looking up at skies on fire

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."