Tosh Sato, Web Designer & IT Supervisor

  Knowing there has to be more to life than this. Knowing I'm special. Waiting for someone to see it.   

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Stumbling Into Trouble - Tosh & Owen

[owenharperclubdoctor]

He blinked at her. “you did?” he asked a bit surprised. He didn’t know that. Good to know. “Sorry I never returned the favor.” 

“He’s a bit stressed right now.” He admitted honestly. “She knows. He knows. Its a bit of a mess.” He sighed, figuring out that this was about to be turn into a large mess. 

He perked up slightly at the mention of Osgood, but when it was just more smart talk he deflated and looked at the tablet. “I think she’s off with the captain right now, so you won’t see her for at least a few hours.” 

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Tosh had a small small on her face when Owen looked surprised she had sent him the drinks. She waved off his apology. “No problem really. You looked like you could use a drink.” Tosh winced internally. “Not saying that you looked poorly or anything; just that it was late, and coming straight from hospital and having to deal with this lot... I just figured you could use a drink is all,” she tried to explain, not wanting him to think she meant he hadn’t looked, well, nice.

Quite the opposite actually.

Nodding, Tosh glanced towards the office. “I can only imagine. Poor man,” she sympathised. “The entire situation does seem, well, confusing to say the least. Where was he all that time?” she wondered out loud, “did he say that much? Donna certainly didn’t know. The poor thing was worried sick; even if she didn’t come straight out and say anything... Well, not to me she didn’t, but I don’t know her as well as some of you all,” she acknowledged.

Tosh did not miss the way Owen seemed to perk up at the mention of Osgood.

Really? Osgood? Those two were a thing? Or he was interested in her at least? Tosh felt herself deflate.

Her eyebrow raised slightly when he mentioned Donna would be gone for a few hours. “A few hours? Whatever could they be doing for a few hours?” she mumbled to herself,  before looking at the doctor a bit quizzically, “What do you make of those two. Honestly.” Tosh glanced down at the tablet. This virus wasn’t your “run of the mill picked up over the internet” virus. Whomever planted this on Donna’s tablet, was out to pick up some very specific information. 

It was not good, that much she knew.

“I mean, when I first saw the two of them together I figured... They were having a spot of fun, it would grow old, and that would be that, but,” she paused, “looking around to take note of who was around to overhear her. “The Captain seems like he is here to stay. Him and his mates, doesn’t he? Donna’s living with him, he’s now co-owner of the club. Chris can’t be too happy about it, and I know James isn’t.” Tosh nodded at Owen, “What about you? You seem rather, close with her. What do you make of the situation?”

While Tosh was certainly interested in finding out his opinion (after all, it was always best to have as much information as possible), she really just wanted an excuse to keep talking to the handsome doctor for as long as possible.

Sorry Osgood.

@owenharperclubdoctor

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Stumbling Into Trouble - Tosh & Owen

Tosh was given Donna’s tablet by Osgood. She was told there was some sort of virus on it and it was giving the young IT tech a hard time. To be honest, Tosh was quite surprised to get the call. She hadn’t been up to the Club in probably two months. Most of the work she performed could be done from home, keeping her mostly anonymous. 

As a matter of fact, she wondered just how many of the employees would know she worked there as she came in through the back entrance. Honestly, the only people she really ever dealt with were Harry, Donna, Jack and Chris because they were in charge of security and Osgood. Well, Harry was gone, Jack and Chris too. So that only left Donna and Osgood to vouch for her she supposed.

Well, wasn’t that the way it was with her? Always invisible, she sighed quietly, especially where a certain doctor was concerned.

She had been to the club of course, and had sat a few stools down from Dr. Harper. She even sent him a drink, tried talking to him a few times. Still, she was fairly certain he didn’t even know she existed which was entirely awfully considering she was fairly certain she was in love with him.

Well, maybe not love. Not yet at least.

Tosh weaved in and out of the crowd, holding the tablet close to her body as she made her way to Donna’s office. She had quite a bit to tell her about what she found on this thing, and none of it was good. She swallowed hard and straightened her skirt before knocking and pushing the door open and popping her head in.

“Hello? I um… Donna? I brought back your… OH! Owen… I…” she stammered slightly, letting herself in and shutting the door behind her. “What are you doing here? Is Donna all…” 

That’s when she caught sight of Chris sprawled out on the small couch in her office. She couldn’t tell if he was asleep or just resting his eyes.

Tosh gestured towards the prone security guard and mouthed “Chris?” to Owen wondering what the hell he was doing here and did the Captain know about him?

@owenharperclubdoctor

[owenharperclubdoctor]

Owen looked up when Tosh opened the door. He looked from Tosh to Chris a moment before standing up and ushering her outside and closing the door. 

“uh… T… T…” he snapped his fingers trying to remember her name. “…To…Ta…Tosh.! Yeah? Yeah… Chris is back… he’s just had a bit too much to drink.” He said quickly, keeping to the truth but not the whole truth. 

He looked her over for a moment. “…rare when we see you hanging around the club…” 

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Tosh hugged the tablet to her chest as Owen guided her out the door. She tried to peak around his shoulder back at the former security guard inside before he shut the door, perplexed as to why he was back and why he was in Donna’s office.

