After Rose and Hardy had left the arcade, Jack and Ianto made their way inside, Ianto getting some coins out of his pocket to play one of the slots until Jack called him.

"Ianto, what the hell are you doing huh?"

"Sorry Jack, force of habit," he grinned, pocketing the coins.

They made their way to the back, knowing they were on camera and someone would be on their way to try to throw them out.

Mickey went to meet them.

"Jack, what are you doing here? I thought you'd left town? We weren't supposed to meet yet, I've not had time to talk to Tony."

"Why not Mickey, what am I paying you for huh?" Jack wanted to know.

"Because Pete was here all weekend that's why, plus Rose was hanging around earlier."

"Aw, I just missed her? I'm gonna be upset all day now. She's still having nothing to do with you then?"

"What do you think Jack? I asked her to the dance and she told me to get lost again. I think she might have another bloke."

"Well it's not me Mickey boy. So, when are you gonna talk to the kid?"

"I'm working on it Jack, now are you gonna spend some money?"

"What do you think? You'd better talk to him soon or the deal's off, I might get bored and go some place else."

"Why would you do that? Don't you want to know what Pete's up to?"

"Well no-one seems to know, not even you apparently. What's he playing at? He's not told Jackie, we just came from visiting her. Rose still not interested in the arcade then, as well as not being interested in you?"

"Don't remind me Jack. Did you hear the old DI just left town?"

"I heard rumours he was getting out. Have they replaced him yet?"

"Oh yeah Jack, they replaced him alright, it's his first day and he's already been in hassling us. Can you believe his nerve? Pete's gonna be furious when he gets back, trust me."

"So did you and the kid stand up to him, put him in his place?"

"Not exactly, he thinks he's gonna make a few changes around here, I told him that wasn't gonna happen."

Mickey was hoping Jack would believe him, since Hardy had in no uncertain terms told them he was in charge now. Hardy had stayed a bit longer after Rose had left and pointed out a few 'changes' that needed their attention, starting with more signs to say no gambling under the age of eighteen and taking away the stools at the slot machines so kids were not tempted. Mickey had argued the regulars sat on them and they would complain. Hardy had said that was their problem, not his.

"Well we'll be back Mickey so get on with talking Tony into joining forces with us, he wants to be on the winning team, trust me. Tell Rose I'm sorry I missed her then."

"Yeah, she'll be sorry she missed you."

Hardy and Miller were on their way to the local hospital. It was only a small place and had been saved several times from being closed due to petitions and Pete Tyler since his son had been born there shortly after their arrival in the town.

"This is a complete waste of time Miller," Hardy was telling her as she drove them, noting she was not going via the High Street but another way.

"We have to find out who he is, we can't just leave him there."

"Let the hospital take care of that."

"Got something else to do Sir?"

He chose to ignore the remark. Yes, he did have something else to do, find out more about a certain Rose Tyler. How was he going to get Miller to go back via the shopping area? He could always say for her to drop him at the hotel for something and he could walk back, looking in the shop windows on the pretence he was finding his way around. Maybe he could call in a few and introduce himself but what excuse could he possibly have for going into a woman's fashion shop without arousing suspicion?

Whatever the reason, he was running out of time as Miller stopped in a parking space that had a sign saying 'Official vehicles only' and Hardy thought she must think she qualified, not that he was complaining since it was outside the main entrance and he really didn't want to be there. Ellie Miller seemed to know where she was going as he followed her in. He didn't like hospitals since he'd been several times during his last big case and had made a point of never going back to one, until now.

Ellie had stopped at a reception desk, Hardy surprised they even had one.

"Hi, we're looking for Nurse Jones? She's been looking after a patient suffering from memory loss."

"Oh yes Ellie, she's in ward 2, you know where it is?"

"Yeah, thanks. This is DI Hardy, he's new in town."

"I heard DI Hunter was retiring. Shame, he was really good at his job."

Hardy wondered if he was going to get that everywhere he went, even when they'd got used to his way of doing things. It seemed to him that it wasn't going to be as easy as he thought as Miller led him through a door and stopped at the nurse's desk and there was an Afro-Caribbean woman in a nurse's uniform sitting looking at a monitor.

"Hello Ellie, come to see our unknown patient?"

"Yeah, is he awake Martha?"

