Phew! It's been a long time! But since I have gotten so many favorites and follows and such (well, its a lot to me), I have finally finished this chapter! It's kind of short, but it ends with the first episode. I don't have anymore transcripts ready to go (I blame the angels), so it may be a while.

That and I am in college, so, school stuff unfortunately takes priority. To be honest, I struggled through my first semester. But this semester is going much better, so far at least.

Anyway, thank you so kiss me goodbye for your review! And this chapter doesn't have the detectives in it, but it is setting up so that there will be lots of interaction between Kala and Alec, as well as Jack and everybody else. This chapter originally had Alec in it, but as I was typing, I realized (with a z) that since Torchwood was so horribly criticized publicly, no government official in their right mind would work with someone associated with it, so, loopholes, and no Alec in this chapter.

Also, just to be clear, Kala and the Doctor's time streams are matched up for the purpose of this story, and so are Jack's and Kala's, but Jack and the Doctor's are not. Very important to understand for the plot I have planned, that may or may not actually happen because a lot changes as I write, type, and read over.

Enough with the long author's note, please, read on!

All day, Jack seemed contemplative, not cracking his usual jokes. Sitting down for dinner, a simple chicken and rice dish, I finally got tired of his silence. "Alright, what is it?"

"What do you think of offering to help them? I mean, we have the qualifications, and if I say so myself, we are overqualified."

"Don't they already have their entire force on the case?"

"Have you met the police in this town? They're as qualified as a rodent," he scoffed. "They've never dealt with a murder case. The worst that's ever happened here was some kid getting caught tagging a wall with a butterfly!"

"What about my condition?"

"Oh," he answered quickly, "you won't be doing anything rigorous. It's a fairly simple human-on-human murder."

I sighed, leaning back in my chair, and put my fork down. "I suppose with a police force like that, we can offer our assistance. But-" I picked up my fork and leaned forward to point it in his face. "We are not going to force them to work with us."

He grinned. "Yes Ma'am," he mock-saluted.

I rolled my eyes before tucking into my food with a little more enthusiasm.

The next day, Jack drove us into town. We walked silently into the police station.

"Can I help you?" an officer at a desk asked.

"Yeah, actually," Jack answered in a tone that meant business. "We need to see Chief Supervisor Jenkinson about the Latimer case."

The man's eyes widened instantly, "how do you know about that? Nothing has been released!"

"We have our ways," I briefly glanced at the plaque on his desk. "Officer Johnson."

If possible, his eyes would have widened further.

Jack threw a look at me that said see? Idiots.

"If she's busy, tell her that two agents from Torchwood are here to see her," Jack told him slowly.

"I don't even know what Torchwood is, but I'm sure it can wait. Detective Inspector Alec Hardy is leading the investigation-"

"We need to talk to someone a little higher up," I gave him a rather venomous smile.

He reluctantly pushed a button on the phone. Before he could speak a female voice came on. "Can it wait? I'm in the middle of something important here."

"Well, ma'am," he began nervously, "There are two people here to see you about the case, and they insist on talking to you."

An irritated sigh was audible from the other end. "Well, tell them I'm busy."

"I-I did ma'am," he stuttered.

I turned to see the DI walk out with Ellie hot on his heels.

"Then what's the problem?" the woman ground out. "Give me a minute."

A woman with short dirty-blonde hair walked around the corner with a rather irritated expression.

Jack pulled out his Torchwood badge and nudged me to do the same. I sighed but did as he wanted. "Ma'am, we're with Torchwood. We would like to talk to you about something concerning the Latimer case."

The woman visibly paled. "My apologies. Please, right this way." She led us to her office, and shut the door behind us. Then, she told us to take a set before she sat forlornly in her chair. "Dear lord," she groaned, "Is it aliens?"

Jack perked right up. "No ma'am. We are living in town and thought the investigation might move quicker and smoother if you had extra experienced hands."

Jack, I thought, ever the charmer.

"You are offering your services?" She sat up and raised an eyebrow.

"Only if your lead investigator wants our help. We have no intention on taking over the investigation. We have worked for Torchwood for a number of years, I believe we are the most qualified help you'll be able to get." I told her before Jack could answer.

