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Title: Broadchuch: Sins Of The Father

Date of commencement: September 22 2013

Date of completion: December 24 2014

Series: Broadchurch, a sequel to the original, and following on from Life Without Joe

Rating: M

Authors: tkel_paris and tardis_mole

Summary: Two years after Danny's death, life is slowly getting back to normal in Broadchurch. But Hardy's happy life is about to be turned upside down by a spectre from the past he had hoped had been laid to rest. Someone from his past wants to talk to him, someone wants revenge, someone wants to see him ruined. But it's not one 'someone'. But first, he must face the girl in his garden.

Disclaimer: We own nothing, but this is based on Broachurch by Chris Chibnal, with added clues from the novel by Erin Kelly. We gain no financial benefit nor gratuities, only the enjoyment from writing and working together on this epic journey, shared for the enjoyment of others.

Dedication: Chris Chibnal, long time friend. bas_math_girl, for her beta. And each other for hopefully not ruining each other's lives for too long during the writing part.

Warning: If you have not watched Broadchurch in its entirety, do not read this. We mean it. You will be spoiled. Stop and go back. Now. Ideally you have seen the entire show, not just what was aired on BBC America if you live on that side of the pond, but this is understandable in either case. Also, if you have not read tardis_mole's Life Without Joe, that's okay. It's possible to read this without reading that, if you're not on Moley's approved list. You'll probably find this makes a little more sense if you have read it, but you should be fine without it. Take the time to read Erin Kelly’s novelization, if you can, as it provided certain details that helped with writing this. Though you won’t need to rely on it.

Authors' Notes: See Episode One, Part One. They're a bit long to include in each post.

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Previously...

Episode Two, Part Seven: Slog It Out


Two days, two murders and nothing was going well. Stalled was the perfect word and it encompassed everything. The town seemed to have gone into a stupor. Life had taken a backburner over death.

Hardy slapped the file onto the desk and leaned on his hands on the edge of the desk. Not that he needed the actual paperwork; he could have accessed it all on the computer, but old habits took the longest to get over. Every parent’s worst nightmare was to find out their child had died. It didn’t really matter how, but he supposed it helped if they hadn’t suffered. Maybe if they had been ill with something and had died it gave them at least time to say their goodbyes and prepare themselves? He didn’t know. He’d never been in that situation. But he had to assume it was probably worse if your child had been taken away by another person and killed for reasons unknown.

Parents needed answers. He didn’t have any. He had a hunch. That was it. You couldn’t take a case to court on a hunch. He’d be laughed out the door. And his professional career didn’t need any more knocks than it had already taken. Except that he had no control over this any more than he had had over the Sandbrook case.

The Golden 48. Forty-eight hours from crime to arrest. That’s what every copper aimed for. In murder and rape cases those two days held the best chance of catching the person responsible. Except that his case had gone no further than finding the victim’s name. From the taut face of his wife, he had to assume she was getting on just as fast with her case.

He had heard snippets. Her case had stalled. No evidence, not even a fingerprint. Like the killer was testing her. Or perhaps him? He had no idea why, but it was the only conclusion he could draw. And since he was not a party to that case he had to guess. He hated guesses even more than stalled cases.

He glanced at the clock on the wall through the glass front of his office. Ten passed six. He sighed. No point lingering any further. He needed a break and he knew Ellie needed sleep. He placed the case file in his drawer and locked it, lifted and donned the jacket from the back of his chair and stepped out of his office.

Ellie? Time to go.”

Oh, but I know I crack this! It’s here, the clues. Somewhere. Just five more minutes!” she retorted in tight tones.

You need a break and so do I,” he replied. “It’ll still be here in the morning.”

That’s the problem. It shouldn’t have been here this morning!”

Miller!” Hardy barked a little more forthrightly. “Go home.”

Ellie stared at him for a moment and then turned her head towards the wall clock. He was right. They had both worked passed office hours. She got up, shoved everything into the folder and dropped it into her drawer. Locking it securely, she shouldered her bag and followed him out. She didn’t say anything, but she was seething.

Her case had nothing to go on. It made no sense at all. No fibres, no fingerprints, no clues that could be connected to the body and footprints that made no sense. It was like someone was toying with the police. Someone how knew their game better than she did. But who?

