Return to Paradise Network

I'm really sorry.

[Filtered to Torchwood employees]

Um...did anybody leave anything on my desk? Namely, a piece of parchment with Ancient Latin all over it.

So. Sam.

How does it feel to have betrayed Dean once again, only this time, I wasn't even involved. I mean, I'm proud of you, and all. But you two are brothers. Aren't you guys supposed to... I don't know, stick together?

And I mean, it's not that I agree with Dean. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you basically told him to fuck off. But, all I'm saying is- It's vampires and monsters you're dealing with. They kill innocent people. They're worse than demons. They're worse then demi-Gods. And I mean, if it was up to me? They'd all be dead.

That was the one thing I completely agreed with you two on. Hunting monsters. And demons. But hey, what do I know? I've only been sharing a headspace with you for about four years now.

It doesn't work.
Damn it. Why doesn't it
I'm just going to start smacking my head on things. Maybe that will get rid of the headaches.

[Jacob]
We can't keep sitting around. Plus, I'm pretty sure I could take out some demons with this much

[He's sleeping, more or less. He's spent so much time and energy researching dragons that images of over sized fire breathing reptiles traipse through his mind. But there's something more sinister lurking in the darkness waiting for him. He shifts, kicking his blankets off, and he draws his knees up to his chest, as if he's trying to make himself smaller.]

Listen up -

While checking out the cabins beforehand we found two computers and a couple of other devices, along with this working connection. Devices will be handed out but computers will be kept in the main one.

Don't abuse it either or privileges can be revoked.