Everything Changes- Part 3

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Warnings: Violent death at the end. It's a Torchwood episode, not Doctor Who.

"What's Torchwood?"

"This is Torchwood. All around you." Jack explained, not very well.

"And what happens to me? I'm police. Constable Gwen Cooper. You can't do anything."

"Right then, PC Cooper. Do you want to come see?"

"See what?"

"You saw the murder. Come and see the murderer." Jack asked.

"Go with them." Suzie said, pointing at Jack then me.

"What is Torchwood? Who are you? What is this place?" Gwen demanded. A thing with leathery flaps for wings screeches overhead.

"What was that?" Gwen said, clearly startled.

"A Pterodactyl." I called from next to Jack in the other hallway, going to the prison cells.

"Are you coming?" Jack called back to her. Gwen comes walking to us, unsure if what she was doing was safe.

We were in a hallway with room with glass or similar fronted, with air holes on the right and a wall to my left.

Jack noticed Gwen's scared look. "It's alright, it's safe. It's sedated. It's called a Weevil. Or at least, we call them Weevils. We don't know their real name because they're not too good at communicating. But we've got a couple of hundred of them in the city living in the sewers, feeding off the well, it's the sewers. You can guess."

I cut in. "But every once in a while, one of them goes rogue, comes to the surface, attacks."

"Actually, it's been happening more and more and we have no idea why. But it's alien. Look into its eyes. There you go." Jack puts a small stool behind Gwen and she sits down while still staring at the Weevil. "Take your time. It was born on a different world and it's real."

I slowly walked up to Gwen's side and held her hand. Gwen jumped at the contact but did nothing to push it away. It was a start.

Back in the Hub, Jack introduced us. "Owen Harper, Gwen Cooper."

"Doctor Owen Harper, thank you." Owen said, shaking Gwen's hand.

"Toshiko Sato, computer genius. Suzie Costello, she's second in command. And this is Ianto Jones. Ianto cleans up after us and gets us everywhere on time."

"I try my best." Ianto says.

"And this is Susan Jane Anderson, part time. Specializes in negotiations."

"But why are you telling me their names? I'm not supposed to know, am I. This is classified, isn't it?" Gwen asked.

"Way, way beyond classified. Higher than classified, really." I said.

"Then you shouldn't be telling me. What are you gonna do to me?"

"What do you imagine?" Jack asked.

"Well, I've seen too much. Your names and everything, and the Weevil. And you can dump a man in the water and lie about his death."

"Okay. Tosh, finish that calibration tomorrow morning. Owen, first thing, get a hold of Chandler and Bell, cos I think they're lying. Ianto, if he needs back up, then you'd better be on stand by. Suzie, I know it's a pain in the ass, but I need the costing on the glove research. And as for you, you're coming with me. This way." Jack said, grabbing my hand and pulling me along.

"I'm getting tired of following you." Gwen said.

"No, you're not, and you never will. Stand on here. Come on, next to me." Jack said. He didn't noticed when I tensed at his unintentional flirt. Jack, Gwen and I stand on a large square slab of granite in front of the Water Tower.

"Good night!" Tosh yells, picking up her purse and slinging it over her shoulder and heading out.

"Later!" I heard Owen call.

"Now, you came in through the front door. Let's take the scenic route." Jack presses a couple of buttons on his wrist bracer and up we go.

The slab slots into place in the pavement. People are walking by. "But, but they can see the lift. Why aren't they? I mean, we are right out in the open. They can see everything."

"Do they look like they can see us?" I asked her.

"No, but look at us. We couldn't be any more public." Gwen said, trying to wrap her head around this.

"Hello! Hey, you there, hello!" Jack called to a man. The man doesn't take his eyes off his cell phone.

"It's called a perception filter. He can sort of see us, but we don't quite register. Just like something in the corner of your eye. It only works on this exact spot. Step off." Jack steps off and speaks to a lady.

