Who says you can be out

[Owen Harper]

Time: Sunday, Sept-ish 5ish 2010-ish (whatever year in game)
Where: Cardiff, Wales
Who: Owen Harper and open

Owen sat on a stool at the bar at the club staring down at his drink. He lost count on how many drinks he had. He had decided to have a few before he go back to Torchwood Three. In a way, it felt wrong. It was like he was walking to a grave. It was like someone did something but he had not know what it was. He paid the barkeep. He had not paid the man a tip because this was America.

He left the Pen and Wig Pub. He could keep his balance. He got to his blue sports car, and drove it to his flat. He got there and found his key had not worked. He tried a few times. He pulled out a lock pick and pick locked the door. The door got unlock and Owen walked in his flat that had different furniture. He looked around the flat and pulled out his hand gun. It was the same flat but it was not his furniture. He ran to the bedroom and checked his bedroom. He could not find one personal item of his. He slowly checked the whole flat. "Shit! Who is this stuff?"

Owen slipped his gun back in his holster, slid on his ear piece on, "Jack do you hear me?" Owen said in the microphone. "Jack...Jack? Tosh? Gwen? Ianto? ANYONE!" he yelled in the microphone.

Something moved in the shadows, Owen dark eyes darted to look at that direction. He quickly held his gun out and stuck to the direction. He waited for the shadow to step out and a Weevil came out. It didn't seem to be angry. It seemed confused. No. It felt confused. Owen watched it as it cowered to the floor front of Owen.

"It's Disney moment," Owen said slowly moving his way over to the Weevil and it was wimpering away from Owen. He spoke in his microphone headpiece, "Jack I have a Weevil who is scare of me." Owen reached for the handcuff in his pocket and cuffed the Weevil with ease but the Weevil was making moaning sounds and this made Owen feel sad. "Great just great," he sighed. "I am not hurting you. I want you cooperate with me by standing up and come with me." And with that the Weevil seem to do what Owen wanted.

Working the Weevil back to near Torchwood, "Jack, I am near the base. I need support. Anyone?" He was standing near the fountain where he had three more Weevils on the ground near him. "Look I am surrounded by Weevil. Someone? Anyone?" and he saw the Weevils cower before him. "PLease tell me they are here for the take out pizza?"

[Daniel O'Neill]

Torchwood had been quite these past few days. Jack was off with Ianto looking into something on the outskirts of London. Gwen was on vacation with her husband... That left just Daniel in charge of things at the hub. Jack told him if anything major came up to call him and Ianto and him would be back as fast as they could. Tonight was the first time something came up, reports of a weevil that had come to the surface. Even though he was thankful for something coming up finally, he just wished it wasn't a weevil. They were hard to handle when one was by themselves.

Sure Jack had trained him to on how to use several types of guns and he ended up surprising Jack with how well he did and how quickly he learned. Jack told him that it was as if he knew this already and was refreshing his memory. Truth was, Daniel didn't know or remember if he knew how to fire a weapon. But now he was. Jack had promised Daniel they would find out what happened to him and what took his memories. A part of him wasn't sure if he wanted to know about his past or not. He was thankful for that night that he had run into Jack and Ianto... Had saved Ianto life after the alien attacked the other man.

At the time it was Jack, Ianto and Gwen. Tosh left to head over to the new Torchwood location because it offered more a stable life and gave her the chance to really work on computers and alien tech more than she would have here. No one had had heard from Owen in a while or seen him. So Jack brought Daniel in to patch the team up and do whatever else the job called for. And so far he was enjoying it.


A few moments after getting the reports, he moved outside and to get into the Land Rover when he noticed something off by fountain. He shiftedt he strap of his bookbag as he took a step closer. When he saw the group of weevils and the man standing there, he drew out his gun and carefully made his way over. When he first had come out, he heard the man calling the weevils just that and he wasn't sure how this man knew their names. As he got closer he could see that the weevils were scared of the man. He kept his gun lowered, watching the weevils for a moment before looking over at the other man.

