"Tosh, Owen, you go left, Ianto, you're with me!" Jack shouted as a swarm of Weevils appeared in the doorway of the abandoned factory. The team ran into their designated directions while Jack quickly counted how many they were dealing with.

"Right, one each guys, lets get going!"

Jack tackled his Weevil full on, battering it into a wall. Slightly to his right, Ianto was having a fistfight with his. Several minutes later 3 Weevils were on the floor incapacitated while the fourth was completely surrounded and sprayed with the sedative.

"Nice work team, now tag 'em and bag 'em." Jack said, turning so he missed Ianto rolling his eyes at the ridiculous command. The team dragged the Weevils to the SUV and packed them in the boot. Jack glanced round at them all, checking for any injuries, no matter how small. With Gwen still on her honeymoon, things were even more dangerous. However there was nothing more that the usual cuts and bruises that came with their encounters with Weevils. He breathed an inward sigh of relief. The team was perfect at the moment, even if Gwen was temporarily away, and Owen was technically dead. It was nothing they weren't handling. And rift activity had been surprisingly small during Gwen's absence, although this probably meant there was an invasion coming, as Ianto regularly joked.

The team clambered into the vehicle, with Jack driving, and Owen taking the passenger seat in place of Gwen. Thanks to Jacks speedy, if somewhat erratic, driving they were at the Hub in less than 15 minutes. Deciding to take the Weevils out later, after a cup of the magical Ianto coffee, the team went through the tourist office, where Ianto pushed the button under the desk leading to their underground lair. As they stepped through the cog wheel they were all laughing as Jack told one of his outrageous stories that they didn't know whether to believe or not.

"Well I obviously didn't realize that he wasn't just a human…but when he exploded halfway through, I realized he was a-"

"A Raejjig? Well I did try to warn you, but as ever, you didn't listen."

The team whirled round, all pulling out their guns and aiming them towards the voice that had floated down. After a few clicking foot steps, a figure appeared, leaning over the railings, flashing a smile that was as flirty as it was brilliant.

"Hey Jack. Dya miss me?"

**********

The figure leaned back and began making its way down the steps towards them. The team all automatically readjusted positions so they still had a clear target.

"Jaa-ack" murmured Tosh, unsure what was going on.

"Owen!" Ianto called to him frantically.

"What, Teaboy? Now is not the time!" Owen snapped back.

"Well, I don't think Jack is breathing."

"Give him a slap or something then"

"What, seriously?"

"No, I want you to pretend. Yes, seriously!"

Ianto moved closer to Jack, who was standing transfixed at the still approaching figure and was definitely not breathing.

"Shit, sorry Jack" Ianto mumbled, before striking Jack smartly across the face. Immediately there was a sharp intake of breath from Jack, not unlike the times when he came back to life.

"Thank you, Ianto!" He said, shaking his head slightly.

"Ahem, Jack! Slight situation here!" Owen growled at him. Jack immediately turned his attention to the figure that was now only a few metres from them, but still in the shadow. It had stopped, and was leaning somewhat lethargically on Tosh's abandoned desk. Jack beckoned to the figure, which sighed loudly, and heaved itself off the desk and out of the shadow.

**********

The biggest gasp came Owen, which was understandable, and made Jack chuckle inwardly. She could never resist an entrance. The rest of the team also stared in shock, as though unable to take their eyes away from the beautifully stunning girl standing with such ease in front of them. She was no more than 16, but was clad in black leather trousers, and a tight black t-shirt. She had an amazing figure, but it was her face that was truly breathtaking. She had high, slanting cheekbones, and a perfectly straight nose. Her wide eyes were a startling shade of green-grey, with an even more startling ring of yellow in them. She had perfect lips, which were curved upwards in a luscious smile, revealing pearl-white teeth glinting behind it. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, which swung behind her as she walked towards them. As she neared them, she raised an eyebrow, as if questioning why they all still had their guns pointed feebly at her.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." Jack drawled. The girl ignored him, merely surveying the Hub, and its other occupants.

"He was right. You definitely need a blonde. And your decorating is still rubbish. Knew I should have sorted that out," She mused, still looking round, until her gaze landed on Ianto.