When Owen struggled to remember her name she glanced away, but brightened up the moment he came up with it.

“Yes, you got it. Tosh, that’s me,” she replied brightly, internally flinching at how eager she sounded. “I sent you a drink at the bar once... Or twice,” she admitted shyly. In all honesty it was probably much more than that, not that he had ever noticed.

Her smile slipped into a concerned frown when Owen said he had too much to drink. “Really? Chris? That doesn’t sound like him?” she half muttered. She leaned in a bit, keeping her voice somewhat low, “I am assuming Donna must know he’s back if he’s in her office. Can’t imagine that went over too well. Does the Captain know he’s back?” curiosity getting the best of her.

One hand reached up to check her hair when the doctor looked her over. Trying desperately to maintain her composure and act casual she flashed him a little smile. “Actually, I’m going to be working more from the club now,” she replied, “I um, came in because Osgood was having some trouble with a virus on Donna’s tablet but there is actually a lot of well, projects that need my attention now that Harry’s gone.” She held the tablet out to show him, “Truthfully, this quote unquote virus was way more than what it seemed,” she confided in him, “that’s what I was coming to tell her, but I can see she’s not around,” she trailed off, “don’t suppose you know where she popped off to, do you?”

@owenharperclubdoctor

[chipsandsongs-blog]

Rose felt awful. She swear she had put her in-ear monitors on her vanity table. Some how they had fallen off and been crushed by someone’s foot. She made her way to the tech booth, cradling the broken tech with a pout on her lips. 

“I’m really sorry. Don’t even know how they wound up on the floor but are there any spares?” She asked.

@toshikosatoitsupervisor

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Tosh pushed Donna’s tablet to the side when she heard someone come in and looked up.

“Hello Rose,” she grinned at the singer glancing down at the broken bit of tech she held in her hands. She tried to hide her grimace as she waved off her apology. “No worries, though... I think you killed these ones,” she took ear pieces from Rose and set them on the table.

“Sure, I have others. Just try to be a bit more careful with these, yeah? They are the last two for now.”

Tosh fidgeted a bit, “Rose? Did you happen to notice if Owen was at the bar yet?” she asked, trying to sound casual, but avoided making eye contact.

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Stumbling Into Trouble - Tosh & Owen

Tosh was given Donna’s tablet by Osgood. She was told there was some sort of virus on it and it was giving the young IT tech a hard time. To be honest, Tosh was quite surprised to get the call. She hadn’t been up to the Club in probably two months. Most of the work she performed could be done from home, keeping her mostly anonymous. 

As a matter of fact, she wondered just how many of the employees would know she worked there as she came in through the back entrance. Honestly, the only people she really ever dealt with were Harry, Donna, Jack and Chris because they were in charge of security and Osgood. Well, Harry was gone, Jack and Chris too. So that only left Donna and Osgood to vouch for her she supposed.

Well, wasn’t that the way it was with her? Always invisible, she sighed quietly, especially where a certain doctor was concerned.

She had been to the club of course, and had sat a few stools down from Dr. Harper. She even sent him a drink, tried talking to him a few times. Still, she was fairly certain he didn’t even know she existed which was entirely awfully considering she was fairly certain she was in love with him.

Well, maybe not love. Not yet at least.

Tosh weaved in and out of the crowd, holding the tablet close to her body as she made her way to Donna’s office. She had quite a bit to tell her about what she found on this thing, and none of it was good. She swallowed hard and straightened her skirt before knocking and pushing the door open and popping her head in.

“Hello? I um... Donna? I brought back your... OH! Owen... I...” she stammered slightly, letting herself in and shutting the door behind her. “What are you doing here? Is Donna all...” 

That’s when she caught sight of Chris sprawled out on the small couch in her office. She couldn’t tell if he was asleep or just resting his eyes.

Tosh gestured towards the prone security guard and mouthed “Chris?” to Owen wondering what the hell he was doing here and did the Captain know about him?

@owenharperclubdoctor

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Following Instinct// Gwen & John Hart

[johnhartsaxonbartender]

“Well, when you’re a man like me, he’s better than some. But not by much.” He said in response, getting a small grin. 

John smirked when she leaned in as well, eyebrow raising a tick when she handed him a twenty from her bra. 

“Well, thank you eyecandy.” he said moving to pour himself a drink. He had ganced up to check on Donna, (as he secretly did when she was on the floor) noticing Greg was there. 

He got a small smile. Good lad. 

John turned his attention back to Gwen. “So, you’re suddenly a lot nicer to me than you were in the beginning.” He had noticed that. 

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Gwen groaned internally, Oi was he full of himself, wasn’t he?! Outwardly, she continued to smile at him.

“A man like you? Well now, Captain,” she emphasised the title, lowering her eyes briefly before meeting his again, “just what kinda man are ya’ now? And where abouts did ya get your rank because I would think Captain is a bit low for a man as... Impressive as yourself, eh?” she smirked at him.

Gwen noticed the bartender’s little smile, wondering where it came from. She decided to let it go and waved off his comment about being nicer to him.

“Welllllll,” she tilled slightly, “ya’ know, you take a bit of gettin’ used to, you do,” she laughed, “but what can I say? Maybe I like what I see?”

