July 7th, 2007



Gwen was leading the team, a move that had required a screaming match and a firm knee to the bollocks before Owen had accepted her. She may have been a plod, but her background helped to bring some much needed discipline to their work.

Ianto, indispensable for his archival knowledge, was running on auto-pilot, but he'd become her rock.

Tosh, even quieter than usual, worked her computer magic and nobody mentioned that she'd taken to electronically stalking and pranking Owen.

They were running on caffeine and bluff for the most part, but they were doing their jobs and waiting.


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