"Hi! Nice night." She looks at him and walks on. I hurriedly caught up to Jack and grabbed his hand, swinging it back and forth as we walked. Gwen had to run to catch up with us.

"Oh. And lo, we are perceived." Jack said.

"How does it work?" Gwen asked, curious.

"No idea. We know how to use it, not how it happens. But if I were to guess, I'd say that there was once a dimensionally transcendental chameleon circuit placed right on this spot which wielded its perception properties to a spatio-temporal rift. But that sounds kind of ridiculous. Invisible lift has got more of a ring to it, don't you think?" Jack said.

"But hold on. If no one can see it when the lift's coming up, there's a bloody big hole in the floor. Don't people fall in?"

"That is so Welsh." Jack commented.

"What is?"

"I show you something fantastic. You find fault." Jack said, leading us into a bar.

Gwen downs a pint rather rapidly. I ask for white whine and sip it slowly down. "The thing is, I just don't understand."

"I tell you what I don't understand. You're gonna rattle on with that how can this be true, kind of shtick. What's it gonna take for you people?" Jack asked her.

" If you want evidence of aliens, how about that great spaceship hovering over London on Christmas Day? What about the battle of Canary Wharf? A Cyberman in every home?" I said. Jack glanced at me, but didn't question it.

"My boyfriend says it's like a sort of terrorism. Like they put drugs in the water supplies. Psychotropic drugs, causing mass hallucinations and stuff." Gwen said.

"Yeah, well your boyfriend's stupid." Jack said bluntly.

"Oh, you've met him?" Gwen asked. Jack laughs. There is an uneasy pause. "So, you catch aliens?"

"Yep." Jack said.

"And I travel with one, actually." I piped in. Gwen stared at me then went back to Jack's answer.

"You catch aliens for a living."

"Yes, we do."

"You're an alien catcher?"

"Yes, I am." Jack said. I took another big sip of my wine. I hated it when Jack would flirt with other people but from watching the show, I knew that it would not stop any time soon.

"Caught any good aliens?"

"Tons of them."

"That's a hell of a job." Gwen said, laughing.

"Sure is." Jack said, laughing with her.

"This is so weird. And who are you, then?"

"Captain Jack Harkness. This is my girlfriend, Susan Jane Anderson." My heart stopped when he said girlfriend. I looked at the Captain and he just winked.

"I did some research and there's only one Captain Jack Harkness on record. And he disappeared in 1941."

"Well, that couldn't be me, could it? We don't just catch aliens. We scavenge the stuff they leave behind. Find ways of using it. Arming the human race for the future. The twenty first century's when it all changes, and you gotta be ready."

"But who's in charge of you? Is it the government or what?"

"We're separate from the government, outside the police, beyond the United Nations. Cos if one power got hold of this stuff, they could use it for their own purposes." I stole Jack's line.

"But so could you."

"All alien technology stays on the base. No one's allowed to take anything outside." Jack said.

"I have to use the bathroom." I told Jack. He nodded. I put down my glass and went to the bathroom, locked the stall and put my head up against the cold door and closed my eyes. I knew from the beginning having a relationship with a guy who flirts for a living would be difficult. But why does it hurt if he is flirting with someone else?

I sighed and told myself to just forget about it for now until we are not in the middle of an adventure. I turned on the faucet and looked in the mirror and jumped.

A Silent was in the bathroom with me. I kept my eyes on it and said, "I see you. You aren't fooling me. I know that I won't remember this. Tell me. Why do you keep on following me?"

"Silence shall fall." The Silent hissed. "Silence. The everlasting silence."

"I know that." I snapped. "I want to know why tell-"

"Because you are the women who knows everything." I gasped and ran out of the bathroom and right into Jack, who caught me by the arms.

"Whoa, slow down! Why are you running?" My mind was so fuzzy that I couldn't remember why I ran.

"Uhhh." I slurred, the alcohol finally taking possession of my brain. I succeeded in getting myself drunk. Yay! "Oh, shiny metal!" I slurred, seeing a spoon on a nearby table and pointing at it. Okay, maybe not so great. Boy was I drunk.