"Ah, now this must be Eyecandy. Oh you still know how to pick them Jack. Oh he is gorgeous. So that's leaves Owen, the irritatingly arrogant doctor. And this must be Tosh, the technician that wasn't shy. Now where is the one with the eyes then?" The whole team had stiffened after this speech, realizing who the girl was referring to, and how she knew these things about them.

"Great, another one of these friends!" Owen snarled at Jack. The girl pulled a face.

"Oh great, what did he do now?"

"Oh, so he told you all about us, but not what he did?" Jack asked her, sounding disbelieving.

"Probably hoped they'd shoot me on sight when they found out we knew each other. Looks like it nearly worked. You know, he should try to kill us less. Its not like there are many of us left anymore." The girl had once again slipped into that far away look, suggesting she was deep in thought. However she seemed to shake herself out of it. "Anyway, this isn't exactly the warmest greeting Jack. I had hoped for at least a hug," Jack grinned at her, sheathed his weapon and strode over to her. The girl leapt into his arms while he swung her round a few times. Their laughter synchronized perfectly. Then he let her go, stepped back and gave her a right hook to the face, knocking her to the ground.

**********

The team all yelled out immediately, and started towards the girl crumpled on the floor.

"Christ Jack! What the hell is wrong with you?!?" Tosh yelled at him.

"Mate, we don't do hitting girls, especially one's that are about 12!" Owen shouted at him, jabbing the gun into his chest. Even Ianto was looking at him in disgusted manner. However the girl had already rolled herself over and up, and was standing in a boxer's stance with a decidedly evil grin on her face.

"Guys…" Jack said, in a decidedly worried tone, "Back off. Now." The team recognized the 'don't mess with me' tone in his voice, and immediately took a few steps back. The second the team were out of the way, Jack swung at the girl, who ducked the punch with seeming ease.

"Never seen him miss before," Ianto muttered under his breath.

"Me either," Owen replied sounding worried. The girl then punched Jack in the stomach, before kneeing him in the face when he was doubled over. Owen winced for Jack automatically.

"Should we…help him?" Tosh asked the guys. Her question was answered when Jack pulled his pistol from the holster on his hip. The girl froze instantly.

"Cheat." She said to him while rubbing her jaw. Jack frowned at this.

"What, no Arcadian laser pistol? No Diphaudin knives hidden up your sleeve?" Jack said, sounding mystified, and slightly disappointed. The girl gave him a withering look in return.

"Outnumbered?" She said to him, as though he was being ridiculously stupid, whilst gesturing to the team, who still had their guns out. Jack frowned again.

"How remarkably…sensible," He said, looking slightly bemused, as if it were unexpected.

"Hey, I was always the sensible partner!" The girl cried, clearly affronted. The team reacted to this statement immediately.

"Great, another ex-partner," Owen said witheringly. Ianto merely looked at Jack questioningly. And only the stranger noticed it looked like his heart was breaking.

***********

After Owen's comment about her, the stranger seemed to have had enough of the prejudice against her.

"Right, I know Johns a bloody nuisance, but really! What the hell did he do to you lot?!?" as she said the words, she had backed away until finding a corner with a sofa in it, and slowly, looking very lazy, she lowered herself into it. She was still looking at the team, and noticed Ianto's eyes narrow as he watched her do it. Damn, there always had to be one who was overly observant. She waited to see if he would say anything, and was faintly surprised when all he did was raise a singular eyebrow as though questioning her as to his next move. When she shook her head infinitesimally, he gave a small nod in reply. Thankfully no one else had noticed their exchange, too busy looking to Jack for their next move. Which it appeared he had decided on. He motioned for the team to sit down on various seats and sofas surrounding the girl. No one relinquished weapons back to their holsters. Jack cleared his throat. The girl rolled her eyes. Ianto, the closest, thought he heard her muttering "always the drama queen" under her breath and struggled not to laugh. Jack frowned at her, until she held her hands up apologetically.

"Sorry, sorry, do please tell us the story," she pleaded with Jack, giving him adorable puppy-dog eyes, which unfortunately clashed with the mischievous grin she was wearing.

"Fine." Jack grumbled at her. And then began to tell the story.