"He's in bed 3, with the curtain around him. It'll be visiting time soon and we didn't want to upset him when others got visitors. He's remembering a bit more, knows he was driving a blue car and he blacked out."

"Well that's a good sign then. Oh, this is DI Hardy, he took over from DI Hunter."

"He finally retired then? Shame. Hello, I'm Martha Jones. So it's DI Hardy? No first name?"

"I don't do first names. The patient?"

He knew when he was being checked out, Rose had done it earlier and while he had welcomed her attention, this woman was making him uncomfortable to say the least. Martha led them across the ward and went though the curtain, seeing the man was awake.

"Up to talking to the police then?"

The man simply nodded, he wanted to be out of the place as soon as he knew where he was going.

"He's all yours Ellie. Come and see me before you go, won't you?"

Hardy thought that was addressed to him, not to Miller. Twenty minutes later, Miller had to stop to talk to the nurse didn't she, Hardy thought, trying to get away and still trying to come up with a reasonable excuse to go via the High Street and not being able to come up with one except he really wanted to know where Rose Tyler worked. Maybe he should just try asking, what did he have to lose?

"So, are you and Joe going to the dance on Saturday night then?" Martha asked Ellie but looking at Hardy.

"No, don't think so, I think we'll leave that to the younger generation and besides, we'll never get anyone to watch Fred. Are you going?"

"Well if I can find someone to take me?" she hinted, looking again at Hardy, which got a smile out of Miller.

"What about that Doctor Milligan? I thought you liked him?"

"He's away somewhere again, why would I want to go out with anyone who keeps disappearing on me? How long are you here for, DI Hardy?"

He wanted to say he'd be on the next bus out.

"Come on Miller, we have to go see if we can get any information on the mysterious patient, we've not got all day to talk about who is and is not going to the local dance," he told her, putting his notebook away.

"Tetchy," Martha remarked, looking at him with that look that said 'are you going to ask me or not?'

"Just because you're new in town doesn't mean we don't think it's important," Ellie scoffed back, knowing he'd chew her out when they got back to the car. "Things like that are important in a small town – Sir."

"Then talk about them in your own time Miller. For your information I do not attend local dances unless I either go in an official capacity or I know someone whom I would like to take."

He wanted to add that it didn't include the nurse giving him that look again and for her not to get any ideas.

"Well all the tickets will be snapped up soon but they usually keep a few back to be sold on the door," Martha wanted to inform him and for him to take the hint again.

He knew a hint when he heard one but if he were to invite Rose, he wouldn't be seen buying tickets at the door. Not daring to risk asking where they were available from, he walked away from the desk, Ellie trying to apologise for her new boss.

"Sorry Martha, it's his first day and he's already been to the arcade so he's not in a very good mood. Why don't you see if Mickey has a date?"

"What?" Martha asked, staring after Hardy. "Oh, maybe, if he's not got a full calendar, you know Mickey? Go on then, what's his first name?"

"Leave it Martha, trust me, he's not worth it. He's done nothing but complain all day and he's just arrived. I hate to think what he'll be like in a week's time."

"He needs to go to the dance then, that may cheer him up Ellie."

"Well good luck with that then, you're going to need it. I might go just to see him with two left feet."

Ellie rushed to catch up with her grumpy new boss who didn't seem to know when he was being chatted up into taking a woman to the local dance.

"You can get tickets from the tourist information centre, the one in the newspaper office opposite your hotel."

"Why would I want to do that Miller?" he asked, standing by her car.

"Just in case you were to find someone to go with. I think someone in there was volunteering."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, though I dare say if you went on your own, you might have them queuing. There aren't a lot of eligible bachelors to go around, well not that the local women would actually want to be seen with. You never know your luck."

"Are you the local agony aunt or something Miller? I am not interested in seeing how many woman want to dance with me. I would not lower myself by making it clear to the single women of Broadchurch I was 'on the market' if that's the term these days. If I were to go, I would go in an official capacity to let people see I was keeping an eye on things or I would find myself a date, not one who was throwing themselves at me."

"Martha was right, you are tetchy. Got anyone in mind then?"

"I refuse to be interrogated Miller. Go back via the hotel, I want to call in."

"To ask Becca Fisher?" Ellie laughed.

"Very amusing Miller, why do you think I want to move out?"

Ellie dropped him as he'd requested.

"Want me to wait?"

"No, you get back and get me that information and I want the low-down on that Harkness you mentioned."

