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FIC: WHAT WILL BE.


Title: What Will Be.
Author: zorell
Chapter: 5/?
Rating:  PG
Characters:   Jack, Ianto, Tosh, Owen, Martha, Gwen.
Pairings:  Jack/Ianto.
Summary: There’s a weevil alert and something strange happening in the Hub.
Disclaimer:   Torchwood belongs to BBC and RTD

A/N: Usual apologies for mistakes, bad grammar, dodgy plot etc.

Story starts here: http://jackxianto.livejournal.com/5294840.html#cutid1  

previous chapter: 
http://jackxianto.livejournal.com/5324698.html#cutid1
 

 

Chapter 5.

 “Do you think he’s alright ?” Tosh asked as she stared into the cup of tea Martha had handed to her a few minutes earlier, - she really couldn’t face coffee at the moment.

 “ Well we know he hasn’t done anything drastic, ‘cos if he had we would have had one of Cardiff’s finest gloating over the phone about it !” Owen commented.

 “ Don’t you get on with the local police then ?” Martha asked before taking a sip of her coffee.

 “ We have our moments !”

Just as Martha was going to ask about Torchwood’s relations with the police, the alarm sounded alerting the Hubs occupants to the cogwheel door opening. All three looked up hoping to see Jack entering; however they were disappointed to see Gwen walking in.

 “ Morning.” Gwen greeted them “ Jack in his office ?”

 “ He’s not here at the moment.” Martha informed the new arrival.

 “ Oh, you’re here again.”

 “ Very observant Gwen.” Typical of her to state the obvious thought Owen.

 “ Thought I’d come and see how Jack is holding up, and also thought you might need a hand for a few days,” Martha said, then motioned to her cup. “ Can I get you a coffee ? or tea ?” Even though Martha didn’t particularly like Gwen , she wasn’t going to get petty and rude to her.

 “ Coffee would be good,” replied Gwen as she sat down at her workstation.

 “ Refill ?” Martha asked Tosh and Owen as she got up to go to the Hubs small kitchen. Both said they were fine.

 “ So where’s Jack then ?” Gwen turned in her chair to face her colleagues.

 “ He wasn’t here when we arrived.” Owen informed her.

 “ There haven’t been any rift alerts,” Tosh continued, “ I guess he just needed some air.”

 “ Haven’t you tried to ring him ?”

 “ Of course, not stupid you know...” Gwen gave Owen a look that said ‘are you sure about that .’  “...he’s not answering.”

 “ Something could have happened to him.”

 “ It’s not like he won’t be alright.”

“ Owen ! That’s harsh.” Tosh admonished her teammate, who just shrugged his shoulders.

 “ We should do something. Make sure he’s alright.” Gwen insisted.

 “ We’ll give him another couple of hours. If he’s still AWOL then, we’ll stick Tosh on his tail !” Owen smirked at the tech genius.

 “ I say we do something now.”

 “ Doesn’t matter what you say, you’re not in charge,” Owen said pointedly to Gwen.

 “ Of course I’m in charge. Jack’s not here, and I’m second in command !” Gwen said quite forcefully.

 “ Actually you’re not,” Tosh corrected Gwen. “ After Suzie died, I should have been Jack’s second seeing as though I’m the longest serving member of Torchwood Three, but when Jack asked me I told him I didn’t want the position, so he made Owen it. Anyway, why would you be second in command when you’ve only been here a short time, and you are the least experienced in everything we do ?”

 “ But when Jack was away...” Gwen countered.

 “ We all got on with our jobs. Tosh did all the IT/computer stuff, I got on with the medical side, and Ianto did the rest. We let you think you were in charge. It was easier that way.”

 Gwen looked ready to argue the point with Owen but didn’t get the chance as they were interrupted by an alarm sounding on Tosh’s computer.

 “ What we got Tosh ?” Owen asked.

 “ Weevil. Bute Park.”

 “ OK. Gwen with me. If Jack turns up let us know.” Owen said as he grabbed his jacket and headed towards the garage with Gwen following him less than enthusiastically.

