Torchwood - Consiquences

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Torchwood - Consequences

 

Chapter One

 

Owen drank his coffee as Toshiko got her things together for work. 

'Can't the psycho aliens wait another half an hour?' he said pulling Toshiko towards him and kissing her. 

'I doubt it. There's always later,'

'That's if the world hasn't ended,'

'All the more reason for us to get to work.'

 

They got into Owen's car. 

'I'll hold you to that promise about later, you know?'

'I know she said with a rye smile. 'Ouch' she said as she did her seatbelt up. 

'What is it?'

'I don't know?' she said pulling her sleeve up to inspect the area that hurt. 

'It looks like a burn,' Owen said looking at it, 'When did you do that?'

'I don't know.' Toshiko said puzzled. 

'I'll have a look when we get to the hub,' Owen said pulling away.

 

-

 

'Glad you could make it,' Jack joked as Toshiko and Owen walked into the hub. 

'Sorry it was Owen's fault,' Toshiko said apologetically.

'Does that mean what I think it does?' Gwen whispered to Ianto. 

'It certainly does,'

'Why didn't anyone tell me?'

'Meeting, boardroom five minutes,' Jack said heading to his office. 

 

The team were sat around the boardroom table. 

'Ok what have we got people?' Jack ask. 'Tosh much activity?'

'No more than usual,'

'Anyone got anything of note or is this going to be a very quick meeting,'

'I've got something that might be of interest.' Ianto offered. 

'What might that be?'

'Well we've been contacted by a lady that works for Wittons Warehouse. She's a bit concerned by the way some of the staff are acting,'

'Ok arrange for us to go and see her,'

'Already have done. We're meeting her in the King's Head at midday,'

'The King's Head, why not the Warehouse?'

'Because she doesn't want her boss to know, he seems unconcerned.'

'Ok. Anyone else got anything?'Everybody stayed quiet. 'Ok dismissed but I want to know the minute anything comes up.'

They all go up to go. 'What did you do to your arm?' Gwen asked as she saw the dressing that Owen had put on Toshiko's arm. 

'I'm not awfully sure. It looked like a burn.'

'But you don't remember doing it?' she asked as they headed back to their desks. 

'No. It's a bit strange.'

'It wasn't Owen getting too hot to handle?'

'Yeah very funny,' Owen said not amused. 

 

 

Owen and Jack had gone to meet the lady from Wittons Warehouse. She was a very quite woman called Sue Knight. She looked very much on edge while talking to them. She kept looking over her shoulder as if she was expecting someone.

'So you say the people at the warehouse have been acting oddly?' Jack asked. 

She nodded 'Very,'

'How so?'

'They've become too efficient,'

'Is that a problem?'

'Not to Mr Jennings. But they aren't acting normally. They work tirelessly without ever moaning, or even talking too each other these days. They don't stop for breaks. I've not seen one of them head to the loo in weeks.'

'So you think something's wrong with them?' Owen asked. 

'I'm certain. That's not normal behaviour.'

'We'll have a look into it,' Jack said. 

'Please do. They used to be such a nice friendly bunch.'

 

Ianto was fiddling with the coffee machine, and muttering at it under his breath. 

'Are you alright there?' Toshiko asked as she walked over. 

'Not really, it's decided to play up.'

'I'll have a go, see if I can get it up and running again,' she said taking over from Ianto. Suddenly a shot of steam leapt out. Toshiko screamed and leapt back. 

'Oh my God are you ok?' Ianto asked. 

'Tosh what's wrong?' Gwen said coming to investigate the scream. 

'I'm fine I just burnt myself,' she said holding her arm. 

'Isn't that where you burnt yourself earlier,'

'You're right it is,' she said looking at her arm. 

'That's really unlucky, twice in the one place.' Gwen said. 

'How did you burn yourself this morning?' Ianto asked. 

'I don't know, it just appeared.' she looked at her arm in thought. 'You know it hurt more when it appeared this morning?'

'Maybe the dressing stopped it just now,' Ianto offered. 

'Maybe,' Toshiko said still looking at her arm.