The former team Jack had, wasn't something he knew about. He didn't go digging into the files or anything like that. So he was unaware who this man was. "Well that's a first..."

[Owen Harper]

Owen kept his brown eyes focused on the group of Weevils that were front of him. He had not dare not to take his eyes away from the Weevils. The last time he did he had a Weevil taking a piece of his shoulder out. That was when he was in a cage with Janet the Weevil.

He became the expert on Weevils at Torchwood. He was not sure how they see him a treat. He narrowed his eyes and made a Weevil hiss he had done once after being bitten by Janet. That had made the Weevils cower away.
Well that's a first he heard a man say.

Great, Owen thought just what he needed an eyewitness. "Please leave," he said to Daniel. "Go away nice and slowly. This is nothing but a..a..rehearsal for a science fiction movie." He felt the bullshit wasn't going to fly with this stranger. "Run!" the Weevils all hissed in anger and glared at Daniel.

Owen went back to speaking in the microphone, ""Jack, I need support. Don't tell me you all gone away?" he made a hissing sound under his breath. "Probaly gone off to see the Queen eh?"

Owen was scared because he was alone and he was front of Torchwood. How can he get all the Weevils inside without him becoming meat? How long will the team respond? How long will the Weevils stop fearing him? He had his eyes on them. He heard you stare the enemy in the face. He had heard or read that's how animal trainers train animals. Weevils can they be considered like an animal? He had come to that conclusion before.

[Daniel O'Neill]

Daniel remained calm even though he was a bit nervous around this many weevils. Sure he had delt with one a couple of them before but never in a group like this. This was just crazy and what were they all doing here at this point. His eyes glanced over at the main for a moment wondering if he was some kind of weevil treat or something. Daniel kept his tranq gun lowered for now but would be able to get a shot off rather fast if these weevils changed their mind. However he heard the man his and the weevils corwer again. Which caused him to wonder about who this man was and why the weevils were acting the way they were around him.

"Can't leave and you don't lie very well. Look I know what these things are and chances are better for us if we work together." He said quietly, not backing down at all. Daniel wasn't a stubborn man unless he had no other choice. When he heard the weevils hiss, he aimed his gun at them, taking one small step back to put the weight on his back leg. "It's alright, group of weevils. No one is going to hurt you.. Just calm down." He said to the weevils. Wishing the rest of the group was here. He really could use Jack right about now or even Gwen.

His trail of thoughts end and he looked over at the other man, wondering if he was trying to talk to Jack and he seen that ear piece around the hub. It was the older model of the blue tooth tech they used to talk to each other. "Jack is not around right now.. He had something to take care of. And if you are who I think you are.. Then its just us right now. So how do you want to do this?" He asked. Hoping that this guy was a part of Torchwood once. Then again.. how did he remember? Didn't Jack saying something about making sure that when someone left they either died on the job or had their memories erased. Unless.. this man was one of the guys from the other Torchwood.. But that was clear in Boston, so what was he doing here.

A shake of his head was given, those things to worry about later.. Right now this group of weevils to deal with. First step.... Either tranq them or lure them back into the hub. He was leaning more towards using the tranqs would be less trouble but he wasn't sure what the other man had in mind.

[Owen Harper]

Owen thought to himself. Was he actually bad at lying? This was not the only time he was told this. He rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said. "I make a poor liar."

He took a few steps back away from the Weevils to get the man in his eyes sight. "You're not police. You're not UNIT. You're not Torchwood. You're not Military. You have a punch of a gun," Owen had quickly glanced at the well built man who seemed to have a military stance. Owen figured introductions will need to wait. This was not the time to call for tea and have some pizza.

The Weevils hissed more at Owen. He slowly went back to look at them. It seems he had influence over the Weevils.Owen beady eyes shot a glance at Daniel when he mentioned Weevils.

