Jack...did not relish the idea of being a leader. He'd seen enough of the reels to know that once he went down that path, he was that much closer to becoming the man he'd seen and wasn't all that fond of. However, in this case it seemed it was pretty much unavoidable.

"Okay then. Let's go."

It wasn't long before Jack found a car- 'just to borrow' he promised- and he'd found the building that had once been Torchwood. It was one of few times he was grateful for the detailed shots of the city in the reels. He made idle conversation outlining what little plan he had, hoping the others would be up to this. One of the first things he intended to do was get them armed.

What had once been an entire corporate machine was now limited to just a few floors. Jack was recognized instantly and his psychic paper did the rest. Mr. Cooper and Mr. Dick were introduced around, but Jack wasn't interested in hellos and how's your familys. He just wanted the tech.

"I'm getting you weapons," he said quietly when they entered a room that was clearly the armory. "Pick what you think you can handle. I know this is less than legal, but right now all I care about is Logan."