Challenge 644 - Sussed out

[m_findlow]

Title: Sussed out
Character: Owen, DI Cutler
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 644 - Command at tw100
Summary: He might be new in town, but Cutler alrrady has the measure of the team. A double drabble.

'You with that lot over there?' a gruff voice asked Owen as he was busying himself with his equipment case.

Owen looked up and saw an equally looking rough edged man in a crumpled overcoat. His unshaven face screamed jaded police detective. The face was one he hadn't seen before. 'Depends who's asking.'

'Detective Inspector Cutler. Cardiff Met.'

Owen smirked. 'You drew the short straw, huh?'

'Just like to know if you plan on clearing out anytime soon or whether I can nip down the road for a cuppa for an hour instead of freezing my balls off here. I've got constables already telling me we can't get in until you've finished. Special ops or whatever it is you are.'

Poor bugger, Owen thought. The brass didn't even give him a proper briefing about Torchwood. 'Just so you know,' Owen said, 'I'm not in charge.' He pointed over at Jack. 'You want to know anything, ask him.'

'That much I figured,' Cutler replied, shoving his hands deep inside his coat pockets. 'He's got that commanding look about him.'

'Yeah, but once he opens his mouth you realise he's just a prat.'

Cutler smirked. 'Why d'you think I'm talking to you?'