Used to be Friends (5/?)

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Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. Or anything you recognize from the episode. I own the rapist. Or at least the idea of the rapist, I’m not sure about the name.
Chapter Summary: Jack and Martha make arraignments. There’s a new player that works with the Pharm and two are in danger away from the Hub.
AN: Part two of the Reset AU. I have no idea why I’m taking so long on this part. (I think I know why though.)

Martha wiped the rest of the gel off after turning off the machine. Owen pulled down his shirt and brought his legs up to rest his head on. “The baby and Owen seem fine. No permanent damage,” Martha summed, her eyes pointing at Jack. They sent the message Tell me what’s going on. Now!

“Give me a minute. I’ll get him calmed down enough so we can get him on the couch for some sleep,” Jack delayed. She nodded and he carefully started coaxing Owen up the stairs to the couch situated behind the stations. There was already a blanket, pillows and a warm cup of cocoa when they got up there. 

He settled down enough for Jack to leave him and take Martha back up to his office. “Jack, how is Owen pregnant?” 

“Owen had a tech run. We thought nothing had happened. The tech grew reproductive organs in short time. It also speeds up the pregnancy.” 

“How long ago did this happen and how far along is the baby?” 

“Four weeks, and about eight to nine weeks.” 

“Speed is doubled. Now I get why you needed someone else. But he’s already showing.” 

“Different than girls. Trust me, I know.” Martha raised an eyebrow. “You don’t want to know.” 

“Does this involve some past story about you becoming pregnant?” Jack coughed a little and looked away. “I should have known. I know an ob from UNIT. She deals with human and alien pregnancies. She’s had a couple of men before. This shouldn’t surprise her too much.”

“We should bring her within two weeks to give him a proper check.” 
 

Martha nodded. “I’ll talk to her when I get back. Now, do I get that tour?” 
 

“Of course, Mss Jones.” Jack offered his arm as they headed back down. 

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Owen was sitting up when they came back. She noticed tech on a lighted table and picked it up. “You’ve got some well weird kit. What’s this?” Martha asked. 

Jack’s answer wasn’t helpful, saying “Careful with that, it’s an alien artefact.” Owen took the tech and started adjusting it. 

“Yeah, there’s a lot of argument about this, but for my money, it’s got to be a surgical instrument.” 

“Really?” Martha questioned. 

“He’s guessing. Typical medic, who will not be touching it for another couple of months.” Jack took the tech out of his hands and placed it back on the table. He went away but didn’t go back up to his office. He hid in the shadows below the stairs, waiting for the inevitable. 

Owen took the tech back. “I call it a singularity scalpel. It concentrates energy on a tiny fixed point without damaging anything on the way.” 

“Owen, you remember what happened the last time?” Gwen mentioned. 

He nods, and then wads a piece of paper before setting it in a cup. He sets the cup on the lighted table.
Ianto looked around before stopping by Jack. “He wasn’t there. Locks were picked. We may want to move him to a safer place.” 

Jack nods as he watches Owen accidently hitting the tech behind the table. “We can use the long term bedroom for special cases. It hasn’t been used in a while, though.” He quickly kissed Ianto before going over and plucking the scalpel out of Owen’s hands. 

Ianto walked forward, stating the second reason he was down in the Hub. “There’s been another attack. Assault with a hypodermic. Only this time, the victim survived. Woman, aged twenty-seven. She’s in the hospital. Medical records wiped, just like the others.” 

“Martha, Gwen, please. Ianto, start setting up the extra bedroom. Owen, try and get some sleep. Tosh, how close are you on the records?”

“They’ve been completely wiped. All the way down into the hard drive. And if these people were born after a certain time, they only have computer files.”

“And it could be possible that they’ve taken the paper copies.”

“They’re erasing all traces that these people were even in the system. What’s the possibility of the paper copies?” Owen asked.

“Slim,” Ianto replied.

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“I got it from the Pharm!” Marie admitted.

“The farm? What farm? Marie!” Martha pursued.

“No, P H A R M, The Pharm. It’s a medical research place, all right. My boyfriend wanted to help me after he
found out.”

“How did you get it from there? And how did your boyfriend know about it?” Owen asked.

“They gave it to me. They paid me a lot of money. They said I should keep quiet about it cos it was part of the
contract. He said it was normal. That he had brought others,” she confessed, “He was getting rid of me.
Damn that Ben Slate.”

They couldn’t ask her anything else as she started convulsing. Owen injected her more medicine in her thigh, but she flatlined. After taking a few samples of the insects that came out after death, they left the room. Martha sealed it off while Owen talked to Ianto about bringing her back. He was looking down the hall when he saw the very person she had mentioned. Ben was flanked by another man. He took notice of Owen and Martha outside the door of Marie’s room and moved quickly toward them.

“Martha, run.”