So, having issues with indents and stuff... I'll write the next chapter on word, because I can't upload from my drive... Sigh, the technical issues with Chromebook... Anyway... Thought I'd try my hand at some fan fiction... I got bored and soooo tired of the Twilight fandom, and got into British television, as you can see with me posting a Doctor Who/Broadchurch crossover. Most of the people I've met that are into the Doctor Who fandom are so much more fun t hang out with, as you can talk for hours about different aspects of it, and never repeat yourself. There are countless theories and is FAAARRR more thought-provoking than Twilight, where people are just like, "ooohhh he soooo sparkly!" I just kind of lost faith in most twilight fans.
Sooo... onto business.. I claim nothing but my portion of the plot and my OC, who is not in this chapter really.
Most of the story will be in her POV, but to set it up, we enter the handsome Scottish Detective inspector.
Third Person
"Oh God, don't do this to me," a man in a suit pleaded as he walked over to the body on the beach. This transfer was supposed to be not stressful. He was moved to Broadchurch because it was supposed to be peaceful, with busy days being a disturbance of the peace charge after a night out at the pub. He was very Scottish. He had dark brown hair that shone reddish in the sun, with a scruffy beard.
"Come on," he begged no one in particular, as he got closer to the body. "Oh, God," he groaned in despair as his worst fear was realized. It was a child, no older than 12, with dark brown shaggy hair, a gray long-sleeved shirt, jeans, and brightly colored sneakers. The scene was almost too painful to observe for most, but it made him even more determined to find out what happened.
"Oh God. No, no, no," a woman with short dark curly hair in business suit stumbled across the sand.
The Scot turned toward the woman and groaned before shouting in a thick Scottish accent. "Off the beach! This area's off limits!" He stumbled a bit toward the woman in an attempt to keep her from getting any closer to the scene.
"No, I'm police," She breathlessly handed him her badge. "Oh God," she gasped as she got a good look at the body. "I know him. He lives here. He has tea at my house. He's my boy's best friend."
He glanced one more time at the badge before handing it back to her, noting her name; detective sergeant Ellie Miller.
"Oh, God, Beth!" She spun to face him. "Does Beth know?"
Tired of her irrationality, he sighed, "alright, calm down."
"You don't understand, I know that boy," she insisted, gesturing at the body.
"Shut it off."
"'Shut it off'?" she repeated, incredulous that he could say that when an eleven year old boy was dead on a beach in a town that had one of the lowest crime rates in the country.
"Be professional," he explained, "you're working a case now." He held out his hand to her, "Alec Hardy."
"I know." She scowled a bit, but was too shocked by the scene in front of her to be truly angry with him. She wasn't prepared to deal with a situation like this. "You got my job."
Alec nearly groaned, "you wanna do that now?"
"You don't even know who he is!" she retorted angrily.
"Tell me!"
"Danny," she began before composing herself, "Daniel Latimer. 11 years old. Goes to school with my boy Tom. His family lives here, dad's the local plumber."
He glanced around. Needing to start somewhere he asked, "Is this a suicide spot?"
"He wouldn't do that," Ellie told him sharply.
"Answer the question."
Reluctantly, she answered, "No. There are others- one three miles west; another one further inland." She looked straight into his rich chocolate eyes. "He's not that type of kid."
Hardy glanced out at the ocean behind him before turning back to Miller. "Find out where SOCO are. We have to move fast. That tide 'll be in."
He looked up along the top of the cliffs, and noticed a woman standing up to with long black hair blowing in the wind. Her white dress flowed out behind her, taking her long coat with it. From what he could see, she was quite beautiful. "Did you not close off the top of the cliff?" he asked forcefully, turning toward one of the uniformed officers.
"Yes sir. We did that as soon as we arrived."
He looked back up to find the woman gone. He shook his head before turning toward the source of some shouting.
A woman with short brown hair in a red dress was running across the beach.
"Oh God, who's that?" He started walking toward the hysterical woman in an attempt to keep her from getting any closer to the body.
"No!" Ellie shouted. "Beth! Get off the beach!" She too hustled toward the woman.
"What is it?" Beth demanded. "What have you found? Let me see!" she shouted, running past the officers. "Let me see!"
"Gary!" Ellie called to one of the officers. "You can't be here! Stop!" she shouted as the officers tried to grab onto Beth.
Alec maneuvered to try and prevent her from seeing the body, even though most of the kid's body was covered by a blanket.
"Get her off the beach! Get away!" Ellie continued to scramble for any control over the situation.
Despite their efforts, Beth caught sight of the kid's shoes. "Those are his shoes," she gasped. She then went full on hysteric.
Alec's heart tugged for the woman, but he knew he had to remain professional. It was more important to figure out what happened here.
"Come on," several officers got a firm grip on her and began dragging her away from the scene.
She wasn't about to leave without a fight. She fought hard against their grips. "Those are Danny's trainers!" she sobbed. She jerked again against their grips. "No! Danny! Oh Ellie, no!" she begged her friend to tell her that it wasn't her son. "Danny!" she sobbed once more before collapsing in the grips of the policemen.
As they dragged her away, Alec sighed, turning back toward Danny's body. He would find out what happened, he swore to himself, and if it turns out to be a homicide, then he would find the bastard who did this to the young boy.
So, ta-da! please review! I am always looking to make my writing better, and I am positive I've made a few mistakes. I had to edit the transcript because the only one I could find was super crappy, and I had to take like all day to remember who said what, and most of it was all jumbled and wrong anyway... GAH!
I apologize for the rambling, I drank an overly sugared iced tea and stuff and yeah...
SO! REVIEW PLEASE!