"Yes. You know them! No introduction needed, eh," he made a cold reply. "You got a hell of a lot to explain cowboy" He had another problem. A man who knows about Weevils. Owen figured the man had encounter with them. Could he be a Weevil Hunter for that Weevil fighting sporting clubs? Torchwood did shut them down? Did they come back for more?


Owen quickly pointed the gun at Daniel's head, "You! What did you do to Jack?" Owen was mad. He was furious. He wanted to know what this man knew about Jack. The Weevils hissed madly and all looking at Daniel as he was the enemy. The Weevils were not sure to advance at Daniel who seemed to be the enemy or stay.

The head Weevil headed toward to Daniel and Owen switched his aim to the Weevil. "Look, I don't know you. I don't trust you. I put my trust in you. Cover me," Owen said sticking his gun down in the holster on his hip.

He held his hand out to his side to the Weevils can see. He said nothing but he was making eye contact to one Weevil. He had to focus on one.He walked up to the one who he got his attention. Owen stood taller to make himself look like he bigger.

The body language Owen gave to the Weevils made him look bigger. It was a psychology trick. It was a stare down between the Weevil and Owen. He felt the Weevil's eyes in his soul. It accepted Owen as one of them. He sensed it wanted to eat the man who was behind Owen. He had got them focused on him because the Weevils all moved around him. He saw that coming. He stood there trying to figure what could he do. He was trapped. He proved he was brave but now he felt stupid. A great plan this was he was thinking.

[Daniel O'Neill]

Well this man was wrong with what he thought about Daniel. Sure he wasn't the police, UNIT or military but he was Torchwood through and through. Hand picked by Captain Jack Harkness, the man who saved Ianto Jones. The man who steeped up and filled a void within in Torchwood. The medic who kept proving himself time in and time out. Sure he didn't have a past he knew of or could remember. All he knew was that he woke up from a coma two years ago, had a few blanks filled in but that didn't matter anymore. All that mattered to him was the here and now. Speaking of which, this man beside him was starting to rub him in the wrong way.

Daniel wondered how this dark haired man know of the weevils and how he was controlling them like he was. However he could sense and smell the fear coming from the other man even if it was faint. "You know nothing of this gun.. Sure its a tranq gun but its has enough to knock out a full grown Rhino and sends off five shots at once. I'm not here to kill these weevils.. Its not part of my job. Just to get the safe and sound in a cell until Jack comes back and figured out what to do with them." He explained. Daniel left out the part about the Hub, not sure if he should say anything or not about it. So he played it safe for now.

When the gun was pointed to his head, he didn''t lower his own gun or move his eyes away from the other man. "Your not going to shoot so lower your gun. You don't want my blood on your hands. I didn't do anything to Jack. Ianto and him took a vacation, should be back anytime. Better yet, how do you know Jack?" He said, knowing fully that Jack wouldn't be back for another three days, same went for Ianto. There was something they were taking care.. Some kind of alien tech that had found its way into London and needed recovering.

When the weevils hissed again, he turned his attention back to them. Daniel didn't trust this other man but what choice did he have at the moment. Whatever was going on at the moment, he could tell the weevils were growing more on the edge. "Well that makes two of us. I don't trust you either." He relaxed a little more when he seen the other man put the gun into his holster. Daniel kept his aim on the weevils, watching and ready to do something if he needed. He came a bit confused when the weevil seem to accept the man until they circled him. Okay that was different..

He stood there wondering if the weevils had formed a pack and was now acting like one or if they were getting ready to do something. Either way this wasn't good. He opened fire up on the weevils, trying to hit each of them with one of the tranqs. Like he said, he could get fire rounds in less than a few seconds.

[Owen Harper]

Owen did not want this man with the tranquilizer know about Torchwood. Owen knew Jack and Ianto had not gone on vacation. This man was lying. Owen knew it. "They had gone on vacaction", Owen said with a sneer. "Oh! They will be back with a few souvenirs. I don't want Mickey Mouse ears!"

Owen stiffened as the Wevils surrounded him. "Look! I work for Torchwood. I can't wait for Jack Harkness come and save my ass! With Ianto running behind with his tea." Owen took a deep breath. "We don't want the police to be involved."