And that wasn’t the strangest thing. She had a hunch that her case was connected to Hardy’s. He hadn’t said anything, but she knew he had to have thought it. SOCO had said nothing. Of course he wouldn’t. He was tight as a duck’s arse, was Brian. But there was a definite link with Sandbrook. Unless the picture was a plant. Which meant there was still a link with Sandbrook.

She wondered if someone had a vindictive sense of humour, testing the police to see if they could work it out. Because there was no other motive she could think of that matched the evidence – or lack of said. And Ellie really didn’t want to think about the repercussions of one of their own colleagues killing a tourist just to test CID’s mettle.

She could still see the faces of Sarah’s family when she had spoken to them two evenings before. About the same time hell had erupted at the hotel. In their shoes she would probably have panicked as well. As it was, now the whole town and its tourists thought there was a serial killer on the loose. Two girls in twenty-four hours didn’t look good on any level.

But there was one vital and startling difference. Sarah’s killer had done everything to make sure she was dead. Stabbed, strangled, beaten, but not sexually assaulted. Vastly different end to the girl in the car park, from what she had heard. Died of internal injuries following a sex act. Poor girl bled to death. Even with lids on, Broadchurch CID had had to have one team doing both cases. They didn’t have the manpower to have two separate teams. And while she was leading one and her husband leading the other, details were often accidentally swapped.

At least she had been on the ball. Attention to detail. Her husband would have been proud. If she could actually talk to him about it. As it was, she was on her own. And Desai was only just starting her maternity leave, so there was little help there for Hardy. Given that circumstance, she was little better than the new detective that had joined three days before.

Life sucks!” she grumbled.

She pulled the car door shut behind her, wrenching it from Hardy’s hands where he stood holding it open for her.

He said nothing, rounded the car and got in. “So, you’re doing better than I am, then,” he noted, giving his voice a little levity that he had scraped in for the occasion.

It didn’t work.

An argument ensued, one which neither of them could even begin to explain the reasoning behind or who had started it. By the time they returned home, they were yelling at each other. They barely even noticed the smell of dinner wafting through from the kitchen, or Lucy sitting on the sofa, or the children silenced by their patents’ rowdy arrival.

The strain was getting too much. They worked well as a team, but working separately took its toll on both of them.

It wouldn’t be so bad if you would at least trust me on this!” he shouted.

It’s not about trust!” Ellie threw back at him. “It’s about orders from above. Why are you being like this?”

I don’t like secrets. We could have solved both cases by now if we just worked together.”

You don’t have proof!”

Well, thank you for pointing that out!” he yelled at her. “Anything else you’d like to tell me about my case? Why is the photograph so important, eh? What are you keeping from me?”

Ellie refused to answer.

You know as well as I do that the photograph is the key to both deaths. If you would just trust me on this, Ellie!” he told her loudly. “You know I’m right. You know these two cases are one. It might not be the same killer, or the same motive or the same act, but you know the clues are in the other file. We’re holding each other’s Aces!”

You’re making a mountain out of a molehill,” she accused him. “It’s not the case, at all. It’s that I’m heading it. It’s all got to be about you. And you can’t stand to be sidelined!” she accused him. “You’re only angry because you have a shattered reputation to piece together.”

Oh yes! Bring that up!” he offered crossly. “Any other fuel to add to the fire?! How about you, with your past? Not exactly a white lily, are you? You spent the whole of Danny’s case leaning on my expertise!”

Ellie blanched but saw red. “If you’re going to be like that you can leave now!”

Maybe I should! But if I leave I take the twins with me!” he threatened.

Tom got up from the floor where he had been playing with his youngest siblings. He had seen his parents argue before. Usually it was teasing and humorous insults. But he knew this was not their usual bickering. It frightened him more than any of the discord he had noticed before Danny’s death between his mum and his real dad. There was more to lose this time. He would lose more than his dad and best friend. He would lose his littlest brother and sister as well. And he had seen the state his mum has been in when Hardy had left her last time.

He had to do something.

Stop it!!”

Hardy and Ellie turned to look at Tom, startled and instantly silent.

Tom was in tears and distraught. “You’re not leaving again! I won’t let you!!”

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End Of Episode

On to Episode 3...