"But Torchwood was publicly disbanded, and I thought all dead too."

"While what's-his-face blamed all the problems on Torchwood, those of us that remained went deep underground. We still work for her majesty, ma'am," Jack informed her.

She was silent for a moment before she started speaking again. "You do realize that if he agrees to your help, you cannot help publicly as Torchwood."

"With all due respect, we aren't doing this for retribution for Torchwood. We are doing this because a child died and the vast majority of your force has not one clue how to go about a homicide, let alone the death of a child," I answered, biting back my anger.

"You are sure it was a homicide?" she asked. "We haven't even got the autopsy report back."

"When they first found his body on the beach I was on a walk that took me by the cliffs. There was no evidence of anyone jumping, slipping or falling. I'm sure the Detective Inspector can verify that."

"We are very good at what we do, Chief," Jack added.

"I would have to hire you since we cannot be found working with Torchwood, but we don't have the budget to hire two more detectives." She was looking for some way to make it work.

Then I remembered something. "We've got contacts with UNIT. When Torchwood first went down, I did some work with UNIT. I have enough ties, and enough clearance, that we can be on loan from UNIT, publicly speaking."

She nodded, deciding it would work. "Call up your contacts, get IDs and get on their payroll, and consider it done. I'll tell Hardy that we've got some experienced hands on deck."

I smiled and Jack and I thanked her and shook her hand. Once in the car, I pull out my phone, and made a call.

"Kate Stewart, UNIT."

"Hello, Kate, It's Kalanu."

"Kalanu! It's an honor to hear from you," she said cheerfully. "How is the Doctor?"

"Uh, good, he's fine." I quickly looked at Jack. He just stared at the road.

"I take it this isn't just a social call."

"No. It isn't, sorry. I wanted to know if you could do Jack and I, a huge favor. To be honest it would also benefit you."

"Oh? And what is this favor?"

"Well, because of my condition that I am sure you are aware of, and with what happened to Torchwood, Jack and I are laying low in a small town," I began.

"Yes, UNIT is aware of this. Broadchurch, right?"

"Yes. Well, then you probably know about the homicide."

"Naturally. The Doctor did ask us to keep an eye out for you should you decide to stay here without him," she admitted

"He would," I sighed. "Anyway, Jack and I want to help, but we can't because we'd be helping under Torchwood."

"Which has been publicly criticized, and torn down. So you want the two of you to be on UNIT's payroll, so you can help the investigation."

"Because these small town cops have absolutely no experience."

"You said this would benefit UNIT as well?" she questioned.

"Well, there would certainly be faster response time in the countryside, and I am a direct line to the Doctor, should anything come that is beyond anything those of us stuck down here are capable of. And from time to time, since Jack and I have quite a lot of field experience, not to mention I am an alien, we could help with identification of technology or alien species. You know, the works. Jack also happens to be a decent translator, and I am much better. It's what you would call a win-win situation. We'd get to help find the poor kid's killer, and you get our alien expertise."

She laughed. "You know I would have done it anyway. You are already on UNIT's payroll, Kalanu."

"Really? What are my wages?" I asked, surprised.

"You are well taken care of during your stay."

"So you'll add Jack? And send us what we need to legally work with the police force here?"

"Consider it done. Everything should be there when you wake up. Hand-delivered, of course."

"Thank you so much, Kate," I smiled. "You need anything, just call."

"Oh, I know, and I will. Don't worry about that. Take care."

"You too Kate. Say hi to your dad for me."

"I will, goodbye." The line went dead.

I turned to Jack, "well, that's all taken care of. Welcome to UNIT, Captain."

He looked at me and grinned, "Thanks, short-stuff."

I rolled my eyes.

"That guy in there, the one that looks like his twin?"

"That was Detective Inspector Alec Hardy," I told him.

"You never told me! The thoughts-"

"Stop it right there. One, you've already met him, I'm sure of it, and two-" I stopped knowing it was pointless, so I just shook my head as he started laughing.

Only you, Jack. Only you.

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