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 Title: Infiltrator - Part Eight.
Author:
magicom 
Rating: Maybe PG at the worst.
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of its characters. No money being made.
Paring/Characters: Jack, Ianto, (Jack/Ianto), Gwen, Doctor Rupesh Patanjali, Johnson (well, off-screen).
Spoilers: Takes into consideration all of S1, S2 and Day One of CoE.
Summary: As a whole: He's a doctor... they need a doctor. What if the 456 fuckery didn't happen and Torchwood actually did recruit Rupesh, who was trying to get the gig to spy on them for Johnson, as discussed in Day One? This part: An investigation starts on Rupesh's pet case and he overhears a conversation.
Warnings: None to speak of.
Notes: Takes place starting just before and during CoE: Day One and goes AU from there onwards.

Special Note: Sorry for the delay, everyone! Work crap got kinda crappy for a bit, but things are mostly sorted now and chapters should start appearing with their previous frequency.

 

8

Rupesh became quite engrossed in the case, working late at the Hub every night until he had enough to prove it was worth the team’s attention. He missed filing several reports with Johnson, but he thought the work he was doing was more important. He needed to find a way to build trust with Harkness and his people. Rupesh would never be of any use as an infiltrator if he wasn’t really in.

 

When he had enough to begin a proper field investigation, he brought the file to Harkness, who perused it for several minutes, then told Rupesh to call everyone to the conference room.

 

Rupesh felt a small thrill of victory and assembled Gwen and Jones as instructed. This was it. If he could prove himself…

 

In the conference room, Harkness outlined the case for them, then turned the floor over to Rupesh, giving him full credit for piecing together the information they had thus far. Maybe the captain wasn’t as cold as Rupesh had thought.

 

+++++++++++

 

The team not only took Rupesh’s evidence seriously, they followed up immediately. Gwen went into the police records for all of the information on the most recent victim. Ianto went to his computer and… Rupesh wasn’t sure what he was doing. He wasn’t chatty and nobody asked. Assuming they knew, Rupesh didn’t want to be the one to look like an idiot by inquiring, so he went back to the medical evidence to make sure he hadn’t missed anything in his area of expertise.

 

He was in the lab when he heard Harkness’ voice asking someone what they thought. He moved towards the sound and realized that the stairs at the far end of the lab led up into the captain’s office. He lingered on them, peeking across the floor, out of sight. He could see both Jones and Gwen, though he couldn’t quite see Harkness’ desk or Harkness himself from his vantage point. It occurred to him that this lab’s location would prove useful to him in his real work. He could spy on Harkness pretty easily and if anyone came along, he could just look busy with the sorts of things he was supposed to be doing. Rupesh looked over his shoulder at the array of equipment on the table behind him. In some ways, Harkness was a complete mystery, playing things close to the vest, but in others he was turning out to be ridiculously trusting. He had to know the lab was there, he just didn’t seem concerned that anyone would eavesdrop on him.

 

Rupesh crouched and listened carefully. He was mildly surprised when he realized they were talking about him.

 

“It’s time,” Harkness was saying in what must have been a response to something one of the others had said. “We have to decide whether he stays or goes back to his life. It’s not fair to keep using him if we have no intentions of keeping him on.”

 

There was a brief pause.

 

“I don’t have any problems with keeping him on,” Harkness continued, “even though he’s a bit on the enthusiastic side…” Rupesh could hear the slight smirk in his tone.

 

“They always are, at first,” Jones said with a pointed look at Gwen.

 

“Oi!” she exclaimed, wagging a mock-chastising finger at him. She looked at Harkness. “Well, I like him,” she declared without hesitation. “I think he should stay.”

 

Rupesh both loved her for that and felt maybe just a tiny bit bad for deceiving her.

 

“I don’t know,” Jones said in a slow, thoughtful manner. “The gun thing still bothers me. It was weird.”

 

‘The gun thing’. Rupesh winced slightly. Seemed that had been as close to being a deal-breaker as he’d thought at the time. It explained Jones’ wary attitude around him.

 

“It was weird,” Harkness agreed. “But he seems to have the stomach for the work and there’s no questioning his skills.”

 

Rupesh saw Jones nod, also slowly and thoughtfully.

 

“Alright,” Harkness said, and he must have stood because then Rupesh could see him walking around the desk to where the others were. “He stays. Back to work.”

 

He ushered them out the door then leaned on the frame, looking like he was considering something, before going back to his desk.



In case you missed them:
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven


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