Owen took a deep breath. It was time for Owen to be brave and stupid! He took a deep breath, let a scream out in a breath. He screamed out loud Weevil angry hiss.The Weevils cower away from Owen.

Owen pulled out his gun. "You mentioned you can get five Weevils one shot?" he asked the man. "Show me your skill!" A Weevil started to move close up to Owen. The Weevil was extremely close.

Owen slowly pointed his finger at the Weevil. The Weevil slowly moved away. "NOW!" Owen yelled.

[Jenny]

Night, it was one of those nights, the young woman thought as she walked down what appeared to be a deserted alleyway. She had found him only to lose track of him again. “Someone needs to nail that mans feet down to the floor.” She muttered unconsciously. Her eyes looked everywhere and at everything she came a crossed with. Having never seen so many new things before in her life. She could spend years here just seeing new things. The variety absolutely amazed and excited her.

A sound from up ahead caught her attention. It sounded as if someone was talking and it wasn’t someone who was in the best of moods. Turning a corner she spotted what appeared to be two men surrounded by an absolute mob of monstrous and hideous looking humanoid creatures. “Those things look worse than the Hath and that… is saying something,” she muttered. Reaching down she grabbed her new shiny semi-automatic pistol from the holster strapped to her thigh. Its polished glossy black surface practically gleamed within her grip.

She pointed its glistening barrel towards the mob that surrounded the men and just as one of those individuals yelled NOW! Jenny opened fire. She rained down bullets upon the creatures in rapid succession. Hitting two in the head and noticed absently as they fell forward onto the ground with twin bullet holes in their heads.

Unfortunately one of them went astray and pinged off of a lamp post after traveling through one of the creatures head. The bullet headed straight for one of the trapped men and Jenny let out an audible gasp as it headed right for him. She felt an instance of pity for the man. She knew how it was to get shot; the initial surprise and then the pain; the burning agony, the labored breath, and then finally that final breath.

She advanced steadily regardless, targeting a couple more of the creatures. Normally she would have preferred to kill these monsters face to face, but their sheer numbers would have made that suicide.

[Daniel O'Neill]

When it came to Torchwood, he knew quite a bit and was learning more with each day. He would often spend hours at the end of the day (when others had gone home), helping Ianto with files. Listening to him talked about stuff and answering any questions that he might have. Daniel felt like the Torchwood team was his family. He had grown rather close to Ianto and Jack. It was the first time, he felt comfort enough around someone to let them close. He had a feeling Jack knew what it was like not to remember a part of one's life. "Wouldn't really call it a holiday." He said, noting Owen's sneer wondering what crawled up his butt.

"Never seen you around there and last I knew, anyone named Owen had either vanish or he was transfered. Can't remember which.. Oh wait, he had vanished then Jack found him and transfered him. Judging by what you know, I can see why that was done." He said, not really in the mood to deal with the other man and his issues. All he wanted was to get this over. His eyes glared over at Owen when he screamed wondering what the heck was up with that. This man was like a rogue cowboy. Daniel watched as the weevils cowered away, well it worked a little bit whatever the point was of it.

Daniel opened fired and had taken down five of the weevils before he was on the ground. The bullet having hit the side of his neck, tearing right through. There was a groan of pain as he hit the ground, blood coming from the corner of his mouth having come up. His blue gray eyes looking around wondering if it was Owen who shot him. However after the first gush of blood, instead of still flowing out, his bleeding was starting to slow. Daniel coughed, trying not to choke on the blood in the back of his mouth. Fighting against the pain and his body, he rolled over and spat out the blood.

It was the first time, he remembered being shot. The burn of the bullet as it tore through his skin, the warmth of his blood. Then there was the pain from his head hitting the pavement, his head had been split open a little from the impact but the wound was already starting to close. He could feel the wet coldness of the ground seeping past his clothing. He had no idea of what was going on around him. His mind lost in what he was going through.

