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Finally Chapter 9.…enjoy!
Rachel yawned, leant back in her chair and groaned.
"What's up with you," Owen asked.
"This is incredibly boring," Rachel droned. "I thought it was meant to be exciting,"
Rachel had been working for torchwood for 3 weeks, and the most exciting thing that had happened was almost being mauled by a pack of weevils. And by Rachel's standard that was about as exciting as reading the newspaper.
"The rift has been surprisingly quiet," Tosh said,
"Maybe it's the calm before the storm," Ianto concluded. Coming round with coffee and biscuits. "Take one," Ianto told everyone sternly. Everyone doing as they were told bar John, who got caught,
"Put it back," John placed the chocolate digestive back on the plate mumbling under his breath. The tray was then placed in front of Rachel. As Ianto walked away Rachel chucked the chocolate digestive over to John, holding in her own hand bourbon whilst she was munching on a ginger nut.
"How did you do that?" Gwen asked.
Rachel smiled. "I am a universally wanted criminal, a spare biscuit isn't that hard to get." Ianto was on his way back from Jack's office Rachel quickly threw the bourbon over to Gwen who grabbed it and with nothing else to do shove it in her mouth, causing John, Tosh, Rachel and Owen to start laughing as Ianto walked past them his eyes full of suspicion.
"Oo…cunav…gotnen, ouble," Gwen mumbled her mouth full of biscuit.
"Sorry, what was that?" Rachel laughed. Gwen swallowed the remains of the bourbon, and repeated,
"You could have got me in trouble!" Gwen laughed.
"It's just Ianto what could he do,"
All of the team said, "Decaf,"
It dawned on Rachel that that could single handily bring down torchwood, Ianto kept everyone running, literally.
The rift alarm beeped on Tosh's computer. Tosh walked over to see,
"You know you were saying it's boring, well the storm has arrived." Tosh said in a solemn tone. Jack came down from his office,
"What's the problem Toshiko," he asked his voice more commanding,
"We've got a creature in M&S. A big one." Tosh pulled up the CCTV of the shop, it showed a huge alligator looking creature, it had moss green scales and appeared to be slimy.
"Come on, let's go," And the team rushed out the door bar Toshiko. Who pulled her com system on, and sat at her desk.
Rachel was in the large boot of the SUV as it sped round the corners,
"Feel free to drive like a maniac," Rachel muttered under her breath as she slammed into the side of the boot as Jack skidded into a parking space. Everyone was out and they stormed into the now deserted shop, the police had cordoned it off. And had been dismissed with one word, Torchwood.
They walked into M&S in a triangular formation, Jack at the point, Rachel and Owen at the back.
"Where is it?" whispered Jack.
"It is a massive crocodile thing, how can you lose it," Spat John.
Then there was a sinister hiss. The creature slithered into view, and swept it's tail at the Torchwood team, causing all the products to slide across the floor. Jack, John, Ianto and Owen went one way as Rachel and Gwen went the other. The Crocodile like creature was at least 15 foot long, it turned it's attention to the boys, hissing and growling opening its mouth in a threatening gesture. It went to bite down on Owen, who was pulled backwards by Jack, the creature stood on it's hind legs, sweeping it's clawed front hands at Jack. Rachel turned to Gwen,
"Stay here,"
"Wh…" Gwen started but Rachel had already ran to the creature and jumped on its back, climbing upwards towards its head. The creature fell back to all fours. And tried to take another bite at Jack. Rachel ran along its back jumped and landed hard on its muzzle. Slamming it closed.
"What are you doing!?" Jack yelled.
Rachel shrugged, "Improvising," she laughed as the creature rose back onto it's hind legs and shaking it's head it's mouth opening and closing, trying to shake Rachel off. She could hear gunshots as her team mates shot at the creature it was having no effect; its skin was too tough. The Croc tipped its head forward suddenly causing Rachel to slip backward, only her hands grabbing the creatures nose for support it opened its mouth, and tipped its head back then slammed its mouth closed, its teeth bit into the top of Rachel's legs. She let out a yell, and let go of its nose, falling into its mouth.
"No!" John screamed emptying his gun into the Croc. Owen wrapped his arms around John before he could run towards the dangerous creature, getting himself killed as well.
"Let… Go, of me!" He yelled, now struggling against Jack. The Creature let out a strangled noise, Gwen ran towards where Jack was as the creature fell backwards, its mouth open.
Jack looked at Gwen, "What did you do?" he asked looking at the creature, obviously dead.
"I… I didn't do anything," Gwen stammered confused. Ianto looked at the creature then he saw something at its stomach.
"Look!" Ianto alerted his team mates as a sword protruded from the Croc's stomach. It tore along the creatures flesh, as the contents of its stomach flooded into the store.
"Ugh," There was a voice from within as Rachel crawled from the tear in the Croc like creature's belly.
Jack's jaw dropped as all the others on the team were silent.
Rachel was covered in blood and a yellow substance that reeked.
She was holding her weight on her left leg but other than that she was fine.
