((Cool, I'll play Tosh and if you still want or need her later, I can double up as Martha.))

Tosh sat at her desk, engrossed in all the data and information on her screens. A crash of broken crockery shook her out of her concentration. She looked up and saw Gwen looking shaken and very shocked. Tosh looked past Gwen to see what it was that was causing this reaction.

"You..." she spoke up, barely managing to get the words past her lips, as she gazed at Jack standing in the doorway.

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"Did you miss me?" Jack asked with a smirk. "And where's my very favorite teaboy?" he added, noticing a lack of Ianto.
Jack was pleased to see the team working same as usual. Smart bunch, they were. He was glad to be back.

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Owen just stared at the man looming in the doorway. So many questions he wanted to ask him. Where has he been? What was he doing? Why haven't he tried to contact us? But he then remembered his last confrontation with Jack, and that didn't go so well. It ended with him crying into Jack's shoulder like a child. So instead, he got up and managed to croak out, "Welcome..back, boss."

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I was cured all right.

Gwen, however, was not so humble.
"Where the hell have you been Jack?!" she shouted in her broad welsh accent. "You dissapear into thin air, leaving us to clean up the mess the city was left in! and then swann back in when you feel like it!"

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +

(( OMG this double posting is really getting up my beehive! ))

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +

(( bump lol ))

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +

(( Sorry. I'm slow. ))

"I found my Doctor," Jack began. Chances were, the less said, the better. They wouldn't believe him if he told them he had been to the very end of the universe itself. And the Valiant... that was a story that could wait for another time.

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Owen nodded and asked, "Did he fix you?"

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I was cured all right.

Gwen scowled at Jack, waiting for him to answer.

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +

"Nothing to fix," Jack replied. "Speaking of which, I bet there's a lot of alien **** running around Cardiff, since you guys have been gone too."

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"Yeah, there has been," Owen grumbled. "You can thank that tosser Saxon for all that. The rift has been bringing in all kind of things into Cardiff. Of course, since we were gone and Torchwood was "dissolved" the amateurs have had to handle all that. Needless to say, they were absolutely pathetic. Right now everything looks peaceful...but the coppers will be absolutely hysterical once they realise we're back. They lost five of their people after a standoff with an alien family. In the end, they got rid of the alien bodies. Just shows you how unprepared humans are when it comes to extraterrestrial life forms. And..." Just then an alarm blared out from Tosh's computer.

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I was cured all right.

Ianto pulled the teabags out of a worn kettle and tossed them into the garbage can with the ease and precision of long practice. Balancing a tray with four cups and a kettle, he made his way towards the work station. Suddenly He heard a crash- a teacup crash to be exact. "Hey, careful those are my teacups!" he muttered, even though he was far out of ear shot. He'd let whoever spilt it clean it up. The other team members seemed to think he was made of time, the perfect being to clean up all their quaint little messes. Wrong. He had plenty to do, besides watching over the rest of the team like they were children. It was always "Do this" or "bring me that" especially Owen, whose loud complaints somehow managed to pierce the thick Torchwood doors. Did that kid do anything besides complain? You'd think he'd been shot, except when he was, he seemed to complain even more, if that were possible. Suddenly, Owen stopped, and didn't start up again. Hmmm. Somthing to make Owen stop complaining would be interesting. Gwen spoke, but her voice was too thin and high to be heard through the thick walls. The next voice he heard almost made him drop his tray "Jack!" Ianto murmured anxiously, and fumbled hurridly with the door. He burst into the room just as the alarm on Tosh's computer went off, but that took second place as he stared at Jack.

Ianto pulled the teabags out of a worn kettle and tossed them into the garbage can with the ease and precision of long practice. Balancing a tray with four cups and a kettle, he made his way towards the work station. Suddenly He heard a crash- a teacup crash to be exact. "Hey, careful those are my teacups!" he muttered, even though he was far out of ear shot. He'd let whoever spilt it clean it up. The other team members seemed to think he was made of time, the perfect being to clean up all their quaint little messes. Wrong. He had plenty to do, besides watching over the rest of the team like they were children. It was always "Do this" or "bring me that" especially Owen, whose loud complaints somehow managed to pierce the thick Torchwood doors. Did that kid do anything besides complain? You'd think he'd been shot, except when he was, he seemed to complain even more, if that were possible. Suddenly, Owen stopped, and didn't start up again. Hmmm. Somthing to make Owen stop complaining would be interesting. Gwen spoke, but her voice was too thin and high to be heard through the thick walls. The next voice he heard almost made him drop his tray "Jack!" Ianto murmured anxiously, and fumbled hurridly with the door. He burst into the room just as the alarm on Tosh's computer went off, but that took second place as he stared at Jack.

Gwen was about to really let loose, but was stopped by the Alarm on Tosh's computer going off.
"Tosh, is that the Rift moniter?" she asked cautiously.

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +

Jack listened with disgust as Owen talked. They would have to make it obvious that Torchwood was back before more people got themselves killed.
Two things then happened simultaneously. Ianto burst in through the door, and Tosh's computer beeped. Jack could feel Ianto staring at him. He gave the teaboy a wink, then hastened over to Tosh's computer to see what was happening.

(( What kind of alien should it be? Weevil? Something muchly more ferocious? ))

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(( Yh, weavil. Start off small lol ))

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Illuminate the way to my heart,
It's twisting on a thread
+ COME RAISE THE DEAD +