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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 One, Part Three: Back to work


Hardy parked the car and unfastened his seatbelt. “Ready, Tom?”

Yep.” He turned back. “Dad?”

Yeah?”

How did she die?”

I don’t know. That’s will be for other people to find out.”

You will catch who did it, though, won’t you?”

You bet I will. And I’ll give them a piece of my mind for scaring my son,” Hardy determined.

Tom smiled bravely. “Then, I’m ready. Coz no one gets away from my dad.”

Hardy allowed a small laugh and got out of the car, closed it and locked it over his shoulder. He followed Tom to the school building and pressed the buzzer.

Who is it?” a voice erupted from the box by the door.

Tom Hardy,” Hardy replied.

Door’s open,” the voice replied.

Tom pulled the door open as the door lock buzzed and they stepped inside together. They approached the reception desk, set behind a glazed window.

Morning, Tom, the woman smiled.

Morning, Mrs. Rutland,” Tom replied. “Sorry I’m late.”

The woman lifted a book onto the window ledge and rote his name in it. “Why are you late this morning?”

I found a-”

Police matter,” Hardy interrupted. “Tom witnessed a crime. We couldn’t get him in until the statements were taken. Very sorry,” he finished.

Oh my word, you poor thing!” she exclaimed. “Are you all right?”

Yeah, I’m ok,” Tom assured her bravely. “My dad’s going to arrest them and lock them up.”

Hardy pulled a face. “Thanks for you your confidence in my, son. Hey,” he called as Tom walked off. “See you later, yes? And remember, don’t talk about what you saw until I say you can. Just in case there are other witnesses. All right?”

Yep, I know the drill.”

Hardy ruffled his hair. “Good lad. We’ll make a copper out of you yet.”

Bye, Dad.”

Hardy thanks Mrs. Rutland, gave as much detail as he could about what had happened and asked them to be mindful of Tom’s emotional state. He feared the boy was being just a little too contained. He had found a naked body in their driveway after all. Even an adult would be a little unnerved for a while.

Hardy got back to his car and drove off, continuing the journey to work. He had already dropped Elli off with Fred and the twins at the childminders. He planned to meet her at work in just a few minutes. But his first stop was the newsagents on the Esplanade.

He parked the car and walked towards the tent-like wooden structure. The owner was a young man, new to the town, having moved here from Fleet for a better life. No one had yet told him what had happened to the previous owner. Hardy supposed that was just as well. But he suspected that the man would find out sooner of later. Tongues wagged in a town this small.

He was just opening up the front shutters after having the paperboys go off to school. Before 9 o’clock it was just the papers. After that the shop was opened up for business. New Owner, new rules.

Morning,” Hardy called. He didn’t know the man’s name, and hadn’t asked. He had already sunk into small-town mentality. Don’t speak unless spoken to, but be cheerful about it, and watch everyone and everything. Much like being a policeman, he supposed. You put on a front, no matter what.

Morning, sir,” the man replied genially.

Hardy picked out a daily from the shelf, laid it on the counter and added a tube of Smarties and a Kitkat.

The man scanned the items. “That’s £2:72, sir.”

Hardy fished into his wallet for the change and passed it to him. “Thanks,” he said and gathered up his purchases and returned to his car. He liked to by his kids a little something once a week. Something small for some achievement. Fred was too young to grasp the concept of achievements yet, so he got something anyway.

Never mind making excuses. Just for the sheer joy of being a dad, he got his sons a little treat. And he’d not hear the end of it with Ellie, but he’d make it up to her. He had a deck of aces when it came to his wife. His smile froze as something in the crowd along the seafront caught his eye.

A familiar face. Just a little of it. But the hair. Definitely the last person on Earth he wanted to see. And here she was, in Broadchurch. Like a spectre from his past. His ex wife. He stared, feeling his heart quake and the colour drain from his face.

He blinked and she was gone. The woman was someone else. Had he imagined it? Had she disappeared into the crowd? He was shaking and feeling clammy. He had to get out of here. Slightly out of breath and sweating, he fumbled for his keys and got into his car.

He had not calmed by the time he had packed in the police station car park, or even when he had gone inside and up to the first floor.

Ellie had been waiting for him. She had dropped the kids off at the nursery and the childminder’s and waited for him to arrive from Tom’s school. His school was a lot further away that it used to be. And the first day of dropping her babies off was no easier than it had been when she had returned to work after Tom had turned one year old.

Hardy came in, tense and looking for any sign that there had been a breakthrough already. Even though he had barely set foot inside the doors.

Ellie found some amusement in her husband's manner. “Funny time to revert completely to the man I met two years ago.”

He grimaced but kept walking. “At least I've gained some tolerance for people,” he joked.

Is that what Catherine and Harry were? Tolerance?”

This time he cracked a smile. It promptly faded when they entered the CID room, even though her presence brought some cheers and applause to welcome her back from maternity leave.

She managed a tiny smile. “Okay, enough! We have a case to solve!”

It took a little more teasing from those she had known for years before she could sit down. And only then did she get the feeling that something was off.

