a whistle,

"Whoa, roomy." she murmured. Taking in the hub. John came to her. Wrapping his arm around her waist, and leading her to the autopsy bay.

They went down the steps and Rachel saw the slim man with black hair in his scrubs. She stopped walking.

"What's wrong?" asked John. The doctor looked confused as well.

"Are you dead?" she asked the doctor.

"Yeah,"

Rachel shrugged, "alright then, I just thought I was loosing my sense of smell."

"You going to be ok?" John asked.

"I got it," she leant over to give him a kiss. John went back into the main hub as Rachel sat on the steel table.

"You seemed very relaxed, considering everything." Owen said.

"You've been through a lot today, any normal person would have gone into shock,"

"Yeah well, I've been in worse situations and I'm not exactly a normal person." Rachel smiled

"I'll say so. Do you mind?" he asked walking round behind her to get a better look at her wings.

"Not at all." she said. She fully opened her wings, they were at least 6 foot across.

She could hear Owen mumbling in amazement to himself. He put his hand on one of them. She immediately tensed up.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise."

He was feeling the texture of the outside of them. He ran his hand down the length of it and then touched the inside of her wing. He ran his finger along one of the folds. Rachel giggled.

Owen looked up at her,

"That tickles," she smiled.

"Take your top of,"

"Excuse me," she said in mock horror. She took it of. Revealing all the scar lines and bruises.

"I've only just met you and you've got me half naked and lay on your table," she chuckled, sat there in her bra.

"Don't worry, I'm dead, not much I could do anyway,"

He was stood behind her now interested, in the join where her wing met her skin.

Owen was amazed, he had never seen anything like her in all his years of torchwood. Her wings were such a weird texture. On the outer side they were hard and leathery rough.

But on the inner side they appeared to be covered in a kind of down, the were soft and supple, and from her reaction when he touched it, a lot more sensitive.

Now he was staring at her back, where wing met skin, the wings seemed to be attached either side of her spine, where shoulder blades would normally be. He ran his fingers along the join, there were no marks, it looked like she was born like that. And she was so warm. Warmer than a normal human. He accidentally brushed his fingers along her spine, she let out a rasp, and spines erupted down her spine.

"Whoa," Owen murmured. Stepping back as they sunk back into her skin.

"Sorry, just don't stroke my spine." She said.

"Yeah, what was that." Owen asked, curious.

"The demon. My back is kind of sensitive. It's kind of demon central."

"You were human, yeah?"

"Yes, until I was six."

"Then what happened?"

"Your rift made me like this," Rachel said bluntly.

"If you had the choice would you get rid of it?"

"No, it's made life too fun" she smirked. "Can I go yet?"

"I just need to run a few tests,"

"Needles," she muttered under her breath.

"Jack almost killed you, and your more scared of needles."

She nodded, and looked away as he took a blood sample. Then he took a skin sample.

"There your done,"

"Thank you Dr. Harper," she smiled pulling her top back on.

"Your Welcome."

***

It was half an hour later that Rachel was still working on the SUV, meanwhile, there was a team meeting in the board room.

"What have we got Owen?"

"She's something completely new jack. We've never seen anyone like her., it's weird. She's like the perfect half way from human and possibly the strongest thing we might have to face."

"Is she dangerous?" asked Gwen.

"That depends how you treat her," said John, who was looking incredibly bored.

"What do you mean?" asked Jack.

"Treat her good, she'll do the same. Treat her bad, she'll do worse." said john.

"What does her bloods show," Tosh asked Owen. He pulled up the readings.

"They are the weirdest thing of all, a slightly higher iron count. Her temperature is a full 10 degrees hotter than us, she has also got two hearts, four lungs and some alien organs that I have no idea what they do but that's not the weirdest.

If you run adrenaline through her blood, it all changes all her cells mutate and it gives the appearance that she's on steroids, her blood count also doubles.

On top of that she doesn't have any white blood cells, but her red blood cells contain these anti-toxins that kill anything foreign. If we could duplicate them, we'd have the cure to every disease known to man. I'm talking, cure to cancer, flu, polio, Aids. Everything. Also her skin can regenerate itself, rapidly if necessary.

She could be the magic bullet."

"Why do you think she's scared of needles now. Why she dreads getting caught by any organisation that knows about alien life." said John.

"They would experiment on her," said Ianto quietly.

"That will be what she thought we were going to do," murmured Gwen.

Rachel was lay underneath the jacked up SUV, she was lay on a skate board so she could roll from underneath easily.

She was humming a random tune, her tail tapping along to the rhythm. When suddenly someone stood on it.

