Entry Five - Weevils, Planes and Alien Eyes

Well, my affair with Owen is over, and now he's injured and recovering from a Weevil attack. I'd say it was unlucky, but he WAS stood in the Weevil's cage, practically asking for it.

But before I get to that.. I'll go back to the last time I blogged.

There were reports of murders in the city. Torchwood don't normally deal with murders but this one was different. At this one, the murderer had written Torchwood in blood on the white walls of the victims' bedroom. Then Owen found out that the murderer had Retcon, our amnesia drug, in his blood stream.

So we used the glove. Or more, I did. The Murdered victim told us the name of his murderer, and mentioned one other name.. Suzie.

So we brought her back. She was, unknown to me, taking the life from me, even though I was being rather lovely to her (despite her trying to kill me) she still would rather I die if it meant she got to live.

In the end, Jack killed her, after a long and gruelling process in which the team were locked in the Hub, and had to call my ex-collegues to get out, and Tosh destroyed the Glove forever.

A few days later, we were called to an RTA, Eugene had been killed, a guy who always used to follow us around. I was sure he used to have a thing for me, which, it turns out, he did. Still, that made me feel guilty so obviously I had to investigate the whole thing. In the end, it was a simple hit and run, but it turned out Eugene actually did have an alien artifact, which now sits in Jack's desk drawer.


Then came the plane. All sorts of things come through the rift. Sometimes it's people, sometimes it's aliens, and sometimes it's planes from 1953.

I said to Jack, once they were inside the Hub "At least it wasn't aliens". He instantly replied "Might have been easier." and I think he was right.

Although I bonded with Emma, an 18 year old from Bristol, things might have been easier. Due to her young age, Emma fitted in well and adapted easily. Right now, she's living in London. Hopefully I'll see her again. John, however, didn't take it too well and ended up committing suicide. And Diane, well, she broke Owen's heart by flying back through the Rift, leading to Owen becoming a twat over the past two weeks.

Anyway, Rhys and I fell out last night, which then lead to me and Owen falling out, in a way. We were out for a meal and.. oh you don't need to know. All you need to know is that Jack turned up. Weevils were being 'Weevil-napped' from the streets and taken to a sort of fight club.

I retconned Rhys and then told him about my affair - bad move.

Owen was sent to investigate, and that's how he ended up in the Weevil cage. By choice, apparently.

Anyway, I have to run.. Apparently Jack and Tosh have just disappeared from an old dance hall.