Entry Two - Lasagne Head

"Why don't we go out?" Rhys asked me, the night before I was due to start at Torchwood
"Where?" He wanted to celebrate. Let me explain something to you about my boyfriend. Rhys William's idea of a night out is one of two things. It's either boozing it up with the lad in a local nightclub, or boozing it up with the lads in the pub watching footy. So when he suggested bowling, a movie, and dinner in a nice restaurant, I was a bit surprised, to say the least.

But we did go out. And we did go bowling (I won) and to a movie (I fell asleep - he's not choosing the movie ever again) and to dinner. And we were planning on an early night when Rhys spotted a, well, what looked like a plane of fire, falling from the sky. Next thing I know, I'm called into work a few hours early to investigate a fallen meteorite.

You know how they say that whenever you try to act cool you end up looking like a complete arse? It's true. Doctor Dickhead was being a bit of a wanker, so I, cool as a cucumber, made some joke about his tool not being big enough for the job (he'd asked me to pass him a chisel) so I threw it.. thinking he'd catch it.. but he didn't, and it hit the meteorite, releasing a gaseous sex driven alien into the atmosphere. Yeah.. typical. Messing up on my first day. And Doctor Dickhead didn't make me feel any better about it.

Let me tell you about Doctor Dickhead. Doctor Owen Harper, likes to make sure people know he's a doctor. Think of the most arogant person you know, and quadruple it and then add a whole load of cockiness and you're still so very far away from Owen. That's NICE compared to Owen. He's pretty much a genius, but then, so is Toshiko when it comes to computers. But Owen, well, he's an arse about it. He's attractive, yeah, but.. ugh, let's not go there.

Ok, moving on. This alien killed a boy just as he reached climax. It feeds off male orgasmic energy, after it took on a host body in the form of Carys Fletcher. Carys who I had a bit of a snog with for reasons far beyond what you're thinking. The alien changed the atmosphere around her, turning her into a walking aphrodisiac (Jack's words). Yeah, that's my excuse and yes, I'm sticking to it.

Luckily for me, I say luckily, it probably wasn't luckily, but it made me feel a little better, Owen messed up as well, allowing Carys to escape. Saying that, Jack didn't help when after I gave him a whole presentation on what it means to be human, why we should save Carys, he let her escape because a hand in a glass jar was more important to him.

Anyway, we eventually found her again, and I offered to become the host body for this alien, in the hope that it would save Carys, and give the team time to find a way to get rid of it. I didn't need to become the host, however, as Jack saved the day. So I kissed him. Yeah. Probably a slight mistake but I did it.

When I worked for the police, there was nothing better than returning the missing to their families. Today was no different. Returning Carys to her dad was just, well it was brilliant.

Ok, that enough about my first day at work. Rhys has made lasagne, and I'm starving.

Gwen x