Everything Changes- Part 2

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The alarms blaring Jack and I ran out of the office. "What's going on?" Jack yelled to his team. Jack and I decided that we would have the day off, but still be in the vicinity to keep an eye on things. We were in the middle of watching a Harry Potter marathon. I told Jack that we would have to go into the future to see the rest because they only had up to Goblet of Fire, but he didn't care. We got halfway through The Prisoner of Azkaban when the alarms went off.

"A Weevil Sir, Ma'am!" Owen shouted.

"Pinpoint its exact location! Let's move out!"

We arrived at the hospital where Owen said the Weevil was and ran up to a sealed off floor. We could hear a conversation from the end of a hall.

"Okay, if you could answer. This is official business. You all right? That's good. That's a good mask sort of thing. Look, I'm sorry if I'm interrupting something, but I think we can stop this now, okay? It's all very well playing silly buggers, but I'm busy, all right? Now, I'm looking for a man in a big grey coat. I said we can stop being silly."

I heard the creature growl. "Gwen." I said to Jack. He nodded. Suddenly someone else spoke.

"Ah, there you are, I did ask when I saw Doctor Mahib, because I thought it was him who said about the police, but he said no. Then I said about the chemicals but he said don't be stupid, what chemicals? So I don't know, could be anything. Who've you got with you there then? So much for sealing it off. Oh, there's a face. Nice one. Hey, I tell you mate, you should try plastic surgery. Not on the NHS, mind. You all right?"

"Yeah." Gwen responded.

"Bloody hell, that is brilliant. That's like, er, Hellraiser. That's first class, that is. Look at that. It's just like real teeth." Suddenly we heard a man scream. The rest of the team handles the Weevil while Jack and I rush Gwen back down the hall.

"Go! Go! Go! Go!" Jack and I yell at Gwen. She runs off. The other three, Owen, Tosh and Ianto spray stuff on the creature. Suzie had stayed back to watch an experiment that she was doing.

"On the floor!" Owner shouts. I rush to help them bag the weevil and run to the car.

"Watch out, watch out, WATCH OUT!" I shouted as Ianto nearly runs Gwen over. Owen and Jack were in the back as they struggled to drug the weevil. Tosh was typing furiously on a computer that was on the back of the drivers seat.

I looked behind us and warned Ianto, "Gwen's following us!"

Ianto sidway glanced at me and said, "How do you know her name?"

"Looked her up last night. She's the person who was watching us, in the parking garage, retrieve John Tucker." I lied.

"Try to lose her!" Jack shouted. I watched Jack and Owen struggle some more, then saw the weevil go limp.

We pull up near the Millennium Center and Ianto pulls away once Tosh, Owen, Jack and I get out. I heard tires screeching and a door slam shut. "You lot! Oi! Torchwood!" We continued to ignore her and walk in front of the Water Tower sculpture.

"Oi! You can't leave that there." A security person yelled at Gwen. Gwen turns around and we stepped into the perception filtered spot. We watch the rest of the conversation take place, interested.

"Police." Gwen said, annoyed that she was being interrupted.

"I can see that, love, and you're still not leaving it there."

When Gwen looks back at us, she gets a confused look on her face. To her it seemed like we vanished into thin air. In her view, we did.

"I'm talking to you. Excuse me! Move your bloody car."

"Jack." I said once we got into his office. "Have everyone stay later tonight."

"Why?" Jack asked. Then he thought about it. "It has to do with that Gwen Cooper, doesn't it. You asked at some point if she was part of the team. Does she become a member?"

I winced, torn between wanting to tell Jack and knowing that it was against the rules of time travel and my rules about the future. "I can't say." I said in a slow voice. That was enough for Jack. He got the hint.

"Alright." Jack said.

"Have Tosh check the surveillance around the monument. Might see something." Jack walked out to tell them what to do. I walked over to the couch and sat down, realizing something for the first time. I had nothing. Well, I had friends and The Doctor. But what I meant was that I owned nothing. All my clothes came from the Tardis, expt the ones I meet The Doctor in. I had no where to live. I had no money. I was completely dependent on The Doctor and the Tardis.

Jack came in and looked over at me. "What is it, Susan?"

"I've just realized something, Jack." I said softly.

"Realized what?" Jack said back to me, coming over and sitting down next to me.

"I don't have anything."

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

"I mean, I don't have any cloths, any books, any money… I don't even have a home to go to anymore." I started to silent cry.

Jack wrapped his arms around me and rocked me back and forth saying, "Shh. It's alright. Shh."

After a while my tears dried up. I wiped my sleeve across my eyes, clearing the wetness. "Sorry. I almost never cried before-" I stopped, not wanting to say it.

"Before coming here." Jack finished softly.

"Yeah."