"OWW!" she yelled out sitting up then smacking her head on the base of the car.

Mumbling under her breath she pulled herself from under the car to see who it was,

A small Asian woman who was looking incredibly sorry held out a mug of coffee.

"Sorry,"

"No problem," murmured Rachel, rubbing where her tail had been stood on.

"Captain Rachel Falcon," she said taking the coffee.

"Toshiko Sato, I'm really sorry about your…tail?"

Rachel laughed. "Yeah, tail and wings. You should try one day in my life. Clinically Insane,"

Tosh smiled "I know the feeling."

"No offence but all you lot seem to do is bring me coffee, don't you have work to do?"

"At the moment, no. you're the big news."

"Always am."

"How's the car?"

"A lot better, I'm modifying it." Rachel said. Then she caught the worried look on the woman's face.

"No, don't worry it will be perfectly safe."

"I'll have to take your word for it. We're having dinner in a bit would you like to join us?"

"My pleasure,"

***

Rachel was sat next to john gobbling down Chinese, she couldn't look up because everyone was staring at her. Waiting for her to tell her story. She wasn't going to. Only john, her and the people who had raised her knew everything. Right down to the dream she had every night.

"your car is almost done," she said to jack breaking the silence.

"Oh, right yeah."

"You had so much crap in the engine, I've no idea how it got there. I've took the majority of it out but you might need some you'll have to come with me and have a look."

"Ok," he said the table went back into silence.

"Where are you going tonight?" John asked her.

"What, I…uh." she looked up at jack.

"Can she come home with me?" John asked.

"Uh…yeah, I guess," jack answered. "You've got to be in tomorrow though. Both of you,"

They finished dinner and Rachel went back to the garage. Jack followed her down.

"There is only one thing that I don't know what it is," she said showing him the blackened lump of metal.

"What the hell is that?" Jack asked just as confused.

Rachel shook her head, "I have no idea. But it bloody hurts when it falls on you." she chuckled. She threw it lightly for him to catch and as he was looking at it, she finished the car. As she closed the bonnet with a slam.

"There, done. And now it should be faster, handle better and I've sorted out the breaks. You must slam your foot down hard. The plates were almost in pieces. What is going to happen to me?" she asked the mood changed completely.

Jack looked up, he could see that behind her mask. Her eyes were sparkling with fear. It was then that he noticed her golden eyes, how they smouldered and shimmered. And how if the light caught hem just right they would glow. She blinked breaking his trance.

"I don't know," he whispered.

John walked in.

"You ready to go," he asked kissing her on her head.

"Can I have my hat back? It's got my stuff in it,"

"Yeah, let me go get it."

Rachel let out a sigh,

"you alright love," john asked, pulling her into a hug.

"Yeah, just been a long day,"

Jack came back with her hat, handed it over.

"Have a good night," he smirked, his voice full of innuendo.

"And I will see you both tomorrow,"

Rachel placed her hat on and left with john.

Jack made his way back into the hub, the rest of the team had gone home except ianto.

He strolled purposely towards him and placed a passionate kiss on his lips. As he pulled away Ianto noticed there was something wrong.

"What's wrong Jack?"

"What are we going to do with her?"

"We'll figure it out," he said pulling jack back into his loving embrace.

***

"So, how many welsh girls and boys have had their hearts broken here," Rachel chuckled. As she sat on the couch with a glass of wine. John sat next to her and cuddled up,

"Just a few," he smirked.

"A few here meaning the majority of Wales then."

"Yeah," he nodded honestly.

"How long has it been, for you?"

Not needing to ask what she meant john answered,

"About 1 and a half, what about you,"

"Nearly three-ish. I don't really keep track of time,"

"No," he smiled.

"What happened to you,"

"Time agency got me, threw me in some rehabilitation place."

"Sex, Drugs, Drink,"

"And Murder."

"You went to Murder rehab," she laughed,

"It didn't work, any way went back to what I was doing with you, mischief. Wasn't anywhere near as fun without you," he whispered pulling her into a kiss. When they broke for breath John asked what happened to her.

"I landed on some island, no idea when or where I was. There was this power station. No longer running and that was it. I was there till I came here."

"How did you get back,"

"No clue, but the price on my head must have gone up, the Ragoras started showing up."

"Shit, really?"

"Yeah, at least 4, I was trying to avoid one when I landed here."

"Well, there gone now. Your home, I won't let anyone hurt you. Ever." he purred.

"Oh john," Rachel murmured, leaning against him, "I missed you so much. Bet you didn't miss me at all? All those other species." she joked.