Oh, this had all better be worth it. She knew she was on to something, but what?!

--------

If Donna wasn’t so surprised to see Craig here by himself she might have been a bit more vocal about him physically steering her towards her office.

Instead, she shot him a look and gave him a loud whisper next to his ear, “What the HELL is goin’ on! I mean, thanks for the help back there, but I’m fine and I’m sorta keepin’ an eye on...”

Craig cut her off as they reached her office door, “I need to talk to you, now!” He glanced over his shoulder towards the bar. He would have liked to speak to both of them, but he couldn’t wait. “Look, Ms. I... I don’t have much time!” he implored her.

Donna blinked at him. As much as she really didn’t want to leave the floor with Gwen suddenly getting all “flirty” with HER bartender, there was something in his tone of voice that caught her full attention.

“All right,” she placed a hand on his arm briefly, her eyes lifting up and back over towards the bar, before turning back to unlock her door and look at Craig as it swung open, “come along,” she ushered him in, shutting the door behind them.

@johnhartsaxonbartender

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Following Instinct// Gwen & John Hart

[johnhartsaxonbartender]

John nodded as she ordered and quickly turned to make it, not really paying attention those around him just yet as he focused on making the drink. 

He took a moment before turning around and setting it on the bar, his eyes immediatly dropping as he noticed the button. Perhaps his gaze lingered a bit loner than he meant it to before looking back at her face. “Keeping us safe there, then eyecandy?” he asked, knowing that she was part of the security team. 

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

She raised an eyebrow when she caught his gaze linger. Gwen took her drink, ‘Ta’ Mate,” she grinned at him taking a drink from her glass.

“Yeah, well, it’s in the job description isn’t?” she leaned her elbows on the bar, setting her drink next to her. “How’s it been up here? Quiet? Seems things have settled down some, hasn’t it?” she leaned in a bit, “I was talkin’ to Jimmy ‘bout it some earlier,” she took another sip from her drink and sat down at the bar, “he thinks highly of himself there the lad. Poor kid, “ she laughed throatily, “almost broke me heart to tell him to sod off,” she grinned at the bartender. “I’m not much for little boys,’ she continued off handedly. “I tell ya though, that lad can talk yer ear off though he can!”

Gwen sighed and finished her drink, “What about yerself there? You much of a talker there, or you more a man of action?” she blatantly flirted with him. 

God she already hated herself for doing it too. 

[johnhartsaxonbartender]

“Quiet? Do y’see all the people?” John asked with a teasing smirk. 

The captain shook his head. “He’s a good kid. Well, as good as his kind can get.” 

However this took a small turned he hadn’t really been expecting. Slowly his lips curled up. “I prefer action myself… “ he leaned against the bartop. “Guessing you’re one for action yourself then…” 

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Gwen took a rather large hit off her drink and then laughed, “Good, is not exactly the way I’d describe the likes of Jimmy bloody Stone!” she shook a finger at him, “come off of it. I may not have been here long mind ya’ but I’ve been around the block plenty o’ times,” she raised an eyebrow at the bartender, “I’ve seen dozens of cocksure kids like him before, all swagger and lip, yeah?” she smirked, “petty troublmakers, the lot of ‘em!”

She leaned in towards Hart when he did, “Aye, that I do. You don’t become a security guard in a place like Saxon’s if you want the quiet life,” she purred. Gwen decided to test the waters a bit, “I’m no waitress… nor a manager. I go where the action is and do you know why?” she leaned in a bit closer, “because I love it.”

Gwen backed up just a tick and gave John an appraising gaze, slowly. Up and down, making sure he’d notice. She also gave a quick glance over her shoulder to gauge where Donna was at.

“And from the looks of things, I gather you feel the same way, doncha?” she smirked at him.”Say, why don’t you pour yourself a drink? Gwen pulled a 20 out of her bra, “On me,” and pushed it towards him.

—

Donna forced herself to keep smiling at her small group of vapid, insanely rich patrons. Ignoring the short man’s wandering hand… For the time being. That was, until Gwen’s little money in the bra stunt.

The manager leaned over and with a seductive grin, she motioned for Mr. Grabby Hands to come nearer.

She was just about to lay into him when someone beat her to it. Seemingly out of no where, Craig was in his face threatening him with a snarl. Donna took a small step back, a surprised look on her face that she quickly hid behind a little smile and glanced towards the bar before turning her attention back towards Craig. Donna noticed he appeared to be here alone.

Mr. Grabby Hands and his friends turned tail and quickly made for another part of the club.

Alone with Craig, Donna gave him a look.

@johnhartsaxonbartenderer

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Following Instinct// Gwen & John Hart

[johnhartsaxonbartender]

John nodded as she ordered and quickly turned to make it, not really paying attention those around him just yet as he focused on making the drink. 

He took a moment before turning around and setting it on the bar, his eyes immediatly dropping as he noticed the button. Perhaps his gaze lingered a bit loner than he meant it to before looking back at her face. “Keeping us safe there, then eyecandy?” he asked, knowing that she was part of the security team. 

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

She raised an eyebrow when she caught his gaze linger. Gwen took her drink, ‘Ta’ Mate,” she grinned at him taking a drink from her glass.

