Who: Mohinder Suresh, Gabriel Gray, Jack Harkness, Others
What: Mohinder’s been busy while Jim and Gabriel were away
When: August 14th (whoops, time travel on those manipulators are extremely difficult to predict sometimes)

“Whoever has been putting Euros in the Free Happy Market machine really needs to stop,” Mohinder said, clipboard under his arm as he raced across the testing unit where the seemingly innocuous vending machine was plugged in. “Someone get me more plastic bins!” The machine had been dispensing orange foam for the last three minutes in a steady stream that was coating the floor and the table and chair legs in a semicircle around it. While three minutes didn’t really seem like it would be a long time in the grand scheme of things, it was enough to ruin everyone’s shoes.

Luckily, the foam didn’t seem to be toxic or acidic. It wasn’t turning anyone funny shapes or leading them to rush to the medical theater. That didn’t mean that Mohinder was pleased to have to play janitor, however. Running turned into sloshing and he turned just in time for Kaylee to hit him in the face with the bin he had requested.

“Awful sorry Mohinder!” she called, but she was giggling and Mohinder was too annoyed at the machine to be angry with her. Besides, it was almost impossible to be angry with her. Picking up the bin from where it had fallen to the floor, Mohinder shoved the mouth against the machine’s dispenser...only to have the thing shut off and chime merrily to signal that it had completed a transaction satisfactorily.

He sighed and set the bin beside three others, the former contains full of foam, and plopped down into a chair. “Yen. Only. From now on. I mean it,” he was saying before a familiar figure appeared on the second floor landing overlooking the testing room. Mohinder was on his feet at once.

Three weeks ago, Gabriel left on his first mission. Three weeks ago, Mohinder threw himself into his work. Three weeks ago, he was suppose to be right back. Mohinder smirked. “You’re late!”

Who: Gabriel and Mohinder with appearances by Jack Harkness and JC.
When: July 20, after this thread of doom.
What: Mohinder and Gabriel accept Jack's invitation and join Torchwood.


Mohinder might as well have had his hands and nose pressed to the ass as the SUV descended on the platform from the plaza above. The Hub was darker and less clinical than he had imagined from the way Jack had spoken briefly about Torchwood Institute. The walls were either brick of off white ceramic subway tiles, shaped like a massive tube around a central core. Walkways and stairs connected levels above and below them and rooms seemed to jut off from the main area like the spokes of a wheel.

No wonder Jack called it a Hub.

Wide eyed and half confused, when the car stopped moving, Mohinder jumped out of it to examine the winch system and try to find the opening they had slowly dropped through, though that had disappeared. He gripped the yellow industrial lift control box, which looked like something out of a warehouse or a mine, and frowned at the buttons.

"I was expecting something more... Futuristic, I suppose," Mohinder muttered to himself and set out around the catwalk, trying to look both up and down at the same time.