"You didn't think you'd get rid of me that easy, did you?" She smirked. Then looked down at herself, "I could really use a shower," she said,
"Right yeah, John, take Rachel back to the hub, make sure she's ok. We'll clean up here." Said Jack, still looking at Rachel as if she were a ghost. Rachel limped towards the exit, as John walked over to help.
"That girl is incredible," said Gwen.
"Yeah, she's also insane." agreed Owen.
"Perfect for Torchwood, then," Ianto joked.
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Rachel stood in the shower; the temperature gauge at its highest, as she let the boiling water wash away the blood and god knows what else.
She opened her wings letting the water follow the contours of the leathery skin.
She hissed as the water ran across her leg, causing pain where the deep gashes were.
"You OK?" asked John, he was sat outside the cubicle waiting for her.
"Yeah," she lied.
"Don't lie," John retorted. He always knew when she was lying.
"Fine, No. My leg hurts."
"Let me see." He called his voice nearer.
"Hang on," she called. Turning the shower off, and grabbing a towel, wrapping it around her. She stepped out of the shower, and went to sit on one of the benches near the staff lockers. John went to hers and pulled out some spare clothes. Then a First Aid Kit.
"If it hurts I'm guessing it won't close up." John said.
"I haven't tried yet; I wanted it to be clean first." Rachel concentrated. The smaller cuts closed up but the deepest gashes on the top of her right thigh didn't, they just got a bit smaller.
"Typical, the ones that hurt the most don't go," Rachel murmured pulling her mask over her face.
John looked at her leg. "At the rate you heal there won't be any point to stitch it," He pulled out some bandages.
"So, exciting enough?" he asked sarcastically.
"Only just," Rachel smirked.
"So, when are you going to unpack your stuff? Because the flat is looking bare after all the room I've had to make for you," John stated.
"Is that your incredibly subtle way of asking me to move in with you," Rachel laughed.
"No, this is." he said pulling a key out off his pocket. Placing it in her hand and closing her hand around it.
"We're going to need the whole team to help unpack." Rachel nodded.
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"Ok, on 3. 1...2...3!"
Rachel tugged on her hat as John tugged on the trunk that clearly shouldn't fit in the hat. Jack, Gwen, Owen, Ianto and Tosh watched in amazement as the trunk finally was pulled out of the hat.
"How…" Gwen started.
"It's bigger on the inside," Rachel smiled as she fell back on the couch.
"Where did you get it?" Jack asked,
"A friend gave it to me. Careful with that."
John glared at Rachel as he put her trunk on its side.
"Is that everything?" Tosh asked. Looking at the trunk.
"I was on the run; I didn't have time for luxuries."
"That's all you've got." John growled. She pulled her beloved guitar from her hat. And then a guitar stand, placing the guitar by the door, she stroked her fingers down the neck.
"Okay, let's get started."
2 hours later….
"You may have forgotten too mention that your trunk is bigger on the inside, too." Owen growled his arms full of clothes as he wandered to the bedroom.
"Anyone for Coffee?" Ianto shouted from the kitchen.
There was an agreement for a coffee break. As the team made there way into the small kitchen, grabbed a cup, and wandered back into the lounge.
Rachel sank to the floor as did Ianto who came in last, as the rest of the team, sank into the sofa.
"What's that, Rach?" Gwen asked pointing to a small wooden box that was sat on top of an A4 sheet book.
"The book or the box?" John asked,
"Both," Jack said, now curious. Rachel crawled to the open trunk and pulled out both the small box and scruffy book. She wandered back and climbed onto John's knee. She passed the box over to Gwen, who opened it revealing a collection of sparkling gems, stones and metals.
"Whoa," Owen whispered.
Rachel passed the book over to jack who opened it up, it was a sketch book and the first picture was one of John, walking through the rain shirtless.
"You're really good," Ianto mumbled looking at the sketches over jack's shoulder as Owen was staring into the box of glittering stones.
The box was handed around and then put back, but the book was kept out looking at the various pictures. Aliens and humans, near the end the torchwood team. That was funny seeing the various snapshots that Rachel had caught on paper, Gwen staring off into space, Ianto obviously with a cup of coffee, Jack flirting with Tosh. Owen doing doctoring stuff, and constant doodles of john all over the place.
"Ianto is right you are really good at drawing," Tosh said, laughing at a picture of Owen in deep concentration.
"I had a lot of free time when I wasn't busy fighting for survival. There wasn't much too do during the day except get some food; we had a safe location so no one could raid us. That's what we would do, play music, tell stories, draw, write. There was a feeble attempt at trying to learn the native language; I gave up at that though,"
Rachel smiled. She turned some pages onto a picture that showed 5 people, 3 humans and two aliens, all boys.
"My boys," Rachel smiled. Pointing at the individuals the names reeling off, she paused at the last person, human, the oldest looking one there. "Gregory,"
"What happened to him?" Gwen asked.
Rachel shook her head, "nothing" she murmured, obviously lying but no one pushed it.
"Shall we finish up?" asked Owen. Looking at the almost empty trunk.
Team Bonding….aw!
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