“Yeah, well, it’s in the job description isn’t?” she leaned her elbows on the bar, setting her drink next to her. “How’s it been up here? Quiet? Seems things have settled down some, hasn’t it?” she leaned in a bit, “I was talkin’ to Jimmy ‘bout it some earlier,” she took another sip from her drink and sat down at the bar, “he thinks highly of himself there the lad. Poor kid, “ she laughed throatily, “almost broke me heart to tell him to sod off,” she grinned at the bartender. “I’m not much for little boys,’ she continued off handedly. “I tell ya though, that lad can talk yer ear off though he can!”

Gwen sighed and finished her drink, “What about yerself there? You much of a talker there, or you more a man of action?” she blatantly flirted with him. 

God she already hated herself for doing it too. 

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Following Instinct// Gwen & John Hart

Gwen and Harry had been rather enjoying taking the two kids on outings and such when he upped and told her he needed some time away from the club but would keep in touch.

She wasn’t sure what prompted his abrupt departure, but she noted that River was gone as well... And she hadn’t left with Harry. She couldn’t help but wonder if it was her fault.

That was until she was meticulously combing through the security camera footage from the night before Harry and his son left.

Gwen was looking for anything that connected Hart to Stone and to the previous thefts in the club.

That’s when she noted Donna heading into Harry’s office and while there wasn’t sound on the cameras outside. It was quite apparent when she left about 15 minutes later she was quite visibly shaken and Harry was out of sorts. From the camera angle, there appeared to be broken glass glittering on the floor as well.

This prompted Gwen to take a look at the receipts for the night. Something wasn’t quite adding up. All the money seemed to be there, but she had heard from some of the staff that they weren’t making as much money. She was starting to think she might have something on Hart after all, but with Harry and River gone, that only left Donna in charge and she had seen the two of them together. They usually left Saxon’s together, arrived together, disappeared together... It wasn’t unusual to find them snogging or (more) somewhere while at work. Rumour had it they were living together, but she didn’t know either one of them well enough to come right out and ask.

And after Donna’s visit to  Harry’s office when Hart left with his mates (and whatever fallout ocured) and Hart’s blatant flirting; well Gwen was a bit confused as to what the two of them were to each other.

Gwen had a feeling she’d have to investigate this more herself and then go over Donna’s head and straight to the police if she couldn’t get a hold of Harry to do it.

Glancing over at the bartender as he poured out some drinks and flirted up a storm with some patrons, Gwen couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She was so close to something, she just knew it. 

But what?

Gwen approached the bar.

“A seven and seven,” she told Hart, leaning up against the bar, waiting for her drink. She glanced over her shoulder and noted that Donna seemed to be watching her. Gwen straightened up and turned back to face Hart. 

Why was the manager so interested? Worried about him flirting with her? Gwen heard he did way worse than just flirting with customers truth be told, so she somehow doubted that was it.

No, maybe Donna Noble knew more than she was letting on? Maybe Gwen was onto something? When the security guard looked back, Donna wasn’t paying her any mind, or so it seemed. Maybe she had imagined the entire thing after all? Or maybe, she’d have to get a bit closer to find out what was going on? Was it possible the two of them were in on something? Gwen made sure neither was looking and popped another button on her shirt.

@johnhartsaxonbartender

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

A Little Chat/Gwen & Jimmy Stone

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Gwen eyed the guitarist with thinly veiled contempt, “I’m fine without a drink right now thank you very much and as for your other offer, somethin’ tells me all you have to offer a girl is a quickie… Not my cuppa tea, mate,” she smirked at him.

“I’ll tell ya’ what though, maybe you can tell me a bit more about what you and y’er mates know about all the trouble we’ve been havin’ here in the club lately, yeah?” Gwen gave him an appraising look, “I’ve seen you pallin’ around with some of the fellas I think are in on the trouble.”

Gwen leaned in closer, this time with a little smile on her face, “You don’t seem like such a bad fella, Jimmy… maybe y’er even tryin’ to do the right thing, turn y’er life around this time and fly straight, yeah?” She backed up again, “Or maybe not,” she frowned, “maybe that’s just what you want us to think?” She narrowed her eyes at him a bit, “I’m not Donna… I don’t ‘ave blinders on to that bartender friend of yours and I certainly don’t with you either,” she warned him, “but I think unlike y’er mate o’er there tendin’ bar… you might actually have a chance to make it here. So why don’t you do the right thing and tell me what you know, eh Jimmy? Come on… be the hero for a change.”

Gwen knew it was a long shot, but she was willing to work any angle, to get any bit of information she could to help put an end to all the trouble at work recently.

[jimmyatsaxons]

Jimmy laughed. He head tilt back, hand over stomach, laughed. As he calmed down he looked back down at her and chuckled. “You really think that’s gonna work? Even if I knew anything about whatever trouble you’re talking about do you think I would give it up after….” he motioned with his hands up and down and a little bit all over the space between them, “Whatever this is?” He chuckled again. “You must be new to this interrogation bit, huh love?”

He shook his head and began to mindlessly strum on his guitar. He wasn’t playing a song anyone had heard of before but the music made you feel like you had but he was really just playing what came to mind in that moment. “Listen, I don’t know anything. I just want to get my girl back from the skinny scrap of nothing that she seems to have found herself with, got it? Now go back to doing whatever it is that you do. I’ve got a show to do.”

