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All is revealed after a big battle, Shorter than the last few chapters, but ENJOY
Rachel was lost in the black, in the dark. Then one solitary noise re awakened her senses.
A sigh.
Her senses kick started into action. The cause of the sigh was to her right, she could now hear footsteps as well. Something was cold and hard against her back, she was lay down, her eyes still closed all her others senses branching out trying to orientate herself. She could smell lots of metal and water, her sensitive ears could hear resonance meaning they were probably under ground.
The Hub the demon whispered finally waking up as well. The footsteps got nearer and then Owen's voice called out,
"Autopsy on patient 1342, aka Captain Rachel Falcon, time of…" his sentence was interrupted as Rachel bolted upright.
"No, no no no, no autopsy, I'm not dead!"
"You were!" Owen yelled in shock, stepping back, Rachel at this point realised she had no clothes,
"Ok, I'm nude not dead." she put a hand to her heart, it was steadily beating, then put two fingers to her neck and felt the rhythmic beat.
Owen passed her a thick blanket which she covered herself with a jumped off the table, Owen still hadn't said anything. Rachel leant over, grabbed the stethoscope of the table and put it on her chest above her heart beat. She handed him the earpieces, he slowly put them in and heard her heart beating. He then took her wrist, and started counting under his breath as her pulse beat steadily.
"You were dead," Owen said still slightly shocked.
"I probably was," she smiled at Owen's confused face,
She nodded for him too put the stethoscope back in, and she lowered the chest piece to her right hip, Owen could hear a second heart beat, faster than a normal humans.
"I forgot," he said shaking his head and smiling. "Good trick,"
"Yeah, one gets a rest while the other does the work then demonic blood starts the reboot," she smiled. "Got me out of a few situations," she grinned, "Clothes would be nice,"
Oh, right yeah. Hey, Ianto!" Owen shouted.
"Yeah…oh my god!" Ianto exclaimed, as he saw Rachel stood there wrapped in a blanket.
"Your not dead," he muttered.
"Well Done," Rachel said sarcastically. "Need my clothes back though,"
"Right yeah," he laughed shaking his head in disbelief.
He returned with a box, and handed it over. As Rachel was dressing she looked down at the cuts, gashes and bruises that were scattered over her body. She concentrated for a minute then Owen watched as her skin closed back together, leaving her with scar lines, where the gashes where with bruises surrounding them. As she had dressed she ambled back up to the main hub. Gwen and Toshiko greeted her,
She sat on the couch for a minute until Jack called down to her. He nodded up to his office, Rachel sighed.
No rest for the wicked
She stumbled up the stairs to his office and stood in the door way.
Jack's office was small, with just a desk with two wooden chairs, a small couch along the side and a hole in the ground that led to a small bedroom area. Jack was sat behind his desk, he pointed to the seat opposite. Rachel sat down. "Where's John?" she asked he was the only one she hadn't seen.
"On his way back. He went home when he thought you were dead. Obviously, your not." Jack stated.
"Obviously," Rachel smirked.
"Thank you," Jack said sincerely,
"What for?"
"Everything, fixing the car, saving us. All that,"
"I couldn't just leave 6 helpless humans to their own devices, even if you save the world on a regular basis,"
"You're a good fighter," he said,
"I've got to be," Rachel said bluntly, "If you can't get out of a scrap, you get caught,"
"I was thinking, maybe we could use a field agent like you,"
"Are you offering me a job?" Rachel smiled,
"Interested?" jack asked raising an eyebrow,
"You know I don't think I've ever made an honest living out of anything,"
"Not too late to start, your only 18,"
"19" Rachel corrected.
"19, still. Always a fresh start. We could use a mechanic as well, and I'm sure you know a lot about different species if you grew up in the Vegas Galaxies."
"Alright, I don't see why not."
"There will be some precautions, you know with you being alien."
"Part alien, but yeah," Rachel smiled. So did Jack,
"Good to have you on board, Ms. Falcon," Jack joked.
"That's Captain Falcon," she grinned, that's when john walked in, Rachel twisted in her seat to see him, his clothes and hair damp with rain. His eyes furious,
Jack stood, "I'll just leave you two here," he muttered slightly awkward leaving the room.
"Hi," Rachel smiled with false bravado.
John didn't say anything. Rachel ran her hand through her hair.
"I told you I could do it," she smiled slightly, her smile dropping when john's face didn't change.
"Please don't hate me," she mumbled. John strode across the room and pulled her into a crushing kiss. His tongue forcing her mouth open, as she felt his hot breath inside her mouth, his tongue exploring every inch as she did the same to him, tasting the gorgeous unique taste that only he had, he broke the kiss first, leaving both of them breathless.
"How could I hate you, I'm just glad your bloody alive," he murmured kissing along her neck his hands wrapping around bringing her closer to him.
"I had to watch you die," he growled, "And I couldn't do anything to stop it, because you knocked me out, which made us get caught."
Rachel pushed against him slightly so there was a gap between them, Rachel looked up into his emerald eyes,
"John, I had too. You'd have never let me go."
"It doesn't matter, your fine, their gone. Your all mine," he mumbled kissing her again.
"And I now work for Torchwood." she whispered after their passionate kiss.
He pulled her into another kiss this time slower less urgent but even more passionate,
"Now I get to take care of you," he growled. Kissing her whilst pressing her against the wall, she could feel how hard he was through his jeans.