[Owen Harper]

Weevil's dropped from being shot. Weevils coward away and ran away. On the corner of the eye, Daniel fell down. Owen turned to the man. He saw Daniel lost blood from his neck. He kneeled down beside Daniel. He looked at Daniel's neck. It was a bullet wound. He pointed his gun around the area.

"Drop it!" he said, pointing the gun at Jenny. "DROP THE GUN NOW!" Owen yelled. "I am going to kill you if you do not put that gun down!" he said standing up.

All his focus was on the danger on the blonde with her blazing guns. He had idea why she shot the Weevils but Owen had no idea why she shot Daniel. He jerked his gun at the blonde. He was hoping she make a move. He will send a bullet in her chest. He had plenty target practice. He was angry. And he would not mind releasing that pain by pulling the trigger.

The words of being transferred ranged in his head. He hated Jack doing that. So, yea he would love send a bullet at this blonde girl. God she was beautiful. He would like to shag her. There goes his mind. The fear of her shooting him. The excitement of he holding a gun. He was getting horny. Why does he get horny in danger? But still he was angry.
Daniel was Torchwood. Owen was not sure he want to like Daniel. Daniel was taking his job. It was maddening. Owen defending the man who be replacing him. God he wanted to shoot someone. Can he shoot Daniel? That would be nice. But he don't think he could.

"PUT THAT BLOODY GUN DOWN!" he said, warning her again.

[Jenny]

‘And this is why you should never play with guns,’ she thought. She could not help but to wonder at just how angry her father would be if he could see what she had done, even advertently. The creatures took off running and the other man, the one still standing rushed to the fallen. ‘Collateral damage,’ that is what she would have called it if her father and Donna had not talked some sense into her.

One day, a few hours, it was all the memory that she had of them. It was the only guidance she had ever received. ‘Dad is going to be VERY upset about this,’ she thought staring with a dawning feeling of remorse, the wired reaction of battle waning as quickly as it had come.

She started almost as if she could not believe that it was real. Once again a gun was about to fire, only this time instead of it being pointed at the one person she cared about more than any other, it was pointed at her. She could tell he meant business and she was not stupid, reckless yes, stupid no.

She moved the weapon slowly to the ground, carefully cautiously. Turning the safety on as she did so. There she dropped it slowly to the ground before righting herself. Her dad was right, guns were nothing but trouble and she decided then and there that it was time to find a better way to fight evil creatures.

She tilted her head slightly in curiosity; wondering at the play of emotions of the armed man’s face. He half looked like he wished he had shot the man. She also wondered briefly if he was going to do something about the wounded man or if he was going to let him bleed to death.

[Daniel O'Neill]

It wasn't the first time that he had been hurt, so he knew he was in no real danger. Daniel knew the bleeding would stop in a few minutes and then the heal will start. But this was a gun shot wound which meant, he needed to get the bullet out at some point when there was no one around. He wished it was like last time when he was slashed by that monster in the alley and no one was around to see him get hurt. When someone seen him, he passed it off as blood of the other man he was working on. That his clothes had been snagged on a fence he was trying to jump over. However, this time there was at least two people and he wasn't sure how many else where around that seen what had happened.

He could hear Owen, trying to gain control over the scene and take charge. He wondered how Jack could have stuck with this that man for as long as he did. He must have been really good or had some other benefits. It took a while for the voice to sound like they should and not in the distant. Then he heard the gun drop to the ground after what seemed a while, Daniel opened his eyes and looked around slowly. Trying figure out what was going on. The creatures were gone which was a good thing well besides the dead ones. A hand was brought up to his neck and he held over the wound in his neck as if trying to get the bleeding to stop. Which it had already done.

"What the heck is going on?" He asked looking over at Owen before looking around again. He seen a young beautiful lady standing there. Daniel wondered who the hell let their young daughter own a gun. The thoughts were shook away as he stood up slowly, feeling a little dizzy as he stood there. His eyes looking down at the ground as he tried to figure out how to clean this mess up. For every right, Daniel should have either been bleeding on the ground or dead but he wasn't like most people. He knew that much but he wasn't sure what he was. All he knew that he was a human with something strange going on with them.