@saxons-gwencooper

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Gwen narrowed her eyes at him.

Well, that’s what she got for tryin’ to play nice with the little rodent! 

The Welsh security guard closed her hands around the neck of his guitar, stopping him from playing.

“Look ‘ere you tiny little man,” she hissed at him, “this isn’t an interrogation. Trust me, you’ll know what I’m interrogatin’ ya, yeah?” she bent down low, almost nose to nose with him.

“What I was doin’, was givin’ you a chance to save y’er pitiful arse from the fallout when you and y’er mates get busted for all the nonsense y’er causin’ in me club, but now? Now you can forget it buddy.”

Gwen released his guitar and stepped back giving him an appraising look, hands perched on her hips. She laughed openly at him, “Oi! You really are a sad and delusional idiot aren’t you? What girl in their right mind would leave their man for the likes of you? No one, that’s who,” she said with a smirk, “especially when y’er arse ends up in jail where it belongs,” her smirk sliding into a smile. 

“’Cause that’s where losers like you end up, Jimmy. In jail. I was willin’ to help you out, but now...” she shook her head sadly at him. 

@jimmyatsaxons

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

A Little Chat/Gwen & Jimmy Stone

[jimmyatsaxons]

Originally posted by iriiswests

He knew that Rose had some kind of hold over this place. After all the goons he now found himself with chose her to mess with when they first set their eyes on this place. The hold she had over people however was certainly not in his favor. No one seemed to even give him a chance or even a minute of their time. When the lady guard, as he referred her as, was making his way over to him, he was actually rather surprised that someone was approaching him for a change. He smirked at her. “That’s right, sweet cheeks. Now what can we possibly have to chat about unless it’s about me getting you a drink or perhaps about having a little quickie in my dressing room? You look like you need to be shown a good time and I can certainly show that to you.”

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Gwen eyed the guitarist with thinly veiled contempt, “I’m fine without a drink right now thank you very much and as for your other offer, somethin’ tells me all you have to offer a girl is a quickie… Not my cuppa tea, mate,” she smirked at him.

“I’ll tell ya’ what though, maybe you can tell me a bit more about what you and y’er mates know about all the trouble we’ve been havin’ here in the club lately, yeah?” Gwen gave him an appraising look, “I’ve seen you pallin’ around with some of the fellas I think are in on the trouble.”

Gwen leaned in closer, this time with a little smile on her face, “You don’t seem like such a bad fella, Jimmy… maybe y’er even tryin’ to do the right thing, turn y’er life around this time and fly straight, yeah?” She backed up again, “Or maybe not,” she frowned, “maybe that’s just what you want us to think?” She narrowed her eyes at him a bit, “I’m not Donna… I don’t ‘ave blinders on to that bartender friend of yours and I certainly don’t with you either,” she warned him, “but I think unlike y’er mate o’er there tendin’ bar… you might actually have a chance to make it here. So why don’t you do the right thing and tell me what you know, eh Jimmy? Come on… be the hero for a change.”

Gwen knew it was a long shot, but she was willing to work any angle, to get any bit of information she could to help put an end to all the trouble at work recently.

@jimmyatsaxons

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

A Little Chat/Gwen & Jimmy Stone

@jimmyatsaxons

Gwen couldn’t help but notice how uncomfortable Rose seemed around the new guitarists. Jimmy somethin’ or other. She had also seen him hangin’ around with a few of those blokes that she was startin’ to think were in on some of the trouble happening at the club recently. So, she was thinking that maybe it was time they had a wee chat? Perhaps she could learn a thing or two about what was goin’ on from the fella?

Gwen was leaning against the wall, waiting for practice to end before approaching the guitarist. As soon as it was over she made her way over to him.

“Jimmy is it?” she asked, “I think you and I are due for a little chat.”

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Change of Plans// Gwen & Harry

[harrysaxonbarowner]

A teenager by the name of Alyssa spotted Anwen from down the hall from where she sat playing with Jefferson and his trains. “Look Jefferson, it looks like Miss Gwen brought someone to play with us tonight.” The blond haired toddler beamed as he glanced up from his trainset over to Anwen and he waved to her.

Harry quickly put down the file he was reading when he heard the knock and walked on over to the door and opened it. “What seems to be the problem, Gwen?” He asked before lowering his gaze to the little girl by his side and smiling softly before kneeling down to talk to her. “Hello sweetie, you must be Anwen. You’re just as adorable as I’ve been told you were. Have you met Jefferson yet? He’s only about a year younger than you.” He glanced over to his son before waving him on over. The blond ran on over still grinning. “Hi! I’m Jefferson!” He stated with a giggle

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Anwen tugged at Gwen’s hand trying to get her attention when she spotted Jefferson. 

He had trains! She loved trains.

Unfortunately, Gwen was too nervous about telling Harry she was going to need the night off to pay much mind to her daughter at the moment.

“Anwen, please... Mummy’s busy,” she hissed quietly, “I promise, whatever it is, it will keep for just five minutes, Sweetie.”

Anwen’s green eyes flashed with annoyance as she pulled her hand out of her mother’s and crossed her arms in front of her with a pout. Gwen could only roll her eyes at her daughter’s dramatics, quite used to them by now.