"Yeah, all those other species and I still couldn't find anyone or anything that could shake up my world like you do," he growled in her ear, letting his teeth graze along her ear lobe. She turned her head catching his lips in a kiss,

"Rachel," he whispered to her mouth. Looping his arms around her waist and rolling himself on top of her. He broke the kiss picking her up and strolling towards a door. Presumably the bedroom. He kicked the door open with his foot, and marched in. laying her down on the king sized bed. She looked around the bed letting her fingers feel the black silk sheets.

She let out a laugh,

"Black Silk, really?" she teased,

"On what Torchwood pays why not?" he said rhetorically.

Stripping down to just his boxers, he then grabbed at Rachel's boots, tore them off, he lay next to her in the bed, kissing her, she felt his hands slide under her top, undoing her bra, and removed both of them at once they joined john's clothes on the floor. He started moving down, his hands massaging her breasts in a circular motion while he was kissing down her neck. Making her moan.

He bit down near the base of her neck, causing her to yell out.

"oh…john!"

He carried on moving downwards. Taking her left nipple in his mouth as his left hand carried on massaging the neglected one as his right hand went down to undo her trousers.

By now Rachel was practically purring.

"lower…" she whispered as her back arched to his touch.

John smiled as he sent kisses along her stomach. When he got to her belly button he nibbled lightly, before finally taking her trousers off. Her kissed along her abdomen, admiring the red and black lace panties she was in.

Unfortunately they didn't last long against john's greedy hands. The remains fluttered to the floor.

Rachel let out a shout as she felt john's tongue inside her. Then it was replaced with his fingers as he took her clit into his mouth, raking his tongue across causing Rachel to give out a throaty moan. She was on edge when he stopped. John got back to eye level and laughed at the groan of disappointment she made.

"I want to see your eyes change when you come," he growled. "and I can hardly do that down there now can I?"

He rolled back on top of her, not letting his weight crush her. And he pulled her into a bruising kiss.

She broke the kiss with a yell when he entered her. Bucking her hips uncontrollably.

"Shit… oh god , John." she moaned as he trusted into her harder.

She entwined her hands in his hair pulling him into a burning kiss of raw passion.

She was almost gone, they both knew it. Rachel clung to the black sheets as john went faster.

"john…I'm gonna," she moaned. John pulled the mask from over her face. As she came.

Normally a complete loss of control for Rachel was terrifying. But with the amount of pleasure rocking through her body, she couldn't care less. Her eyesight went from normal to intensified to dull and then back to normal.

From John's perspective her eyes were flashing different colours, as her walls clenched and un-clenched around his member her eyes changing from golden to demonic blue to moss green then back to gold. She ripped off her left glove and placed it along the back of his neck, puling him into a kiss as john felt Rachel's pure undiluted bliss. Which caused him to go over the edge. With a yell he shot his seed into her. A couple more thrusts and he collapsed on top of her rolling over dragging her on to his chest. She went to pull her glove back on but john stopped her. Instead taking her other off. Rachel's eyes rolled back as she felt his pleasure on top of her own.

"That," he muttered. "I never feel like that with any one else but you."

Rachel let out a low moan and rolled onto her back pulling her gloves back on. Chucking the mask on the floor.

"Now I get why you've got silk sheets," she mumbled.

John raised an eyebrow.

"When your getting fucked, it feels phenomenal on your skin," she panted.

She clambered into the covers and patted the space next to her. John simply smirked and climbed in next to her. Cuddling up. Rachel let out a yawn,

"Night john," she crooned, "Love you."

"Night Angel, love you more." he said smiling as Rachel's breathing slowed into snoring.

John closed his eyes.

There were four men stood in any empty space. One was huge, his knuckles and arms seemed to be made of metal, like armour. There was a smaller young man, in karate gowns, another more middle aged. He was in army clothes. Grenades and guns on his person, the last one was older, samurai swords across his back.

A silver shield fell from the sky, it was getting closer as it did the detail could be seen, on the shield was an eye with a knife through it. It kept coming closer, it knocked Rachel back cutting out the light she was being crushed in the pitch black, in the nothingness. Rachel could hear screaming,

Rachel jumped up, the screaming stopped. It had been her, she shook her head as a light came on. Rachel looked around disorientated,

John hugged her around the waist pulling her back against him.

"Shh…it's ok. It's alright, I'm here. It was a dream, just a dream," he whispered.

Rachel leaned against him.

"yeah, John I think the Ragoras are coming to get me."

"Why do you think that?"

"That's how my dream started,"

"There's only one way the Ragoras could get here and that's the rift we can keep an eye on it. I won't let them hurt you. don't worry, you'll be fine."

He said kissing her.

They both fell back to sleep.

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