[Owen Harper]

He watched Jenny placed the safety on and put the gun down. Owen remembered the time they had told someone to drop the gun. They never shut off the safety off. The gun gone off and shot Captain Jack Harkness. Jack went down. The person who did thought Jack was dead. They had decided to let that person remember that. It was a good memory to remember but they recon the aliens out of the person's head.

"Now, that is a good girl," he said. "Why did--woa!' he said. Surprised at Daniel's recovery. That was a fatal shot. Daniel was on death's foot step. Owen quickly brought his attention back to the blonde. "Are you lucky, gorgeous," Owen said to Jenny.

Sideway look at Daniel. Owen saw Daniel healed fast like Captain Jack. "Are you like Jack?Immortal too?" Owen asked. "How many secrets does he have?" Owen said to Daniel.
Owen had hated Jack and his dark secrets. He never knows Jack. The man was not in the computer. Why in the hell was he working for a person who does not exist.

Pointing the gun to the beauty, "Gorgeous tell us who you are? And why did you shoot Daniel here?" Owen asked. "Please speak the truth. I do hate to be lied, sweety."

[Jenny]

Jenny watched with an expression and feeling of puzzlement but relief as the fallen man stirred and started to look around. This surprised her. But when the man stood she couldn’t help but to stare wide-eyed and bewildered.

She breathed a little easier, although she really decided that she disliked having guns pointed at her. ‘Maybe that’s what dad meant by it infects you,’ she contemplated turning from the man who should not have been standing and the one who was still pointing his weapon.

She listened readily at the men’s short conversation, ‘Immortal? Jack?’ It puzzled her and she wondered for not the first time at her own recovery from death. ‘Don’t people just die anymore?’ she wondered.

How much to tell? What to tell? These were thoughts that raced through her mind. “I’m Jenny,” she said hesitantly. “It was an accident. If I would have wanted to shoot him I would have hit a vital organ that would have killed him much cleaner.” She said her eyes looking back at Owen with a look of certainty on her face.

[Daniel O'Neill]

His eyes looked up as the rain started to come back down, just very light for now. It felt good to him for some strange reason. Rain was something he always liked and was thankful for it at the moment but hoped it didn't come down and harder or faster. It wasn't until he looked down at Owen that he had seen the shock on the man's fast. He was puzzled for a moment then moved his hand away, blood on his hand now. The wound in his neck still open but no longer bleeding. However, his attention was soon turned back to the other women. She seemed as shocked as Owen. "Down boy, she doesn't look old enough for any of those thoughts running through your mind." He said to Owen before the other man started to speak about Jack.

"Immortal? He asked confused, last he knew he could died and not come back to life. Sure the wound he suffered was bad but he was still wounded and the bullet was still inside of him. "Not the last time I checked.. I clot fast.. I'm sure I still can die." He just hoped neither of them would try to kill him. It wasn't something he wanted to test out. All he knew was that he was as human as either Owen and Jenny. Then again, he didn't know that Jenny wasn't a human. A deep breath was taken. "Look, this hurts worse than I am letting on and I need to close the wound before it starts bleeding again or worse." He was saying that to get them off his shoulders, though he knew in a day or so the wound be gone and like nothing ever happened.

His eyes turned back to Jenny when she introduced herself. "Owen, lower your gun." He said, hoping the other man would follow an order. The last thing he needed was someone else to get shot at this point. "I am going to need you to remove the bullet in my neck and you can't do that, holding your gun." Hoping to make some sense and make it sound less like an order. Then he looked back at Jenny and groaned with a shake of his head. "Hey now, I'm not yours for target practice or to kill. I'm sure you could, if you wanted to but enough blood has been shed tonight." Daniel moved to sit back down, still feeling dizzy from the amount of blood he had lost. His eyes closed for a moment as he tried to regain himself and to keep from passing out.