Hardy however spotted it immediately. It seemed like all eyes were on him as he looked toward his office and the inner offices of the Super and Chief Super. He wondered what the matter was this time. At least until he also noticed that there had been a lull in the conversations along with it. One that did not go with any thoughts about Ellie's dramatic delivery of the twins. No, this seemed more like it fit with the case; the finding of a body in his driveway. But why the focus on him?

He decided to break the tension. “Any word from SOCO? he asked the floor.

The Super already spoke with them,” Anna said. “She's been in her office since, but she poked her head out to say that there would be a general meeting soon after you both arrived. I'm sure Miller told you that already.”

No, he was not imagining things. Something was up. “Is there something I need to know about? A newspaper article or a Twitter post already broken?”

Peter shook his head. “Thank, god, no. The press has no wind of this one yet.”

Then let's keep it that way until we have an ID and have spoken with the victim's family.”

Ellie looked at Peter Lawson as Hardy again eyed his office. “Pete, what's going on?”

Pete and Anna both tensed, but it was Anna who answered. “I think the Super has an announcement to make, and you may be surprised by it if I'm reading her expressions correctly.”

Ellie stood sat for a moment, pondering that. A new lead that altered who was investigating the case? Surely there were no ties to them, unless this girl was from somewhere her husband had once worked? He had worked many cases in his years, run across many more people in the course of investigating and questioning than she had. It was not impossible that the girl had been someone connected to one of his cases. There was an innocent explanation, wasn't there? Even to why she was dumped in their driveway.

Although why would the Super be so tense over it if she agreed that it was innocent?

Suddenly her day looked like it was about to get much worse. Much faster than it had when Danny was murdered. She hoped she was wrong.

She looked up at him and saw the grim set to his face, dropped her smile and crossed back to his side at once. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

I think I have,” he said. “I saw my wife.”

What?!” she hissed.

Only for a second. I could have been mistaken, but god, I’m on edge. If it wasn’t her I’ll hand in my warrant and medical myself out as blind.”

You’re sure it’s not your heart?”

No, the battery is good for ages yet.”

You could have been seeing things, you know?” Ellie suggested. “It’s not exactly been a normal day and not the best start to an abnormal one.”

I know. But for a second I was so sure.”

Stress,” Ellie suggested. “That’s what it is. I mean why would she come here?”

No reason that I could think of,” he agreed.

Well, then. Pull yourself together. Yeah? You look like a noob who’s just parked in the Chief Super’s parking space. We only found a body in our driveway. It’s not the end of the world.”

Yeah, you’re right,” he grudgingly agreed.

Of course, I’m right. I’m your wife,” she told him flatly. “Tea or coffee?”

Hardy let out a quiet laugh. “Don’t fuss,” he returned.

Still married, sarge?” an arriving DC asked cheekily. Pete Lawson was a friend to everyone, but had a great sense of humour that could lead him into tight spots if he wasn’t careful. Usually he was a run-of-the-mill DC, but they had tasked him with locating the dead girl’s family and doing for them what he had done with the Latminers two years before; hopefully with a bit more experience and fewer embarrassing faux pas.

Yeah,” Ellie smiled widely. They had only been married a month and they were still getting some friendly stick about it. “Who else would put up with him? SOCO?”

Brian walked in and smirked. “Don’t tempt me,” he teased giving Hardy kissey lips as he continued on towards the inner offices. “Is that before or after Ellie, sir?” he added and disappeared inside.

That’s made my day, that has,” Hardy groused quietly, though he was amused on some levels. He caught Ellie’s look. “I’m ok. Just ruffled as hell.” He then blinked at her and frowned. “Noob?”

Ellie shook her head in exasperation. “Aw. Tom’s new word. He came home with it and I picked it up.”

He looked at her askance. “At least it’s not a swear word. Think how bad the day would be if you learned to swear,” he joked, straight faced.

Oh, up yours. Sir,” she added as he walked away to step into his office.

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To be continued...

Comments

( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
cannibalilly
Dec. 27th, 2014 12:26 pm (UTC)
Okay, something's going on in the office and it doesn't sound good... I wonder what's going to happen there and with his ex-wife (if it's been her, but I guess you can trust a copper's eyes ;))

Hardy's & Ellie's bickering is adorable <3 I really hope they get to work together on this case!
tkel_paris
Dec. 27th, 2014 05:48 pm (UTC)
Yes, something is coming. Stay tuned... to see how sharp a copper's eyes are. ;)

I'll admit, their bickering was almost as much fun to write/read as Ten/Donna's. But I can hardly take credit for this one. :)
tardis_mole
Jan. 3rd, 2015 04:53 am (UTC)
What can I say? I had too much fun. :DDD
tkel_paris
Jan. 3rd, 2015 07:47 am (UTC)
One note: I think if you want the reviewer to see your comment you need to reply directly to their comment. As far as I can tell.
tardis_mole
Jan. 3rd, 2015 04:07 pm (UTC)
I did. I clicked their comment, but LJ posted it in response to yours.

Edited at 2015-01-03 04:07 pm (UTC)
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