So it's Gwen's first official day tomorrow, I've spent a large part of this afternoon clearing a space for her to work in and making sure all of her details had been logged onto the system, and that we have her I.D and swipe cards ready. I imagine her first day will be very different to my own, I mean after all, gone are the days that fetching something from the archives turned into a two day filing project. I have a feeling that she'll take very well to the action side of things, the way she coped with everything yesterday has proven that. But I also fear that she may be a little, how to put it… feisty? She just has that air about her, like she needs to be in control.

Some first day indeed, it was most certainly nothing like my own! For starters it turned out to be this evening and not tomorrow, there was a sighting of a strange 'meteor' (what turned out to be some form of space craft comprised of alien rock) crash landing about twenty minutes outside of Cardiff, and she was called in early. I stayed at the hub to track its flight pattern as the others met up with Gwen to investigate. Poor Gwen had a bit of a clumsy moment and somehow managed to release this alien gas creature from the rock, who took over the body of a girl. I imagine Owen gave her quite a bit of stick for that, but she has proven tonight that she is as feisty as I anticipated, so I imagine she gave as good as she got. Just before the team arrived back at the hub, I received a startling report, of a man who perished at a night club in the centre of town under more than unusual circumstances… Circumstances which I knew would cause the Captain to make more than a few suggestive jokes about when I reported my findings...

After retrieving the security footage from the club we were able to find out who she is, the girl who the alien has taken over. Carys her name is, only 20 years old. Tosh ran her face from the security footage through her programme, and found... wait for it... 119 matches, typical. So I offered to check through the rest "the old fashioned way, with my eyes". The captain laughed at that, recently I seemed to be trying to find ways to make him laugh.

I was surprised when Gwen brought up relationships, no one at Torchwood ever seems to talk much about personal lives, I suppose because none of us have much of one to speak of. It was her turn to be surprised when we, well the others, I was busy working, admitted to not having partners. I saw Tosh looking longingly over to Owen at this point, a gesture which made me feel so sorry for her, trapped in the height of unrequited love. I would have lied and answered no if I hadn't been busy, I'm glad that I was busy, I didn't want to have to lie about Lisa. Our relationship is so far from normal that I think it would have shocked her more than a lack of a girlfriend. I must admit though that I would have expected the Captain to have a girlfriend … or boyfriend or whatever. Owen has his theories that the Captain is gay; you should have seen the look on Gwen's face when he said that, I think she fancies him a little bit. I told her that I really couldn't care less, and I don't honestly, but it would be nice know a little more about our esteemed Captain. I was a little miffed when Gwen complained about the chinese; after all it was my treat, but I was curious as to what she meant when she told the Captain he had forgotten what it meant to be human. It got me thinking, perhaps he isn't human; nobody really knows anything about him, and he sometimes says things that sound so out of time. Oh and on a completely different note I will have to remember to erase the security footage of Gwen and Carys in the cell… Owen never changes and I just know if I let him keep it, it would be on the internet in seconds. Gwen doesn't deserve that, even if she did sort of cause this whole mess, it wasn't really her fault, and it is her first day after all.

I can't believe it, it seems like Owen has finally had a bit of pay back. I saw him wandering back up from the vaults to the main body of the hub stark naked, hand cuffs in tow. I somehow managed to refrain from making a jibe, or even laughing, both things I know he would have done had the roles been reversed. The bad side to things however, is that Carys managed to escape. She said she was losing. The alien inside had taken control. She took with her the hand in a jar; I had always wondered about that hand, the Captain seemed extremely protective of it.

Stupidly I said "Need me to do any attacking Sir?"

Why on earth would he need that? I am the most useless when it comes to self-defence, I haven't ever even fired a gun before, I'm not sure I could bear to. As predicted the Captain declined, and the team chased after her.

Luckily, the found her just in time and trapped the alien before it had a chance to claim another victim and use the energy to carry on living. Unfortunately however, it killed so many whilst it was still alive, all the families and friends that have lost people due to the selfishness of a cloud of gas. It would be comical if it wasn't so terrible. And the worst part is my job. 'Clearing up the mess'. Just as if those people were nothing more than the rat in the 'rat jam' experiment of Owen's. Find suitable bodies from the bank (I still don't want to question how Torchwood has a body bank!) and lie to all, no one will ever know the truth behind their deaths beside the five of us. Apparently, Tosh said that before the gas left Carys Jack kissed her, and made her glow. Literally glow. This has definitely added to my suspicions about the Captain.

I worked through the night sorting out suitable body matches, creating convincing cover stories and tracking down those who needed a dose of retcon to take away the last 48 hours. I worked from the tourist information office; I knew that the Captain would have protested to me staying late, so I was hiding from him. Not that he can talk though, he seems to spend his whole life here, I am becoming more and more convinced that he actually does lives here. Anyway, he came up to the tourist information booth at about 6.30 this morning to find me asleep, head resting across the keyboard of my computer; I had had approximately 40 minutes sleep at this point.

"Ianto" he said as he lightly tapped my shoulder trying to wake me. "Ianto" he said louder and this time I fully realised what was happening and woke up startled and embarrassed.

"Sorry Sir, I umm…"

"Did you stay working her over night?" He questioned.

It was no use making up excuses. "Yes Sir, but it was absolutely necessary, I've finished all of the clear up work from yesterday" I answered.

"I've told you before, you should stop working so hard, and more importantly stop calling me Sir!" He started in a slightly angry tone but was laughing by the end of the sentence.

I started laughing too. "Sorry Sir, force of habit, perhaps I'll grow out of it one day" Although I highly doubted that...

"Hopefully. You should go home and get a few hours' sleep and shower and change" He insisted

"No need Sir, I have a spare shirt and tie in my draw"

"You really are prepared for everything aren't you Ianto Jones" He stated, with a wicked gleam in his eyes that I didn't quite understand, yet somehow I found my face feeling warmer.

"I do my best Sir" I stumbled through the reply and went to change.

"Oh and Ianto" He called after me, "Thank you for offering to help earlier" he said with a genuine smile.

"My pleasure Sir" I called back.

This past week has been a struggle, despite working here nearly four months now; I hadn't come across a day, or sequence of days, that has taken so much out of me. From Suzie's … incident… to having to cover up so many deaths from one small creature, it is enough to put one off this job. There has been a light at the end of the tunnel though. Dr Tanizaki has replied to my email, and is highly interested in Lisa's condition and is coming over to Cardiff as soon as possible. Not only is he keen to meet her, an apparent first in the world of cyber technics, he is also confident that he can help. Lisa's face when I told her was the picture of happiness, the tears in her eyes through pure joy and gratitude made my eyes water too. My heat swelled with love for her at that moment, I'll never forget that. This was the first time in over four months that I have genuinely made her happy. Suddenly, just for a moment everything felt normal, just like old times, just like I had bought her a bunch of flowers unexpectedly. I wish it could be like this all the time, and with the help of Dr Tanazaki, maybe it will all work out.