Jack suddenly stood up. "You know what? Tomorrow, I will take you on the best shopping spree of all time. Just you and me." Jack looked down at me, smiling. "How 'bout it?"

"As long as I can work off what I owe you, deal." I said, smiling as well. Jack held out his hands. I took them and he pulled me up.

"Do you want to join Torchwood?" Jack asked suddenly.

"What?" I spluttered, surprised. Oh The Doctor would hate this.

"Just part time. Whenever you stop by from traveling with The Doctor." Jack gave a small smile. "I would never deprive you of time traveling with him. You need it."

My smile grew bigger. "Thanks and yes, I will join even though I might not be here all the time. Rarely be here." I corrected.

"But you still get paid." Jack said, grabbing my hand and walking to the door. "A steady income to pay back that shopping spree that is going to take place tomorrow."

I looked up into Jack's handsome face and asked innocently, "Do I get an office? Please tell me I get an office, oh and a desk! A great big desk." I asked hurriedly, standing on my toes, my hands resting on Jack's chest.

Jack just laughed and ushered me out of the room, turning off the lights as the door slid shut.

"Jack, we have a problem." Tosh called Jack over. I followed. "We have a stalker." Tosh pointed her finger to a very cold looking Gwen Cooper, standing outside the monument, pacing back and forth, thinking of a way to get in here.

"Keep a watch on her." Jack told her.

Some time later, Tosh called us over again. "She's back. And this time she brought pizza. Wow, really?"

"Tell Ianto to let her in. Susan and I will be in my office." We walked up to his office and Jack left the door open. I poked my head around the door, watching Gwen walk into Torchwood for the first time.

She walks out and through a circular entrance with a clogged door partially visible, into a high tech area. The clogged door rolls into place, and a grill shuts behind her as well. There is a hand in a jar of bubbling liquid, a woman welding something, and the base of the Water Tower running through the space. Jack and I walk along an upper catwalk, Jack was here because he didn't want to miss this.

Suzie takes off her welder's helmet. Jack comes down and goes into his office. Gwen walks past Tosh working on 4 computer screens at once. Tosh giggles and Owen laughs. "I can't do this. I'm sorry. I'm rubbish. I give up." Owen said.

"He set me off." Tosh wined.

"Well, that lasted naught point two seconds." Suzie said sarcastically.

"Hmm. She's actually carrying pizza." Owen remarked.

"Owen, don't be rude." I called down to him. "She's our guest." I gave a small smile to her, to reassure her. I didn't think that it helped. She still seemed tense. If I was in her place, I would be too.

Jack coughed. "Come on. She was gonna say here's your pizza, and I was going to say, how much? And she says, oh, whatever, twenty quid, and I say, ooo, I don't have any money. I was working on a punchline. I'd have got there. But it would've been good."

"There's your pizza. I think I'd better go." Gwen said, taking in the surroundings with wide eyes.

"I think we've gone past that stage." Jack said.

"You must've been freezing out there. How long were you walking around? Three hours?" Suzie asked a startled Gwen.

"You could see me?" Gwen asked, shocked.

"And before we go any further, who the hell orders pizza under the name of Torchwood?" Jack asked sternly.

"Er yeah, that'd be me. I'm sorry. I'm a twat." Owen confessed, a bit embarrassed, rubbing his right hand on the back of his head.

"That man at the hospital, that porter, what happened to him? That was real, wasn't it. He was attacked." Gwen asked, which was a fair question.

"He's dead." Jack said curtly.

"Jack." I groaned. "You're scaring her.

"Good. She should be scared." Jack told me.

Gwen stiffened at this. "But there's no one gone missing."

"We took the body, retrospectively changed the work rota, planted a false witness who saw him leaving the hospital, giving him an alibi for the next forty eight hours, so when his body's pulled out of the docks next Tuesday night, he's only been missing for three days." Tosh said.

"He was murdered." Gwen said weekly.

"Yes." Tosh confirmed.

"And you covered it up." Gwen accused.

"That's my job." Tosh argued back.

"And that other man, John Tucker? Last night in the alleyway, I saw you."

"And what did you see?" I asked, softly.

"You revived him."

Jack took over. "No. What did you see?"

"You resuscitated him." Gwen said.

"No. What did you see?" I asked.

"You brought him back to life."

"Yeah." Jack said.

Gwen was now trying to keep her fear not noticeable but was doing a horrible job at it. "Who are you?"

"Torchwood." Jack and I said together.

A/N: Some notes on reviews:

Guest: Torchwood is... different than Doctor Who. It still has the alien stuff but it is more aggressive, more gun fights, explosions and more important humanity questions that Doctor Who does not do. It's like Doctor Who is the less serious and fun side and Torchwood is a bit like the dark side of Doctor Who.