Comments

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mirthfulwoman
Dec. 29th, 2014 01:38 am (UTC)
I knew it couldn't have been all smooth sailing for Hardy and Ellie, but he left! Oh man, the tempers that flare in that household.

But poor Luiz. I am absolutely devastated and sickened by her horrific death. No one should ever have to go through that, or ever think about really.

I have a bad feeling in my gut about Daisy, Tess, and especially the step-dad.

I do hope you get this all posted before Broadchurch 2 airs solely for selfish reasons. I want all the answers!

Thanks to you both for writing this really engaging story.
tkel_paris
Dec. 29th, 2014 07:17 am (UTC)
He *threatened* to. But I think Tom's reaction is enough to stop that, don't you?

Yeah. I've read enough true crime and watched enough forensic science shows to have a good idea how depraved humans can become. And poor all the coppers, paramedics, and forensic officers who had to be there. That said... as a writer I am very pleased with the final result.

Stay tuned! Episode 3 will be posted no later than New Year's Eve, more likely a bit sooner. And again, thanks for the review!
mirthfulwoman
Dec. 30th, 2014 03:38 am (UTC)
Yes, I don't think he'll leave now. I was referring to before. When he says that he left before, but did come back. I can't see Hardy refusing Tom anything now, or at least if he does, it's well thought out. No more knee jerk reactions with Tom around.

Also, feel free to tell me bug off, if I'm bothering you.
tkel_paris
Dec. 31st, 2014 09:13 am (UTC)
Let's just say he didn't leave happily or willingly last time. He felt he had been left no choice. So yeah, he will. Starting in Episode 3.

I'm too busy giggling at your icon to even think of telling anyone to bugger off. Oh, lordy... :D
tardis_mole
Jan. 3rd, 2015 05:29 am (UTC)
Me too. Great icon. :DD
tardis_mole
Jan. 3rd, 2015 05:27 am (UTC)
We aim to be completely posted by the time Broadchurch 2 airs on January 6. It's been a tight run because of that.

But it's been one heck of a ride. :D
ginie59
Dec. 30th, 2014 05:55 am (UTC)
wow wow wow hold on a second hardy and ellie had broke up before when? why?

and i know i repeat myself but poor tom he can't lose a second dad

you know what i don't like the step dad he's weird

seriously how can beth think that ellie killed a teenagers

i agreed with ellie their case are connected somehow but what bothers me is the modus operendi it's not the same why stabbed strangled and beatten and no sex with one and the other not does it means two killers?

i can't wait for episode 3
BYE
tkel_paris
Dec. 31st, 2014 09:14 am (UTC)
A misunderstanding on his part combined with a knee-jerk reaction on hers. They both suffered and don't want to repeat it. But as you can tell, neither responds well to this kind of pressure.

Keep on reading. Episode 3 is fully posted, and Episode 4 is posting today.
tardis_mole
Jan. 3rd, 2015 05:32 am (UTC)
Their break up came during Life Without Joe on my page. Enjoy.

Stay with us. All will be revealed.

BTW, you're English is good. No complaints here. :)
ginie59
Jan. 4th, 2015 03:07 am (UTC)
i can't access it and i don't know how and thanks for my english i learn in school and in reading all of your amazing work thanks
tardis_mole
Jan. 4th, 2015 04:19 am (UTC)
I'll add you so you can access it.

Thank you. That very kind of you. :D It's not the strangest way to learn English. I've heard of a woman in Romania years ago who learned English by reading the label on Bird's Custard tins.
ginie59
Jan. 4th, 2015 04:46 am (UTC)
thank you for adding me really
cannibalilly
Jan. 2nd, 2015 04:08 pm (UTC)
:( So much for getting out unharmed, I should keep my big mouth shut from now on *silently hopes for Tom to talk some sense into them*
tkel_paris
Jan. 3rd, 2015 07:54 am (UTC)
There are a number of writers I should be careful what I say to. Of course, most of the time around Moley I'm deliberately trying to provoke the muse into new ideas. This turned out to be from an idea I got that fit perfectly with something Moley had thought of. So I'm to blame for this balrog.

Although I share the blame for making anyone cry or hurt for Hardy, Ellie, et al.
tardis_mole
Jan. 4th, 2015 04:50 am (UTC)
Yep. She provokes me all the time. :DDD
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