Sin City Communications

So my birthday was a few days ago. Since we are stuck here in Vegas it doesn't really matter. Another year older. Don't think it really matters much anymore.

[Tosh]

I know this is going to sound stupid, but will you go to the dance with me?

It seems like I been running around like a chicken with its head cut off recently. You'd think in this place nothing could remotely go wrong, but guess again. I was happy enough to help Jack in the ongoing search for his friend, Rose, and another girl by the name of Luna but it seems like someone has pulled a disappearing act since neither one are nowhere to be found. No sign of them anywhere and don't let me go into the fact that there is no evidence whatsoever. It's like they were never here to begin with and I have searched the strip high and low since that is where they were last seen but nothing. I am beginning to get more worried that something went incredibly wrong. I don't want to think the worse, which is why I am trying to have some sort of postive aspect here but it's hard. Hopefully soon we can find Luna and Rose and get to the bottom of this.

[Owen]
If and when we find Rose and Luna, how about we go for a drink? I think we'll need it after all is said and done.
[end private]

[Jack]
I don't want to cause more worry for you, but do you think we'll find Rose and Luna? It's been two months now and with lack of evidence, it's hard. But don't worry, I am not giving up on the search.
[end private]

[Jack]

Okay, Jack? I think it's about time that Tosh and I got to meet Rose in person, since we are going to be working with her.

Speaking of work, have you found a hub yet? Preferably one with enough room for me to do the autopsies?
[/Private]

[Tosh]

I think we're healed enough. What'd you say you and me go out for drinks?

[/Private]

I am still confused as all hell why I am here and how the heck I had a bullet wound in my side. My memories are shot other than the fact that I helped the Torchwood team save Cardiff. Other than that, thoughts are jumbled together and I have no idea which thought is right and which one isn't. Hopefully I can figure that out at some point. Just really sucks not being able to remember a thing that happened before you arrive at a place that you have no idea why you are there in the first place.

But I am grateful to Jack for finding me and Owen. I think we are on the mend of being healed. The bullet is no longer hurting me, and I am on the mend. At least for now anyway. I am taking it easy for now since I still hurt. It will be a while before I am back to normal self. At least I can venture out and explore. Hopefully I can gain my energy back. Wish Ianto were here. I find I am craving his coffee. No one makes it like him.

{Owen}

Do you think we can go out for drinks soon? You don't have to if you don't want, just thought we could use a night out and explore and talk if you like.

{Jack}
Thanks for everything. I really don't deserve your kindness, but thanks all the same for finding me and helping me and Owen heal like you did. You truly are a saving grace.

Why am I bleeding?! Ow! Um, a little bit of help here?!