Author's note: I am so sorry, for those who read the fanfic and saw that I posted the second chapter as the first. I didn't realize I did that till now. Apologies.
The phone rang in the bleary hours of Baker Street. "Sherlock…You going to get that?" John said sleepily as he snuggled the detective. The consulting answered the phone with a dull "hello?" "Sherlock? It's Lestrade, you better get over here." "What for?"
"We need your help." "Yes, I've established that, but what for?" "I'm not at liberty to say over the phone, Sherlock." "Give me ten minutes." He hung up and sighed heavily.
"Was that Lestrade?" Sherlock nodded. "He wants me to go over to the Yard." "It's...-" John looked at the clock. "…two o'clock in the morning, Sherlock what does he want?!" "I don't know. He just told me to go over."
"I'm going with you." "No John. Stay here. I'll only be a tad." With that, he kissed him softly and got out of bed, quickly dressing himself and in a cab on the way to the Yard.
"I'm here." He called as he walked in, seeing Lestrade and a few other detectives crowded around a computer screen. Greg looked up.
"Ever heard of Torchwood?" he asked. "What?" Sherlock queried, thrown off by the sudden question. "The Torchwood Institute."
"Not at all…what is it?" "We don't know." The detective inspector pointed to the computer screen where a giant logo with the word 'Torchwood' fishtailed on screen. As the logo was clicked on, it showed the profiles of five individuals; Ianto Jones, Gwen Cooper, Jack Harkness, Owen Harper and Toshiko Sato.
"Ever heard of them?" Greg asked. Sherlock shook his head. He studied the profiles carefully, then stopped once he got to Jack Harkness.
"This man, have you seen him before?" Sherlock glanced at him. "Was hoping you could tell me." They both looked to the screen which went blank in two seconds.
"What happened?" the DI questioned the other detectives.
"I don't know sir." Gregson replied quickly.
"It seems to be some sort of malware." Dimmock spoke up. The computer screen was left blank.
"Sherlock, come with me." The consulting detective followed the detective inspector to his office.
"I want you to find out who these people are. There's an archive-"
"I know where it is."
"Okay…that's where you'll find the files." Sherlock nodded and headed over.
