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Title: Broadchurch: 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 Broadchurch 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.



Episode Three, Part Eight: Call to Action - Second Section

Chloe was walking home from work, but she was going to see Dean first. Her parents knew she liked to do that, and it had helped that he had proved reliable after Danny died. She still had her escape room, which she hardly needed, but still enjoyed.

But with a girl her age murdered, two if she believed the rumours, it called out to her. She just had the feeling that her parents were going to start insisting she come straight home, which as a teenager, she bristled over.

Not that she was not paying careful attention as she walked. It just seemed smart.

On her walk toward the promenade she noticed a girl walking by herself and staring out into the distance, carrying a chemist's bag. As Chloe approached she smiled as she recognised her. “Hi, Daisy.”

Daisy turned and slowly smiled. “Hi, Chloe.”

How's today?”

A bit shaky. You know, with... everything happening.”

Chloe nodded, shivering. “I know. My parents want to know where I am at all times.”

Daisy looked thoughtful. “Do they check your phone?”

No. They just text and call to check on me. Which reminds me, we should exchange numbers. So we can schedule time together.”

A smile broke again. “Okay.” She drew out her phone. “My mom takes it off me regularly, so I'll have to save your name under something she can't spell.”

Chloe watched as Daisy typed “chrysanthemum” into the name. “Why hide it?”

She's... I don't know how to say it. So I know you sent it, you need to type 'chrysanthemum' into every message, okay?”

Chloe's sense of the girl's loneliness and isolation strengthened, along with the sense that she seemed familiar. It was more than her looks. Her expressions and gestures were strengthening the sense. She decided to check on one detail. Which she did as soon as a text came:

'Hi, it's Daisy. Chrysanthemum.'

Well, I don't have to worry about my parents checking, so I'll put you under your name.” She hurriedly added her to her Contacts. “What's your last name?”

The girl blushed a little. “Oops. Sorry. Hardy.”

A gasp escaped Chloe's lips. Hardy?! Her eyes scanned her new friend more, and her mouth dropped.

Daisy's eyes widened and a light grew in them. “Do you know someone called Alec Hardy? He’s a policeman, plain clothes.

Um... yeah.”

Oh, thank god! Does he live here?”

Yeah, not far from here.”

I knew he lived here, but I have no way of finding him.” She looked around, like she was afraid of being watched. “Can you help me?”

The words came out in an enormous rush, like she did not want anyone to know about her request.

Chloe slowly nodded, now even more worried. “You're his daughter. You haven't spoken to him?”

Daisy shook her head, a huge heaviness falling across her face. “I've tried writing to him, but I don't think any of my letters have got past my front door, let alone any he might've sent. My mum confiscated the phone he gave me, along with practically everything else. I need to talk to him, but I don't know where he is beyond that he moved here. And I only know that because I heard my mum talking about it.”

He's the DI at the police station,” Chloe confirmed.

Daisy managed a tiny smile. “Oh, good. He got a job. I was worried about him.” She glanced towards the family huddled not far away on the sand. “I probably won’t get much time. Will you tell me what you know about him?”

Chloe nodded and walked with her.


He's remarried?”

Sitting next to her on a nearby bench, Chloe nodded. “Five weeks ago.”

Daisy wrung her hands. “Is she good to him?”

They're good for each other. She was married before, but... her first husband... he killed my little brother.”

What?!” Daisy cried. “Oh, that’s awful.”

Chloe nodded, sniffling. “Danny was eleven. This was almost two years ago. It took weeks before DI Hardy figured out who’d done it. Mr. Miller was only willing to confess to him. DS Miller; she had two sons with him.”

My dad married a copper? That's a bit surprising... but that poor woman. So her ex ruined two families.” Daisy reached out a hand with compassion beyond her years. “I'm so sorry.”

Accepting it, Chloe took a deep breath. “It was rough on everyone, not just us. Broadchurch is really small and everyone knows everyone.”

Daisy cleared her throat. “So... let me see if I understood correctly. My dad stayed around to look out for the DS and her kids... what's her name?”

Yeah, though I don’t think they were together back then. He just stayed because he had a job here. And her name’s Ellie. She was my mum’s best friend until they found out it was her ex who’d killed Danny. Ellie and your dad got together around Christmas. And then they shared a house. My dad said Hardy was her lodger before he got ill and had to leave Broadchurch.”

Okay. But he came back?

Chloe nodded. She had already explained the timeline as she knew it. Gossip had filled in the rest, but she carefully kept that to herself. Everyone knew Hardy had shared the mortgage as a lodger and that he was ill with a bad heart and been hospitalised. It had been reported on the news about the Sandbroke case going back to court and everyone had assumed Hardy had left Broadchurch for good. Until he had suddenly appeared again several months later on Ellie’s last day of work before she left to have her baby. Everyone had assumed it was Hardy’s, though Ellie had resolutely said nothing to anyone about it. Even now, a year on.

Was it a girl or a boy?” Daisy asked.

Twins,” Chloe replied, fairly amused. “Born at the police station. They thought they were only having one.”

And my dad adopted her sons?”

Yeah, about four months ago, but I bet there's still room for you,” Chloe suggested. “I’ve heard him talk about you. Looking back on it, he had this sadness around him when he first came here. It wasn't just whatever was making him ill. I bet if he hasn't spoken to you or had a letter from you that he misses you.”


Chloe saw how her new friend stiffened at the woman's voice. Glancing in that direction she saw a woman whose features had some resemblance to Daisy, a boy who looked a lot like Daisy, and a man with a scowl on his face. She was right. They hadn’t had long at all. Five minutes, at the most.

Daisy got to her feet. “We'll talk again later. I want to hear more about my dad,” she whispered.

I can get a message to him,” Chloe promised her.

See if he wants to hear from me first. My mum said he didn’t.” She raised her voice. “Nice to meet you. See you again sometime?”

Bye, Daisy.”

Bye, Chloe.”

With that Daisy hurried to meet up with the others, the adults giving Chloe examining looks before they started asking Daisy questions. Daisy shook her head, briefly touching the boy's hand and smiling at him.

Chloe met their gazes with a bewildered one of her own, and promptly walked in the opposite direction. There was something odd about that family. And the way Daisy had referred to the man as ‘one extra’. Now she really wanted her safe room, and Dean’s company.


To be continued...

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