"So that would be where you left your earpiece." Becky placed a hand on Jack's shoulder as his face fell. He was obviously angry with himself.

"I can't believe it" he kept saying. "How could I be so brainless?"

"Hey, it was an accident" Tosh reassured him. "It could have happened to any one of us."

Jack shook his head, still frustrated. He grabbed the microphone from Tosh's desk and started speaking into it.

"Look, Rob Martins, I don't care how valuable this alien would be to your collection, but you are not getting her. Do you understand?"

Outside, Rob Martins laughed. He had a firm grip on Ianto's arm, one not unlike the one he had held on Becky, one that couldn't be loosened.

"Tell you what, I'll trade Ianto for…what did you call the alien…Violet."

"What do you mean, you'll trade Ianto?"

There was silence on the other end. Jack switched the microphone off and sat heavily in the nearest chair.

"He's got Ianto" he said weakly. "And that means he really knows how to piss me off."

Becky knelt on the floor beside Jack.

"What are we going to do?" she asked as Gwen sat in front of them.

"We need to distract him."

"But the only thing that would do that is Violet" Owen said. "And we can't let him take her."

"So we need a fake Violet" Tosh said. Everyone looked at her in wonder.

"That's not a bad idea…" Becky began. "But we'd need to disguise one of us as her, and I don't think we should risk that."

"Why not?" argued Owen.

"Because they'd be caught by Martins, or by anyone who's seen that ridiculous poster he put up. Do you want to risk that?"

"Sounds like a challenge."

Becky stared at him, and he just grinned back. Jack stood up.

"You sure you wanna do that? You'd have to run fast, and not face Martins."

Owen nodded. Jack smiled a little.

"Do we have any purple paint? Oh, and we'll need a razor."

Owen's eyes widened as he remembered Violet was bald. He then shook the shock off.

"Go on then. It'll grow back. Bald me, baby. Just…leave the nose intact, would you?"

Tosh giggled as she produced a razor and started to shave his head. Jack then took a pot of purple spray paint from a nearby box. Becky stared.

"Is there anything you don't have?"

Jack grinned and started to spray Owen's hands.

"Nope."

"Can I have a go?" Becky smiled and took the paint. She laughed as she sprayed it over one of Owen's ears. "It's fun." Her grin widened as Jack took a tube of bright red lipstick from his coat pocket.

"This belonged to an old girlfriend" he said as he applied it to Owen's lips. "She loved to stand out." He grinned as he finished. "I've always wanted to do that to you, Owen."

Owen pouted and ran a hand through his non-existent hair as Tosh took a camera out of her bag.

"I need evidence of this" she said as she started taking pictures. "I need a new wallpaper for my laptop too."

Gwen grinned and pulled Owen to his feet. She kissed his cheek briefly.

"Don't get caught" she advised. "We can't do autopsies the way you can."

Owen smiled, winked, and stepped on to the platform that led them out. The hydraulics powered the platform up and led Owen to the outside world. Once he was out in the open, he sprinted past Martins and Ianto so fast, they couldn't see it was really Owen. Immediately, Martins dropped Ianto's arm and chased after him, leaving Ianto to go running back down to the Hub, where the others were waiting. As he ran through the doors, Becky threw her arms around him.

"Ianto!"

Jack stepped forward and pulled him close as Becky let go.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have put you in that spot."

"Don't worry, sir. I quite liked being the hostage and not the coffee boy."

"You make a great damsel in distress." Jack grinned.

"But why did you let Violet out?" Ianto asked suddenly.

"We didn't" Becky smiled, waving the purple paint.

"Then who…Owen?"

Jack nodded and sat back down. The others followed suit. There was nothing they could do but wait for Owen to return.

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Owen sprinted around Cardiff Bay until he couldn't run a step further. He stopped at a railing overlooking the water and waited for Martins to approach. He had an idea.

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Jack and the others sat quietly in the Hub, waiting for Owen to appear in the doorway. After half an hour, Gwen got to her feet.

"I don't believe this. Have we just sent him to…"

Jack stood up and put his hands on her shoulders.

"No. He'll be back. I'm sure he will be." He sighed. "I'm going to make sure Violet's OK."

"I'll come" Becky said quickly, eager to get away from the tense atmosphere that gripped the room. She followed Jack out and left the others alone in silence.

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Owen waited by the railing, his back turned to the street. He could feel Martins behind him, knew he was about to jump and attempt to catch him at any second. He braced himself, and at the exact right second, he swerved out of the way, leaving Martins to fly behind him into the water of Cardiff Bay. As he saw Martins' head break the surface, Owen grinned.

"Alright, Rob?" he called, laughing when he received a furious glare in response. Martins was pulled back under the water again and Owen walked off.

"See ya, Martins" he shouted as Rob struggled against the water, finally losing the battle as he went under for the final time.

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Back at the Hub, Gwen was nervously pacing around the others. Tosh was sitting quietly, anxiously biting the nail of her thumb and Ianto was making endless cups of coffee to keep himself busy.

"What's going on here, then?" a voice suddenly said at the doorway. "Didn't realise I was that important."

Owen was standing there, with a massive grin on his face. Gwen squealed and hugged him as the others let out a collective sigh of relief.

"What happened?"

"Martins got wet" Owen shrugged. The others smiled and dropped the subject, understanding Owen's statement to mean they wouldn't get any trouble from him again.

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In the Torchwood cells, Violet was stretched out on the floor, sleeping quietly for the first time since Rob Martins had found her and captured her. Jack and Becky watched her for a small while.

"What do you see when you look at her now?" Jack asked, turning to Becky. She smiled.

"She's finally happy. Like me" she answered as she gave Jack a hug.