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Martha sat down next to Tosh who was busy at her workstation sending Owen and Gwen information on the weevil, which appeared to be one they had caught and tagged before as part of Owen’s research.

 “ Thanks Tosh, all the information has come through to the PDA OK. We’ve just arrived.” There was a slight pause before Owen continued, “ Tosh, we don’t need to worry about looking for Jack, he’s here. Must have got the alert come through on his wrist strap. ”

 “ How does he look Owen ?” Martha asked concerned about her friend.

 “ Tired, and would be better if Gwen wasn’t smothering him.” They had spotted Jack as they pulled up to the park, and as soon as Owen had stopped the SUV Gwen had jumped out, run to the Captain and was now hugging him. Owen left his com on open so the girls back in the Hub could hear as he got out of the SUV and headed towards where Jack and Gwen were.

“ For God sake Gwen let the man breath !.....Jack.” Owen acknowledged their leader as he put a hand on Gwen’s shoulder to help Jack prize her off of him. “In case you’ve forgotten Gwen we’ve got a weevil to catch. Joining us Jack ?”

 “Don’t want you two having all the fun and seeing as I’m here.” Jack tried to sound his usual self, but to those that knew him, his voice was missing its spark.

 “ Well according to this,” Owen was checking the PDA, “our friend should be this way.”

 Back in the Hub the girls kept a watchful eye on the teams’ progress; listening in on the teams chat via the coms, as well as tracking them with the computers. While they were monitoring, an alert came up on one of Tosh’s monitors.

“ Problem ?” Martha asked as she noticed the alert as well.

 “ There is an energy reading of some sort registering. Just checking the system. It’s not one I recognise .”

 “ Is it here in the Hub ?”

 “ Yes.” Martha tensed at Tosh’s answer, while Torchwood’s tech continued tapping away quickly at her keyboard. “ Security hasn’t been breached, there’s no sign of rift activity within the Hub, and nothing is showing up on the internal CCTV,” Tosh continued.

 “ Do you know where it is ?”

 “ It’s coming from the lower levels, trying to pinpoint it...” Tosh’s voice trailed off as her attention was taken by fresh information flashing up on one of the monitors. “...that’s it !”, her voice had an air of excitement about it.

 “ What have you found ?” Martha was worried about what they might have to deal with.

 “ I’ve found a match for the energy reading, it’s classified with a number rather than a name, 72193k, the same reading has only been recorded once before , that was at...” Tosh hesitated for a fraction of a second, “...Torchwood One.” Tosh scanned down the information quickly filling Martha in as she went. “ It seems there was an incident within the archives/research department. An alien orb was dropped while being stored. The origin of the artefact wasn’t known and the markings on it couldn’t be deciphered. When the orb hit the floor a massive energy reading engulfed the immediate area.”

 “ And that energy reading is the same as we are registering now ?” Martha asked Tosh for clarification.

 “ Yes .”

 “ Does it say if it was harmless or not ?”

 “ OK, let me just..right .. it says here that there were four people within the affected area. After the incident routine decontamination was carried out, although there had been no trace of residual energy after the initial readings. The four members of staff were all tested and checked over, but none had suffered any ill effects at all. Follow up checks were due to be carried out but...”

 “ But what ?” Martha prompted as Tosh hesitated.

 “ Two days later Canary Wharf happened.”

 “Ah.” There was a few moments silence as Martha couldn’t help but  think of her cousin, Adeola, who had died there, “ So the energy is harmless ?”

 “ As far as we know, but as I said no...oh!”

 “ What ?”

 “ Of the four people that were involved, two were found amongst the dead at Canary Wharf, one’s body was never found and was listed as missing presumed dead, the fourth was ...Ianto.”

 The two women looked at each other.

 “ You said the energy reading is coming from the lower levels, where abouts ?” asked Martha.

 As Tosh focused on her computer, tapping away, bringing up new programmes and narrowing down the source of the readings, the energy readings themselves suddenly went haywire, there was a massive spike and then nothing. Within moments Tosh was answering Martha’s question. “ The vaults.”

 “ Where exactly in the vaults ?”

 “ Number 0107...”

 “ Ianto’s draw !”   


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