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When Jack arrived back at the hub after dealing with the final clear up of the Cary’s case it was to find his newest team member softly murmuring to the pterodactyl whose cage had somehow been moved to next to her desk and the rest of the hub in a mess
When Jack arrived back at the Hub after dealing with the final clear up of the Carys case it was to find his newest team member softly murmuring to the pterodactyl, whose cage had somehow been moved to next to her desk, and the rest of the Hub in a mess. Paper was scattered all over and some of the computer equipment was on its side.
Ianto was clearing up in the medical area. Heading over Jack cut straight to the point. “What happened?”
“Myfanwy got a new mum.”
“Excuse me?”
“The pterodactyl discovered that Suzie was dead, went a bit wild. Gwen managed to calm her back down and seems to have been adopted as step mum.”
“Why, exactly, was the newest member of the team the one to tame it?”
“Um…”
“Because the others were hiding under tables in fear.” Came Gwen’s voice from behind Jack. He raised an eyebrow at Ianto. “Something you neglected to mention?”
“It’s a pterodactyl sir. You can hardly expect us to calmly pet it.”
“And yet our newest recruit is quite happy doing just that.”
“It’s hardly my fault you pick the insane ones.”
“Oi!”
“No offence meant.”
“And use HER not IT. More personal.”
Ianto rolled his eyes as if to say ‘I rest my case.’
“I’m quite happy to look after her, Jack. She’s cute.” He looked at her as if she was crazy but nodded.
“Fine, you get the pterodactyl bonus. You have to be in early to feed her and have to put her to bed at night. Ianto can let her out in a morning before she’s fed.”
“I get a bonus for that?”
“You complaining?”
Gwen backed away with her hands up. “No, I’m fine with it. Unexpected, that’s all.”
“Whose idea was the name?”
“Suzie’s,” was the succinct reply. Upon receiving a questioning glance from Jack, Gwen elaborated. “It was on file. Responds to Myfanwy. I can hardly rename her.”
Jack shook his head in disbelief but walked out, leaving Ianto cleaning up and Gwen stood on her own. She turned back to her desk and made sure Myfanwy was ok before settling down to do some research. If she was going to be a pterodactyl’s mum she was going to have to do a lot of research. Not that there was likely to be a lot of information on the care and handling of pterodactyls, but she was sure she would find SOMETHING.