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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.

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Previously...

Episode Three, Part Nine C: His Heart’s Not In It

"You've all seen her. Doesn't she look scared of something?

Chloe's friends looked at each other after the whisper. She had called them together to meet during lunch to discuss something critical, she said in her texts to them. Dean was there because he was able to come by, at her request.

Lara Daniels leaned closer. “But with the murders, is it safe for us to get involved? This is the daughter of someone who sounds like a suspect-”

I know DI Hardy is innocent,” Chloe interrupted. “So does my dad. My mum thinks it, too, but is avoiding getting involved. But have you seen Connelly?”

That crazy man?” asked another.

That 'crazy man' got a lot of things right about what happened to Danny. I heard Mrs. Chatwell say in the corner shop that he's afraid there will be more murders if the killers aren't found soon.”

Killers? You mean there’s more than one?”

Connelly says there’s more than one,” Chloe said. “And I believe him.”

Then any of us might be next!” Lara hissed as they huddled in the bus shelter out of the rain as they shared a bag of chips.

Given how sacred she acts, Daisy might be next! And DI Hardy said so when he came round,” Chloe added. “I don't like the look of that man her mum’s with, and she doesn't seem to have anyone she can trust. She wants to reach out to her dad, but has been held back. We may be her only hope. Will you help me help her and her dad?”

Dean answered first. And since he was usually the most reserved, that got the others motivated. “But I say none of us goes out alone. Not until the police have got the murderer.

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Tess was having a relaxing time. Finally. She could almost imagine that they were a normal family. Except that she was keeping secrets. And she definitely knew Bruce was. She had her suspicions that he had been boffing another woman. She glanced at a group of joggers crossing the Esplanade to take the hill up to the town centre. It almost made her forget the confrontation with her ex. Hopefully he’d got the message and left town. Not to mention that gullible reporter.

Beside her, Ben clutched his Minion. The damned thing had better be appreciated, she thought silently. It had cost her seventeen tries. And her daughter had made a new friend in the arcade, she’d noticed. That was always nice to see. Daisy didn’t go out much. Since she had been arrested for shoplifting, she concentrated most of her spare time on her studies and her little brother, and while Tess liked that she didn’t think it should be all she was doing with her life.

Except there were those odd times when she’d go and check on her and find her not in her room. Tess had dismissed it. She’d found her in the garden once, studying out in the evening light. So she wasn’t that concerned. She wasn’t all that interested either, as long as nothing bad happened. She’d never wanted kids, but she supposed a woman was meant to at least make an effort at being a mother. She’d hated it from the word go. She didn’t think she had a single maternal gene, let alone bone, in her body. But come between her and her kids, like her ex had earlier, and she’d show the tiger in her.

They were now on their way back to the hotel for dinner. Something that the bed and breakfast didn’t offer, although there had been a nice restaurant next door.

What do you fancy for dinner tonight?” Tess wondered.

Can we try the lasagne tonight? Daisy asked. Ive wanted to try it since we arrived, she admitted.

I didnt know you liked lasagne, her mother returned in mild surprise.

Neither do I until I try it,” Daisy put in.

Tess actually smiled at that. She rarely smiled these days. She was sure the last time she had smiled was in the weeks before the robbery. Life had been simpler back then. Before Hardy had taken the rap for her... Not that anyone knew about that. Before she’d cheated on her husband... Not that Daisy knew about that. Before Phillip Salt had dumped her on finding out Ben wasn’t his... And no one knew about that. She had spent the last five years in confusion as to why Bruce, even though he liked her, didn’t like her son. He was his, after all. Thanks to her then husband’s sudden announcement that Ben couldn’t be his she had had to assume Ben was Phillip’s or Bruce’s. Bruce was the only one of the three who hadn’t gone for a test.

Still, they were a family. That was what mattered in the end. Even if her daughter had withdrawn into herself. She put that down to teenage and puberty and her upcoming exams. Life was stressful enough without all three coming at once.

Im famished, Bruce abruptly spoke.

Tess smiled widely. “You always are. You eat for two men, you do.”

Gotta keep these beauties fed, Bruce joked. He flexed his arms into a wrestlers pose and made the muscles of his chest ripple in an alternating wave.

Oh god, that is disgusting!” Daisy replied.

Tess laughed.

They stepped into the hotel and went straight to their room to offload their prizes and souvenirs. Ben was quiet and pale. He curled up in a ball on the bed for a moment, watching them put their things away, and hugged his Minion.

Come on, Ben. Time for diner.

Ben got up and followed his mum, placing his hand in hers as they left the room again. “I don’t feel very well, Mummy.”

