Alt! Torchwood Is About To Get Interesting, for archaicway and <l

[thecopper]

It had been one of those weeks for Torchwood.

One of those weeks where nothing happened. Of course, it was Wednesday, thought Gwen as she stared blankly at the computer at her desk, and Wednesday was the second slowest days than Sunday. Though Monday was pretty slow too, unless one counted the odd weevil.

But at least, for once, she hadn't been abandoned in the Hub alone. Jack and Owen were in Swansea, apparently looking into some aquatic animal attack, but most likely at a pub. And Tosh and Ianto were enjoying a much overdue day off.

So the Hub remained manned by a bored Gwen Cooper and a timid Anna Walsh who seemed happy to hide herself in the vaults for the time being, while nothing, absolutely nothing, happened.

Well nothing...

Except for the Rift monitor starting to do, well, something.

Gwen popped out of her seat. There was some kind of Rift activity, near the city centre... and that was really all Gwen got.

I really need to stop sleeping through those bloody briefings.

She hit her comm. "Anna! Anna, get up here... Um, we've got Rift activity."

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[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

Gwen jumped as Anna burst back into the room. She had no idea where the girl got her energy from. Gwen had been a Torchwood only a few months longer, and every day she felt more exhausted.

She prepared Jack's tea and set it down in front of him, and cast a confused look between Anna and Jack.

"You know him?"

[archaic-way.livejournal.com]

"Of course I do!" Anna exclaimed, before a shadow of doubt cast itself over her face and she added, a little uncertainly, "I am right, aren't I?"

[keyofmgy.livejournal.com]

A startled expression had flitted briefly across Jack's face, but once the initial surprise had passed, he looked merely... resigned.

"You're quite right, Miss... Anna, was it?" he replied, a little heavily. "I am indeed Jack Phillips. I take it you're a scholar, then? If the date is what you say it is, I would not expect my name to be quite as well known as it once was."

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

Gwen cleared her throat.

"Sorry to kill any ideas of celebrity, but I still don't have any idea who you are." She turned to Anna with a questioning look. "Either one of you care to fill me in?"

[archaic-way.livejournal.com]

[*beats the ever-loving shit out of LJ*]

Anna gave Gwen a semi-exasperated look; clearly, she had expected her friend to already know who Jack was, too. "Gwen!" she exclaimed. "What happened in 1912 that people still talk about today?"

[alien-catcher.livejournal.com]

"What is this, a history course?" Gwen frowned. History had never been a strong point in her schooling, but she could at least narrow down it down to British history. She ticked through events in her mind, and finally shot Anna an ironic look.

"Why do I have a feeling, whatever this is about, Jack here's related to the Titanic somehow?"

Her voice didn't hold the same excitement as Anna's. Unfortunately, she didn't find this as interesting so much as possibly buggering of history and timelines. Which, kind of gave her a headache.

[archaic-way.livejournal.com]

Anna nodded vigorously, curls bouncing. "Jack Phillips was the Titanic's senior wireless operator," she replied. She was still excited enough to be squirming like a little kid who needed to go to the bathroom. Fixing her gaze on their visitor again, she continued. "But you're supposed to have died in the sinking. Is that why you couldn't come back to Earth?"