Sort of successful

Gwen ran into a nearby alleyway, the signage revealing to be that of a restaurant. Gwen continued running until she was met with a chain link fence. Great, she thought, now I’m cornered in. The soft click of a door beside her spurred her to duck behind a nearby dumpster, she peeked over and a saw a man bringing out a cello case, he was about to move past the dumpster when someone called to him from within the restaurant, “Bryn! You left your bloody phone in here!” “Coming!” He placed the cello case beside the dumpster and headed back in. Gwen looked at the cello case, it seemed big enough to hold her but she had no idea where the man would take it. But now was not a time to think, Gwen thought, and she quickly took the cello out of it’s case and hid it within the dumpster, then placed herself within the case.

The case was a tight fit and somewhat uncomfortable, Gwen’s legs were pressed against her chest and she could feel her breath making the case stuffy. It was alright, she thought, she wouldn’t need to hide there long, just long enough until she was out of reach of her team. Bryn returned and was about to pick up the case when he noticed that the latch was unlocked, “Hm, could’ve sworn I’d locked it before, oh well.” Bryn locked the case and picked it up, wondering why it felt heavier. Dammit, thought Gwen, now how the hell was she meant to get out of here.

Bryn wondered past a black SUV. A pale, lean man was watching over someone in the backseat, an Asian woman was investigating some kind of pod in the middle of the street and a man in a military coat was looking over it all, he walked over to Bryn. “‘Excuse me sir” the man spoke with an American accent, “What the hell happened here?” Asked Bryn. “Construction accident, we’re clearing it up. I just wanted to ask you if you’d spotted a woman anywhere.” Gwen started to feel a little guilty, she knew that the team were worrying about her, but she just couldn’t bring herself to alleviate their concerns for fear of embarrassment. “Spot plenty of people in my work, what’s it to you?” “One of the people injured said that a raven haired woman was at the scene, and that she’s also supposedly naked. We just want to question her.”

Gwen had to stifle a squeal, those bloody aliens had told Jack what they’d done to her. Which meant that they also knew why they did it, meaning that they might humiliate her further just to get the aliens away quicker, now she definitely couldn’t go to them. “Naked you say? Definitely would’ve noticed that. Anyways I got to be off, my band and I have another gig to be and I’m running late. Sorry I couldn’t be more help.” As Bryn walked back to his car and drove off, Jack couldn’t help the feeling drawn to that cello case. He beckoned Toshiko over to the restaurant alleyway. She had managed to adjust her scanner to pick up Gwen’s bio data, they found traces near a dumpster and looked inside only to find a cello. Jack and Tosh looked at each other, realising what Gwen had done and sprinted back to the SUV.