Gwen put on her best smile when Harry’s office door opened, “I’m sorry, but it seems me cousin Andy... he got called into work without warnin’ and now I’m stuck without someone to mind Anwen here so I’m goin’ to need to stay home with her tonight,” Gwen looked down at her momentarily before looking back up at Harry, “I know the timin’ couldn’t be worse with all the trouble lately and all, and honestly, Andy is normally really reliable...”

It was then that Harry’s attention seemed to drift toward Anwen, not that Anwen minded one bit. If her little girl enjoyed anything, it was being the centre of attention... especially from handsome men it seemed as she noted her daughter’s pout immediately disappear into a demur little smile and her arms uncross.

Great, first Jack, now Harry, she thought.

Anwen listened attentively to Harry, “Thank you Mr. Saxon,” she replied to the compliment, “Mummy didn’t mention you were so handsome, but she’s silly like that,” she shook her head at Gwen, “No Sir, I ‘aven’t met him yet. I tried to tell Mummy I saw him in the hallway, but she didn’t pay me any mind,” she frowned, doing her best to look pitiful.

Gwen felt her jaw drop!, Oi! The little... she really was paying way too much attention to Jack!

The little girl’s frown immediately disappeared at the appearance of Jefferson,

“ ‘Ello! I’m Anwen. Mummy, can I stay and play with Jefferson?”

Gwen looked up at Harry helplessly. “She’s quite a handful... “ she sighed, “And sorta hero worships Jack if you  haven’t quite caught on to that one yet,” she laughed at a loss for how else to explain her daughter’s earlier comment.

@harrysaxonbarowner

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Change of Plans// Gwen & Harry

“You’ve got to be kiddin’ me, Andy!” Gwen howled at her cousin as she stood at his door, Anwen by her side. “I ‘ave to be at work in 15 minutes and you’re tellin’ me now you can’t mind her!”

Andy apologised again sighting anticipated trouble at some concert that was due to start in the next hour, “It’s mandatory overtime Gwen, I have to go!” he implored her, “I am sorry you know.”

Gwen sighed. Of course she knew he was sorry, but fat lot of good sorry did her when she needed to be at her new job in less than 15 minutes and she had no one to to watch her daughter.

“I’m gonna end up sacked again I know it,” Gwen moaned as she took Anwen’s hand and started walking back to her car.

“Mummy, if you get sacked, can I quit school to save money?” Anwen perked up from below her.

The dark haired security guard stopped and blinked down at her daughter, a slow smile spread across her face, “You are too smart fer y’er own good, Love” she laughed softly, “and NO, that does not mean you get to quit school young lady.”

Gwen buckled her into her booster seat and took off for the club. She would have to bring her along while she explained why she couldn’t come in to work tonight. In the back of her mind she almost hoped having Anwen with her would keep her from getting fired!

It didn’t take long until they arrived at Saxon’s. Anwen was already asking a million questions, first being if she’d see Jack of course. Gwen did her best to answer each one without sounding too impatient while she unbuckled the wiggly preschooler from her seat. Once out of the car, Gwen knelt down to speak with her.

“Now listen here, Love, you hold my hand at all times, you got it? You talk to no one... no strangers and above all, behave y’erself! This is where mummy works, yeah?” With a small sigh, Gwen took her hand and walked her in through the employee entrance. Luckily, no one was really here yet so she didn’t have to worry about throngs of strangers around her little girl.

She decided to go straight to Harry since she hadn’t been working here very long. Maybe appealing right to the boss himself would be the right thing to do she reasoned. “Come along Anwen, don’t dawdle,” she told the pint size girl.

Taking a deep breath, Gwen knocked on Harry’s door, waiting for him to answer, she smiled down at Anwen, “Be a good girl, smile, be polite to Mummy’s boss, Mr. Saxon, and we’ll get a Mr. Frosty on the way home,” she promised her.

@harrysaxonbarowner

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Open Starter

Gwen was tired and not up for any more shenanigans by the end of her shift. Besides the fight Jack was in there were a couple of other minor skirmishes and a lot of customers that needed a good talkin’ to.

She had a small pile of reports related to the fights and even more reports of missing items to deliver to Donna and Jack before she could call it a night… or morning. Whatever.

Gwen was starting to notice a bit of a pattern over where she was stationed when it came to an increase in trouble, she figured she should run her theory by Jack. 

But right now, she was walking the razor’s edge in terms of not “going all Welsh” (as Jack put it) on somebody.

[occultfm]

It didn’t go unnoticed to Clara that Gwen’s smile had dropped when she spoke fondly of Jack. In fact, Gwen’s entire tone and suggestions were more than enough to the petite brunette that the taller one had some sort of feelings for him. Or that she was rather possessive and protective. Though, Clara wanted to bet it was the latter.

Still, it was nice to have a friend so loyal and looking out for you, Clara even wondered if she would ever have that.

“Oh, don’t I know it. I can’t account for him being with your daughter, but I do know he’s a good man.” She smiled warmly at Gwen and gave a confirming nod, now glad that her headache had ebbed away.

