Torchwood( A Torchwood/Captain Jack Harkness Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Eight:Ghosts

"Owen, Gwen, Left into the alley, right...thirty meters!" Tosh instructed through our earpieces.

"What is is? What can you see?" Gwen asked.

"I can't get a visual, just a signal. Diagonal right towards the castle. Jack, Sharp right, twenty meters." I was basically thrown against the door as Jack made the sharp turn.

"Can you identify the target?" I asked.

"Still trying to get a visual. Twenty seconds to contact! Fifteen seconds."

"No heroics. We've got no idea what we're dealing with." Jack commanded.

"Ten seconds." Jack and I rushed out of the car. "Got it! Suspect's male, wearing a hoodie.Go Gwen!" I ran out in front of an alley only to be knocked hard to the ground and knocking my head into the brick wall. Blood dripped down my face as Owen and Gwen zoomed past me.

"You alright?" Jack asked, helping me up.

"Yeah, fine." Owen, Jack, and I got stuck behind a grate.

"OPEN IT UP!" Jack demanded. It opened and we ducked under it. When we found Gwen she was just standing there, holding something. She was crying."Sorry, that dang gate cut us off."

"Gwen? Gwen, are you ok?" I asked, putting a hand on her arm. She jumped.

"I've just seen a ghost." 

~~~

"This is the feed from the station camera..." Tosh was showing Jack and Gwen the footage, while I attempted to clean the cut on my forehead."Gwen grabs the kid, she's got his jacket, and he just slips out."

"You ok with this?" Jack asked her. She nodded and he walked over to me, taking the wash cloth and placing one hand behind my head while he cleaned the blood off."You got pretty banged up there. You feeling ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I've got a hard head."

"Believe me, I know."

"And then?" Gwen called.

"Then Jack, Owen, and Diane arrive and then...nothing. Sorry."

"No it...it was as real is this is. More real. I could see what he was thinking, I could feel it." Ianto handed me a roll of bandages and I quietly thanked him."Like I was lost."

"Intense emotion could be part of a neurological event. Hallucinations, dementia..."

"I wasn't hallucinating Owen." Jack helped me bandage up my head, taping gauze to it."And I'm not bloody senile."

"Stop, guys. Arguing about it isn't going to help anything." I took the device. "So you pushed this button and that's when you saw this...this apparition?"

"Yeah."Jack took it, putting his hand over the button.

"Jack no!"

"Don't!"

"As if!" Jack said.

"But that's what it felt like. An apparition."Gwen explained."A ghost."

"Toshiko, where do we start?" I asked.

"The guy you were chasing I've got lots of CCTV so tracking him down will be easy. The little boy, you said there was a name on the card around his neck.

"Flanagan. Tom Erasmus Flanegan."

"Unusual name, that'll help. Run a complete check." Jack told her."Births, Marriages, deaths, Criminal records, passports,  however long it takes, wherever he is, we'll find him."

"Found him." Owen staid,"Flanagan Thomas Erasmus, Seventy-found Brynaeron Terris, Bluetown. He's in the phone book."

~~~

Owen and Gwen would go see Tom in the morning. Everyone went home while I sat at my desk, looking over the device. Katherine would know what it was. If she were here. So would the Doctor. Jack leaned against the desk next to me.

"Any luck?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I have no idea. I've been through decades of records and there isn't anything like this." I huffed, slamming my head down onto the desk, before instantly sitting up. Bad idea.

"Careful." Jack warned. 

"Yeah, thanks Captain Hindsight." I told him. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Any time." He whispered in my ear. He started massaging my shoulders. "I think you need to take a break. You've been here all night. You're tense."

"I'm always tense. I can't help it."

"Let me help you with that." He grabbed my hand, leading me to my room. He sat down on the bed, pulling me in between his legs and Rubbing my shoulders.  He moved his hands lower, going beneath my shirt and rubbing my back. I closed my eyes, relaxing a bit."Is that better?"

"A bit." He leaned forward, pressing his lips against my jaw.  He moved up and down my neck,wrapping his arms around my waist. I smiled. I looked up at him and he pressed his lips to mine.  I moved, turning to face him. My hands were shaking. I was terrified. This was all new to me.  Jack grabbed my waist, pulling me so that I was sitting on top of him. I pulled away.

"Is this bothering you?" He asked.

"Not bothering me...just...different. I've never done...this." He nodded.

"We should probably get some sleep." I nodded, walking over to my dresser and pulling out a pair of shorts. "Do you want this?" I turned and he tugged on the button up shirt he wore over his t-shirt."Yeah." He took it off, kicking his shoes off, while I walked into the bathroom and changed. I kicked my clothes aside and crawled into bed beside him. He wrapped an arm around my waist and I snuggled into his chest.