Characters: Owen, Jack, Tosh, Team.
Written For: Challenge 435: Smile at tw100.
Summary: Owen thought he’d got away with it…
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
Owen breathed a silent sigh of relief; the team were all busy with their own stuff, looked like the whole embarrassing incident had gone unnoticed by any of them. Leaving them working, he hurried off to the locker room to get cleaned up.
When he returned, the others were clustered around Tosh’s workstation. Jack beckoned him over.
“What’s up? Rift alert?”
Silently, Tosh gestured to her screen.
Owen stared, horrified. There he was, flailing helplessly, his head stuck in the massive mouth of his latest autopsy subject, which had closed on him unexpectedly.
“Smile,” Jack grinned. “You’re on candid camera!”