However, when Gwen went to give her a warning, Clara’s eyes levelled with hers as a hint of knowing and greater understanding danced behind her brown eyes. “Trust me, Gwen. I know he’s got a lot going on in that head of his. There’s a lot more going on with all of us, really. But you can say that I’ve gotten to know him better.” She gave a pause and raised a brow. “And I’m also not just talking about sex.”

Crossing her arms across her chest, Clara gave a shrug. “They’re not, but we still have a select few who look clean but in reality are far from it. Looks can be deceiving, so I’d be careful if I were you.”

She smiled warmly as Gwen recounted her days as a constable. “Doesn’t sound very fun or rewarding. Glad you were able to get out of it.” And she meant it. Gwen seemed genuinely good and nice and she honestly didn’t deserve a life like that.

When the questions were turned towards her, Clara glanced down and away before shrugging once more. “Well thanks, but I actually don’t have any plans for myself. I’ve been… well, I enjoy being a waitress and this place has been good to me. Maybe one day I’ll pursue that teaching job, yeah?”

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

She took a seat next to Clara, and turned to better face her.

So she knew her Jack pretty well did she?

A bemused smile played upon her lips. Gwen made a note to ask Jack about Clara when he dropped by. He could see her being interested in her. She was beautiful, clever... feisty for certain. She decided to not pursue the topic of Jack any further with the waitress though, instead she just nodded and hummed in agreement, moving on.

“So tell, me, about these select few,” she asked Clara in all seriousness, “it’ll help me know who to keep my eye out for,” she paused for a brief moment, her hand brushing the hair away from her eyes, “actually, if you don’t mind, it would be nice to get the low down on whatever I should know before I start tomorrow,” she nodded thoughtfully.

“You know, who the important players are. Who does what. Who is a ripe arse? Who comes across as a bitch, but is actually okay and vice versa...” she thought for a moment, “Any relationships between staff members I should know about? That sorta thing. I wouldn’t want to step on any toes on my first bloody day.”

Gwen’s smile reached her eyes, “Okay, honestly, is there anyone here even  worth lookin’ at?” she admitted with a little laugh. “Though, it’s been so long since I’ve been out with anyone that I probably wouldn’t know what to do anymore,” she confessed.

“Jack told me a bit about River and Harry, and John the other security guard,  but other than that, I’m afraid I’m completely clueless!”

Her smile dimmed when the conversation came back around to her life as a constable. She didn’t like to think about that time too much. 

“Aye, it wasn’t all it was cracked up to be that’s for sure,” she admitted, “then again, not much in life ever is.”

Her smile returned when Clara mentioned she liked her job, “Well, it’s a comfort to know you enjoy y’er job here. That bares well for me then I hope. And there’s not a damn thing wrong with being a waitress, but for the record,” she said standin’ up from her bar stool, “I think you’d be a bloody brilliant teacher, Clara Oswald, though you might  find your students would have a hard time concentratin’ on their studies.”

Gwen’s eyes sparkled mischievously at her, “Ya know, havin’ such an attractive teacher, and all.” 

Gwen gathered up her papers, checking the time on her watch, “Oi, I should probably get a move on if I want to beat the soddin’ traffic.”

[occultfm]

“Ah..yup, that’s me, a former nanny. Brought back from the brinks of nannying!” Clara flashed a quick smile before giving a small shrug. “Don’t know if it’s the patience or if it’s the constant will to do things perfectly but… yeah, we can go with the patience bit.”

Clara continued to hold her smile towards Gwen, clearly the woman loved her daughter and it made her feel like she was missing something in life when it came into that department. Still though, the years were young for Clara and she had plenty of time to decide to have a child, especially since money wasn’t ever going to be a problem. Though, the only problem she had now was… finding a mate.

That would be what would prove difficult.

She laughed at Gwen’s explanation about why she wouldn’t be fit for a teaching profession before shaking her head. “Oh trust me, I might look placid but there’s plenty of times where when I was a nanny that I wanted to strangle them. But it’s all a part of the job, and honestly everyone has those thoughts, it’s just what makes us human. Though we’re better off since we don’t act on them.”She pointed a finger at Gwen before grinning.

Raising a brow about Jack and his escapades, Clara considered it carefully for a moment before giving a light shrug. “I think I’d risk my chances, and I’d have to say he’s a hell of a lot cleaner than the rest of our clientele.”

Nodding when Gwen spoke about how she ended up here, Clara smiled brightly at her. “So you were a cop before all of this? Must have been hard, at least with here you get a load of interesting people, and that’s just the co-workers.”

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Gwen hadn’t a doubt in her mind that Clara Oswald could hold her own... That she wasn’t the delicate little thing she appeared to be. There was something in her eyes. She had seen it before, in some of the eyes of young girls out on the street. The lucky ones at least.  A fierce determination, a drive. For or to what, Gwen had no idea. Not yet at least, but she was deceptively clever, perhaps even a bit conniving... if it were for the greater good, that was. She’d figure it out.

She had to learn to be. Escaping Adam. Starting over with nothing and a new baby, a new last name... Having to carve out a whole new life for her and Anwen? Well, sometimes morality had to take a backseat to paying the bills and keeping food on the table in those early days.