"John we can't" she moaned trying to resist John was never going to happen but she could try,
"Why not?" he murmured against her neck, hand exploring everywhere he could reach.
"because…we are in your boss's office,"
"He's your boss too, now." he whispered. His hands now trailing up her shirt.
He hitched her leg around his waist, catching her lips in a kiss.
He picked her up and placed her on jack's desk. Her tail swept across it making all the papers and gizmos to tumble to the floor. John pushed her down and slowly lifted her top over her head. Revealing a black laced bra.
Kissing down her neck and along her collar bone, her kept moving south wards. His nimble hands twisting round her back, expertly undoing the clasp. That's when he went to work kissing along her breasts, raking his tongue across her hard nipples causing her breath to hitch in her throat.
"john…ah, we …" no coherent words forming no matter how hard she tried to think, she couldn't. She just wanted more. John started moving lower leaving kisses along her stomach. He slowly started undoing the buttons along her leather pants. Kissing and nibbling at the base of her belly button. Torturously slowly they were finally discarded with the rest of her clothes.
John admired the black lace thong she was in. His hands along her waist he entwined his fingers around the thong and with a light tug pulled it down her legs. Then he let his fingers do the work, rubbing gently at Rachel's wet folds, causing her to moan loudly.
"Do you want me to stop," he crooned, slipping his index and middle finger inside of her roughly. Rachel let out a shout,
"Oh ! God… John," she growled,
"You didn't answer my question," he smirked, pulling his fingers out and then back in again.
"Ah, no…fuck no, never stop," her head arching backing in pleasure. Grabbing either sides of the desk, feeling it splinter in her hands.
John's fingers pulled out of her and gently rubbed against her clit. A growl of ecstasy ripped up her throat.
"Please…oh, please john," she moaned wanting more.
"What. What do you want" he purred in her ear catching her lips in a passionate kiss.
"I want.. You. Now, oh fuck. Fuck me now Captain," she only resorted to calling him captain because she knew how much it turned him on when she used his false title.
He slowly undid his belt, as Rachel leaned up to watch. His jeans quickly followed with his under wear.
"What was it you wanted me to do," he snarled. Rachel stood and strolled to him, waggling her hips seductively. John smirked at her.
"Kneel to your Captain," he said as he pushed her into a kneeling position, in front of his fully erect member. She raked her tongue along it. Kissing and sucking lightly before she took the whole thing into her mouth, she smiled as John let out a throaty moan. Minutes later Rachel could feel john was on edge, his moans becoming louder, and his hands entwined in her hair as he bucked his hips into her face, Rachel stopped, much to John's displeasure,
"Naughty Boy," she purred. "Trying to finish when you're the one whose meant to be taking care of me."
She stood, kissing along his abs, chest, throat until he dragged her lips to his, "How rude of me," John mumbled, looping her legs around his waist and ramming her up against the desk. She could feel his dick on the innards of her thigh. He grazed her entrance, making her shout out.
"John, ah… please,"
"Beg," he growled laying her back against the desk.
"Please, oh god …Fuck me now, please John."
"As you wish," he crooned as he thrusted into her with a moan, she bucked her hips at the aggression of the entry, yelling out.
He started off slow dragging it out, making Rachel give of slow throaty moans,
"You want it harder, don't you angel?" he smirked.
"Oh… Shit, fuck yes, more…faster." she panted between moans.
He picked up the pace his own moans now matching hers,
Rachel's eyes rolled back and her back arched as she came with a yell of John's name. john felt her walls contract around his member causing him to arrive as well. Thrusting forward a couple more times he collapsed on top of her, positioning himself next to her they both lay on jack's desk.
"See, now if you get in trouble and jack wants to talk to you in here all you will be able to do is think about me fucking you on his desk."
"What makes you think I'm going to get into trouble?" Rachel asked incredulously. Getting up and pulling her clothes back on.
"Well, you broke his desk," John said, pulling off a handful of wood.
"Actually I weakened his desk you broke it just now." Rachel said smugly.
John threw the piece at her, she caught it realising it fit her hand shape perfectly.
John smiled, "Don't try and cover it up, I am pretty sure they heard you." he smirked. Getting up from the desk,
"Yeah well, I'm going to steal all your clothes." she said simply and grabbed his clothes and ran out of the office closing and holding the door shut.
She turned to see the whole torchwood team staring up at her. She blushed slightly but carried on.
"Jack, do you know you have a naked man in your office."
Jack let out a laugh, "I do now," Rachel dumped all john's clothes bar his jacket, as she let go off the door and with a powerful beat of her wings, gliding into the air, john burst through the door gathered the clothes off the floor and glared at Rachel, who was hovering metres away. John pulled on his jeans, and yelled,
"Oi, get back here and give me that!" pulling his shirt back over his head.
Rachel laughed at him, "Make me."
"So she's the new team member?" Owen asked Jack. Watching Rachel glide along the hub with john's red jacket.
"Yeah," Jack nodded, laughing.
"At least it'll make torchwood a bit more fun," laughed Tosh, as Rachel dodged an angry MyFanwy.
"Are you saying we're boring," laughed Ianto. Rachel landed next to Gwen, panting slightly.
"You alright?" Gwen asked smiling.
"I won't be if he catches me," Rachel grinned mischievously,
"Why," Owen asked.
"Your guard dog ripped his coat." Rachel said holding up the coat that had a tear under the sleeve.
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