"Okay, let's get you back to Torchwood." Jack said, leading me out of the bar and hailed a cab.

I woke up some time later in Jack's office. Jack was typing away on his laptop. I sat up fast and held my head with my hand. "Ow! Ow! OW!" I winced as the pounding in my head grew, my consciousness for standing up fast.

Jack spun around in his chair and came over and sat next to me. "How are you feeling."

"Head hurts." I mumbled, leaning into him.

Jack laughed. "It should. Why did you drink so much?"

"Haven't done so in a long time." I said. After a few moments, "Last time I was in a bar was the best and worst day of my life."

"What happened?" Jack asked.

"I got captured by the Daleks, meet The Doctor, saved the world and lost my home at the same time." Then I remembered something, I sat up quickly. "Is it dark?"

"What?" Jack asked, confused with the sudden change of content.

"Is it nearly dark?" I repeated. I knew what was coming. Gwen and Suzie's standoff.

Jack glanced at his watch. "Yes, nearly six. You slept through the whole day." I jumped up and started for the door. I swayed for a bit then steadied myself. "Waho! You can't just get up-"

I turned around fast, my head pounding at the sudden jerk movement. "Jack. Gwen's life is in danger. You made her lose her memories and she's walking into danger. Right outside this facility, even."

"Who?" Jack asked, quietly, sensing that it had to do with someone on his team.

I sent him an apologetic look before saying, "Suzie."

Jack and I run to the lift that we used last night to escort Gwen out and rose up. I could hear Suzie's voice getting louder. "If I can get enough practice, then think what the glove could do. If I could get it work all the time, on anything, beyond the two minutes, if it could work permanently, it could resurrect. Resurrection on demand for the whole world, isn't that good? Isn't it, though? Well, that's what I've been working for, all day and all night. The rest of them go swanning about, but I'm working."

We came up in between them, Jack pushes me behind him, so Jack is standing in front of the gun.

"You've got to get inside this stuff. Surrender yourself to it. I did, with the knife and the glove, and that's why the perception filter isn't gonna work on me!" Suzie shoots Jack in the head.

"No!" I yelled, running to Jack and kneeling on the ground. I knew he would come back but I hated it when he died.

"What? Who is he? Where did he and she come from? What have you done?" Gwen asked.

Suzie aims the gun at Gwen. I jumped between Gwen and Suzie, fuming.

"Please don't." Gwen says frantically.

"I can't let you go. Either of you." Suzie said.

"I've been in tougher situations than this." I said. "Some of them offworld. Now hand the gun over." I held out my hand.

"Offworld?" Suzie asked. Yes! I thought. My distraction plan worked.

"Yeah. I'm time traveling traveling with The Doctor. Have you looked him up yet?" I saw a small recognition in her face. "You know, it's because of him TORCHWOOD was founded. And I'm one of his companions. Harm me, expect complete and utter hell. He has many names, The Doctor's just one. Oncoming Storm is another. Another is 'get off this planet'. Even his greatest enemies, the Daleks, fear him. Harm me or Gwen and you got the most dangerous man in the universe after you." I said, my eyes dark.

Suzie looked scared for a moment then it disappeared."I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I've go to. I've got to. I've got to." Gwen started crying, knowing if I died, there would be no one else to save her. Jack slowly stood up behind Suzie. The hole is still in his forehead but it is closing up.

"Put down the gun." Jack said, his tone dark. Suzie turns, and the hole heals up. Gwen gasps. "Suzie, it's over. Now come with me." Suzie looks from Jack to Gwen to me, then puts the gun under her chin and pulls the trigger. Suzie crumples to the ground, blood on the sidewalk.

"I remember. I remember." Gwen says, then breaks down crying and sinks to the ground, hugging her knees.

I turned and walked away.

A/N: Some notes on reviews:

AriDaughterofZues: Wow, they actually were, though I don't plan on doing that episode.

copperdragon 2: Oh, yeah. Lol.