She shook the thought loose from her thoughts and gave her head a little shake, “Well, I’m afraid I’m a bit too Welsh,” she snickered

That was something Jack always accused her of... letting her Welsh temper get the best of her. He loved it though, she knew it. “Got a bit of a temper if properly provoked. I’m afraid my mouth would do me in before I’d have a chance to strangle the little darlin’s,” she laughed.

She stopped laughing when Clara commented on Jack though, raising an eyebrow instead. 

Oi, did she fancy her Jack? No. Not her Jack. She didn’t mean it like that. Right? Of course not! They were mates for god’s sake! 

Gwen smiled at Clara, “Fancy our Jack do you?” this time she did laugh a little, “Aye, he does seem to cast a spell on the general population of the planet now doesn’t he?” she teased in good humour.

“Jack’s a good guy,” she responded honestly, “he’s been good to my Anwen, she simply adores him. You certainly could do a lot worse than Captain Jack Harkness... No matter what anyone else might tell, ya’,” she gave her a  little wink to let her know she was kidding. 

Gwen looked back towards Jack’s office before looking at Clara again, her tone more serious, “Just remember that Jack’s a lot more than he seems,’ she told her quietly, “there’s a lot goin’ on in that head of his and believe it or not; it’s not always related to sex.”

She tilted her head, the grin returning to her lips, “Though, most of the time it is and isn’t that bloody brilliant?” she laughed, “you’ll get the best stories outta him that way. The man does loves to reminisce.” She wouldn’t use the word brag. That wasn’t Jack’s style.

Glancing around the club she gave Clara a questioning glance, “The clientele can’t be all that bad ‘round here. This is the most popular club in London for  cryin’ out loud. You’ve got celebrities and athletes in here on a regular basis!” she shook her head, “I’ve worked some real holes in the wall, over on the east end. Now those people...” she paused, making a face, “and I use the word people loosely, they were a waste of oxygen and DNA!”

At the mention of her short lived career as a cop, Gwen stiffened a bit, “Aye, I was a constable for a short time,” she made a disinterested face, “t’was nothin’ exciting. Neighbours complain’ about trash bins bein’ left out too long, kids vandalising things... “ She looked back at Clara, “Turned out, it wasn’t my thing after all and I quit. Good timin’ and all because Anwen was born a short time later.” 

She looked off into the distance for a moment, “Blimey, feels like a lifetime ago.”

Looking back at Clara, she made an effort to smile and change the subject, “So what about you Clara? You are obviously a bright and lovely girl, do you have any future plans for yer’self?”

[occultfm]

Admittedly, Clara hadn’t heard too much about Gwen except for in passing. She was a friend of Jack’s, was Welsh, and was generally known for having a good heart. Essentially someone Clara, in theory, could see herself getting along with.

Graciously accepting the pill bottle, she opened it and rattled two out before handing it back to her. “You, Gwen Cooper, are a life saver!” Clara chirped, before reaching for a glass and filling it with water and downing the pills. “As for the cuppa, that’ll have to wait until I can skirt off to take a break.”

She gave her a smile before giving the Welshwoman her undivided attention and a small nod. “In another life I’d like to think I’d be a teacher of some sort, maybe English? Who knows, but I’ve done my fair share of nannying, and I can tell you with full confidence that I understand.”

And if Clara could help it, she’d never nanny again. It wasn’t like she didn’t like children, she did, but the job was certainly not for her. Neither was waitressing, but she had to pretend to get an income from somewhere legal.

“Congratulations and welcome to Saxon’s then, always glad to see another pretty face join the ranks,” she gave Gwen a charming smile before turning to glance around the room, only to turn back and face the other woman when she spoke of Jack. “Oh don’t worry, the Captain can give me many things, but a headache certainly isn’t one of them.”

She held her grin, happy to see that Jack was able to help someone out, especially a friend. “Have you ever done security work before? Though given that Jack’s hired you, I’d say yes. That or you really know your way through a fight.”

[toshikosatoitsupervisor]

Gwen took the bottle back and shoved it in her pocket. “A nanny you say?” she smiled a half smile at her. Something told Gwen, Clara might be small, but she didn’t suffer fools lightly, “well bless you Clara Oswald, you have more patience than me that’s for bloody sure.”

She approached the bar, leaning up against it, “One little dynamo is enough for me right now I can tell you that much, at least on me own, but a teacher eh?” she shook her head in appreciation, “that’s a rather noble profession but again, one I seriously doubt I’d have the patience for,” she laughed, “I’d probably be fired for threatenin’ to beat the bloody buggers within an inch of their lives!” she grinned before straightening up and looking serious, “Not that I’d actually do it, mind you,” she didn’t want Clara to get the wrong idea about her after all.

Gwen waived her off when she called her pretty but smirked at the mention of Jack, “Oi, be careful there missy, there are a lot of things Jack can give you and a needle and antibiotics don’t cure all of ‘em!” she teased her.

“Aye, I’ve worked security before and helped save Jack’s well rounded arse in a fight before as well,” she told her with a grin. “He was playin’ it off up there like he was doin’ me a favour but I know my Jack,” she nodded, “he wouldn’t have called unless he needed me. That’s the way it works with us. But honestly, his timing was bloody brilliant! I was startin’ to think I’d have to consider becomin’ a constable again.”

Gwen made a sour face, “And that’s the last thing I’d ever want to do.”