My name is Owen Harper.

I used to have a nice life. A happy life. A damn good life. Then all that changed.

I met Captain Jack Harkness and joined Torchwood.

Now I work with aliens. Yeah, you heard me right, aliens. To be honest they're usually dead aliens.

5 years at medical school and nobody ever told me how to autopsy something from out of space. Most of the time I've no idea what I'm doing. Jack never seems to notice.

Torchwood isn't a job, it's my life.

History says it will probably be my death too.

I could leave tomorrow. Forget it all. Live in ignorance. Just live.

But what's the point?

At least here I'm wanted.

My name is Owen Harper.

This is who I am.

I am Torchwood.