Owen Harper was leaning back in his desk chair, his feet on his desk, as he bounced a rubber ball against the wall. He had been left behind to watch over the sleeping alien, who was miraculously still alive. The doctor paused for a moment to look over at Glib. HE was more than just alive, he was almost completely healed. The chunks that had been torn from him were now mere dents of a lighter shade. His color was still slightly paler than what the doctor had some to know is normal, but was by no means the deathly shade that it had been.
"No wonder UNIT wanted to study you mate, your body chemistry is amazing." The eyes of the creature flew open, and he flailed around on the tabletop. Owen grabbed at the creature, shouting for him to calm down, and then realizing that the poor being couldn't understand him. He jumped backward, dodging a flying scalpel, and dashing under his desk, grasping blindly above him fir the translator. Just as his fingers found the device, a flailing tentacle sent it clattering to the floor, out of reach.
"Bollocks." The dead man breathed, hanging his head with a huff. He scrambled out from under the safty of his desk, grasping desperately for the translator. He grabbed it, switching it on, only to be assaulted by the sound of Glib's screaming.
"Where is he? What have you done to him? Where is he? Help, help me. Were is HE?" Owen held the translator up, dodging the flailing tentacles.
"Fall isn't here yet. Ok? The others have gone to get him, you're safe, you're ok." The flailing tentacles slower, and Glib turned himself fully to the dead man. Owen could see now that his eyes were still slightly glazed, unfocussed. Asleep. He's asleep. The Dead man didn't know exactly how to wake the creature, so he resorted to the one thing he knew worked on humans. He reached out and slapped him. There was a high pitched keening noise from the creature and his eyes blinked rapidly.
"What was that for?" The creature said, the indented handprint slowly fading from view.
"Sorry mate, but you were going crazy. Some sort of nightmare or something. About took my head off with all the stuff you were tossing about. I mean look at this place!" The doctor gestured around him, and the alien's eye stalks widened. He took on a slightly bluer hugh.
"I am so sorry. I did not mean you any harm. It's just, I can feel him. When he is in trouble or away it hurts me." Owen groaned inwardly.
"Empathic bond?" The Creature opened his beak slightly.
"Yes, actually, fascinating. I was given to believe that humans had no knowledge of such things." The dead man shrugged.
"I've seen humans with bonds themselves. A right pain in the arse that is." The Alien tilted his eyestalks to the side, studying the dead man.
"That phrase you used, it means that the object related to is one of annoyance, correct?" The doctor nodded.
"Yea." The alien straitened, and his color took on a rosier hue.
"Its Ianto Jones and the Captain Jack Harkness, isn't it?" The doctor shook his head, righting his overturned chair and seating himself.
"You are a very observant species, to figure that out. Tell me, what gave 'em away?" The creature laughed slightly, appreciating the diversion from the topic of his loss.
"You did, Doctor Owen Harper." The dead man raised an eyebrow, both at the use of his full name and the accusation.
"How'd I manage that one?" The creature shifted himself.
"You related to bond to something that caused you annoyance. I have seen that you are annoyed by Captain Harkness and Ianto Jones' coupling. I simply pieced together that one of the causes of your annoyance at them is the fact that they are empathetically bound." Owen nodded, it was true, that the bond was annoying, but more so that it was an unnecessary harm to the team than anything else.
"Very observant species indeed. Tell me what are –" a sharp ringing filled the air, and Owen leapt for his gun, only to see that it was his desk phone. Trying not to let Glib see his mistake, The Doctor strode over to it, answering it brashly.
"Harper." The sound of a very out of breath Tosh crossed the line, followed by a spout of gunfire.
"Owen. Listen. They got Ianto and he is without weapons. Everything his COMM has been capturing is being streamed to the HUB. I need you to back it up." There was a grunt, and the sound of a woman screaming. He heard Tosh shout something unintelligible in the background, and then heard her curse loudly.
"And ready the autopsy bay. We have injuries."