Oh dont you start, Tess grumbled quietly.

See what youre doing, Daisy? Bruce noted. “You’re passing your hypochondria on to your brother.”

Tess pushed her hand up under Ben’s fringe. “It’s just the excitement of having to move hotels, twice, and winning a Minion,” she assured him. “Once we’ve eaten dinner you can have an early night.”

Ben nodded, but wondered if she was right. “But my chest hurts,” he whined.

Stop it, Ben. Bruce, I told you not to be so rough with him. Hes only little.

Give up, Tess. Itll toughen him up. Make a man of him. Don’t want him whimping out in school against the bullies, do you?”

They picked a table and sat down to look at the menu.

Mummy, my chest hurts, Ben said again, giving a sickly cough. He pressed a hand to the middle of his chest. Mummy! I feel really dizzy... I feel sick-”

Tess watched in mounting alarm as her son fell to the floor, his face pulled back into a grimace. She dropped to her knees beside him and felt his skin. It was clammy and cold to the touch. “Bruce, he needs a doctor.”

Stop being such a drama queen. He’s fine. He’s just trying to get attention.”

Ben struggled to draw breath as Tess listened to his heart.Bruce! Someone! Call 999! Now!”

Need help?” a man asked as he approached from the stairs.

Tess looked up at him, barely noticing the plumber’s toolkit on his shoulder. The man with him already had his phone out. In her panic, she couldn’t word out. Daisy was practically screaming.

Shut up,” Bruce shouted at Daisy. “Tess, stop being an embarrassment! And you, he glared at the newcomers. Back off and mind your own business!”

The first man ignored him, dropped his bag, and knelt to listen the now silent boy’s chest. “Nige, tell them he’s having a heart attack!”

Tess wasn't the only one rendered silent at that announcement.

ĐĐ

End of Episode

On to Episode 4...

Comments

( 11 comments — Leave a comment )
ficreader3
Dec. 30th, 2014 04:06 pm (UTC)
Ohhhhh, what a way to end the episode! I'm on pins and needles here! It looks like Ben may really be Alec's son after all!
tkel_paris
Dec. 31st, 2014 03:17 am (UTC)
Stay tuned... Episode 4 is coming up tonight...
alimoseby
Dec. 30th, 2014 05:27 pm (UTC)
Okay, I've read this whole thing and OMG. For starters it's awesome. And pretty intense. And now this little cliffy.

I am so eager for more of this. :D
tkel_paris
Dec. 31st, 2014 03:16 am (UTC)
:DDDDDDDD So happy to hear from you!

More is coming tonight. And Moley and I are trying to fix the need to break up the chapters.
alimoseby
Dec. 31st, 2014 03:50 am (UTC)
You and Moley are pretty awesome to write this. Seriously, Life without Joe and this fic are two of the few Broadchurch fics I've read/will read.

Yay for more! Cheeky is still sick, but must go to pre k tomorrow morning so I can go to a class for WIC. Believe me, your update will get read tomorrow afternoon while Cheeky gets more rest and watched Khumba for the 45 billionth time.
tkel_paris
Dec. 31st, 2014 05:55 am (UTC)
It means a lot that you read them. I'm glad you're enjoying it.

Aw... Offer her a hug from a fellow Donna fan. And consider yourself hugged too.
tardis_mole
Jan. 3rd, 2015 02:49 am (UTC)
Will be fixing this quite soon, I hope. Since we were very careful about the word count, having to split the chapters is more than a little frustrating.

Good to hear from you, Ali. I hope you had a great holiday. Squdhes for the little-ones. :)
diane_dme
Jan. 3rd, 2015 09:18 am (UTC)
As ficreader said, it really does look as if Ben is Hardy's son, despite the paternity test. I wonder if they can be wrong?

Hope the little tyke is going to be alright. :(
tkel_paris
Jan. 9th, 2015 03:03 am (UTC)
I'm a little late in commenting, but yeah. Things can be... twisted.
cannibalilly
Jan. 3rd, 2015 07:42 pm (UTC)
Ugh, so this is Tess Hardy? Her taste in men seems to have changed drastically and not to the better. Poor Alec, but now he's having a real chance at talking to Daisy. Yay! *waves pompoms at Chloe for making this possible*

And now Ben has a heart attack :O At this age? Okay, he has to be Alec's son (I really hope so for Ben's sake)
tkel_paris
Jan. 9th, 2015 03:04 am (UTC)
*coughs* Yes. And amen.

Can't remember if you got to the end yet. If not... do, please! :)
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