Nightingale: Agent of Torchwood

Day One [5]

Nightingale entered the main hub and met Owen, who clapped at her.

"Way to go, newbie, that was a methodical investigation. I can't wait to see you take down her particulars," Owen teased.

Nightingale ran at Owen and grabbed his lapels, pushing him against a wall.

"What are you doing? Get off me,"

"That girl's body has been overrun by I don't know what, and you think it's a joke!" Nightingale hissed.

"Alright, Jesus, I'm sorry,"

Jack appeared next to them from the corner. "You know, strictly speaking, throttling the staff is my job,"

Nightingale let Owen go.

Ianto arrived with takeaway food.

Owen moved his neck, sore.

"So, who's for Chinese?" Ianto asked, breaking the tension.

Nightingale moved to leave, but Jack held her back.

"You know when I said, get information on her..." Jack teased slightly.

"I don't know what happened...that's never...I mean, it has before...but not..." Nightingale sighed. "I need some air,"

***

"Hey," Jack brought Nightingale a container of Chinese food. "Brought you some food,"

Nightingale continued watching the screen of Carys's cell. "What are we doing having Chinese while a girl fights for her life?"

"Actually, while we've been eating, the computers have been running a full bio-scan on Carys, profiling her blood, metabolism, organs, skin, the works. So we can see what effect the alien has on her. They've also been taking samples of the air in the cell so we can analyze changes in the environment around her. Now, is that enough? Do you want more? Cos it gets kinda boring,"

"You want boring. Carys Fletcher was born on 13th November 1987. She works at a temping agency, and she earned badges for swimming when she was 6. Her mother died in a car crash when she was 10. She also enjoys discussing the merits of Orlando Bloom and Heath Ledger." Nightingale looked up at Jack. "What?"

"No. Just, it's brilliant. You are brilliant,"

"You should take a look at this." Tosh told the duo, causing them to walk to her station "This is the normal chemical composition of the air in that cell. And these are the readings from the last hour. The alien's secreting an ultra-powerful blend of airborne pheromones. Sex pheromones. A thousand times more potent than anything we'd normally experience,"

"She's a walking aphrodisiac," Nightingale realized "I wondered why I snogged her..." she glanced over at Tosh "not saying that I haven't...I mean...it's been a while,"

"Are you always this awkward?" Jack wondered.

"Shut up." Nightingale looked at the readings. "We can't let any man near her,"

"Owen," Tosh realized.

Toshiko and Nightingale went to the cells.

Owen was standing naked in Carys's cell; Carys was gone.

"Jack, Carys is out of the cell," Toshiko reported.

"Cheeky bitch took my swipe card," Owen explained.

"I'll deal with it." Jack told the team, "And tell Owen he needs to work on the abs a bit harder,"

Toshiko opened the cell door for Owen, and he exited the cell.

"I was taking some readings, keeping an eye on her, and bang..."

"You got away lightly," Nightingale claimed. "Be thankful she was only interested in your swipe card,"