Jack Harkness

[Locked to Ianto]

There was an incident outside the Kashtta. I'm taking care of casualties, but there's a bit of blood on the front steps. If you could clean that up before any of our wanderers start to worry, it'd be appreciated.

[Locked to Phoebe]

You're probably feeling a lot of   unpleasant stuff coming in and out. I'm sorry. I'll explain everything you need me to, in a few hours. Just   give me a bit of time.

[Locked to Mio, Ianto, Phoebe]

I'm up in medical isolation room 3. Might be here all night. Bit of a situation with one of our wanderers – looks like CLF, if I had to take a guess. Be here if you need me.

Though, Ianto, if you could send some coffee my way, it would be appreciated.

Mio, I'm probably going to need to speak to Elashte, after this. Pretty sure there's time on my sched. Aside from that, if you could keep an eye on the Tower and make sure it doesn't catch on fire? Thanks.

Dear diary.

Running out of reasons not to strangle my team.

[LOCKED to Mio Hongo, Martha Jones, Phoebe Donovan, and Elashte]

All right. Someone needs to tell me why more of Chicago's fallen down than usual, why our friends the CLF are back and making life miserable, and – most importantly – WHERE THE FUCK I WAS WHEN ALL OF THIS WAS HAPPENING.

I really don't appreciate walking into my office in the morning and finding out I'm missing several weeks.