"Sir, stay away from him, he's trouble, I mean it."

"Why are you and the chief keen to keep me away from him?"

"Because you don't know what you're up against. You may have been a pain since I met you earlier but I wouldn't see anything happening to you. Trust me, keep away from him, especially if he's with his boyfriend."

"You mean he's one of those? Why should I be worried then?"

"Because Ianto Jones is shall we say the brawn and Harkness is the brains, they're unstoppable once they get going. If he's in town, they're after finding out what Pete Tyler's up to and they won't leave until they do find out. Have you seen them?"

"They were pointed out to me as I left the arcade."

"Who by?"

"Rose Tyler, I saw her as I came out of the arcade."

"You never said you'd already spoken to her."

"You never asked. You should be getting back to the station, I won't be long. Get onto personnel and put a rocket under them, I want to be out of that hotel as soon as possible, got it?"

"Yes Sir, got it. I could get you into a caravan?"

"Forget it, I'm not going in a caravan, it reminds me of when my parents used to take me. They used to spend all the time arguing."

"Right, caravans are out then. The apartments are a bit expensive, that doesn't leave a lot. I'll see what they say but you might have to pay towards somewhere."

"What about one of the pubs, don't they have rooms?"

"I thought you wanted to be on your own?"

"I'll have more privacy there and it will be nearer the station. Get to work on it, I'll take one if you can't find me anywhere else."

When he had watched her drive off, he changed his mind about going into the hotel and wandered down the street. They'd not passed any fashion shops on the way but there was another street leading off and he wondered if it was down there but she had said the High Street, unless that had the same name but he was about to turn off when he saw a sign saying women's fashions and two young girls hanging around, looking a bit suspicious.

They saw him watching them so he went to show his ID and they ran off. He wondered if they had been trying their luck in the shop that had the name 'Cinders' above the window and he thought he could see Rose inside, though maybe that was what he wanted to see? He thought he should at least go and check the teenagers had not caused any trouble but his phone rang. It was Ellie Miller.

"Are you on your way back?"

"Why?"

"I got you that information you wanted about Harkness, you won't like it."

"I am on my way back then."

As he walked away, Rose was looking out of the window and thought she caught a glimpse of him but maybe she had him on her mind and wanted to see him, wanted him to call in but what could she do? It would look a bit odd unless she went after him and said two teenagers had been trying their luck but she'd seen them outside and since they'd gone, she assumed they'd got tired of hanging around.

As Hardy walked down the street, he was a bit annoyed that Miller had chosen that moment to call him about Harkness but he had to find out why two people had tried to put him off going after him. Once back at the station, he went through the information Miller had got him, not knowing what to expect. He wondered how she'd got it so fast but she'd probably got it from the records department, if his predecessor was keeping tabs.

Miller had been right, he didn't like what he read. Harkness had no interest in the area other than trying to muscle in on the Tyler operation and Hunter had just brushed it off by the looks of it. Why was Tyler keeping everything so secret? Now he had a problem because if he asked Rose to the dance, she would surely think he was trying to find out about her father and Tyler would tell her to stay away from him.

If he admitted it, he did want to get to know her but he couldn't go easy on the arcade just for the sake of it. He would have to play this very carefully. If he'd thought about, he could have called and got two tickets for the dance but first, he had to make sure she would talk to him again so it was back to the arcade at the same time tomorrow or just wait outside for her. He had to keep up the appearance he was watching what went on in the arcade though so he'd get there early and hopefully, she wouldn't be put off by him being there talking to her brother.

The following day, Rose was setting off for work when Tony caught up with her.

"Rose, Jack came into the arcade yesterday after you left."

"Yeah, I saw them outside while I was having my lunch. Did they talk to you?"

"No, Mickey went to talk to them. I think they're tryin' to find out what dad's doing. Has he told you anything?"

"Why would he tell me Tony? If you're worried, just call him."

"Yeah, great idea Rose, then he'd think I wasn't up to taking over from him."

"Are you?"

"I don't know, I'm all mixed up Rose. Mickey keeps tryin' to tell me I can do better than work for dad."

"Such as?"

"He never says. I don't want to stay in the arcade all my life but what else do I do?"

"That's down to you. I gotta go, see you at lunch time and don't let Mickey get to you, ok? Don't let that new DI get to you either."

She had some room to talk, he'd already got to her.