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Sam: Thank you. We'll find out together. I think the relationship is going to start off a little complicated.

Sherlock: It will be a learning experience for us all. Sam has a lot of free time.

Sam: I don't own Sherlock or Torchwood.

Chapter 3

"Sherlock," John said. "Where are you going?"

Sherlock looked at his friend out of the corner of his eye. He finished tying his shoe and walked towards the door putting on his jacket.

"The pier in Cardiff," He said. "I'm supposed to meet the girl I was talking about at the pier about the case. If you have to go to work in the morning, I suggest you stay here."
"Right," John said.

"Invite Sarah over and watch something on telly," Sherlock suggested as he walked out the door. "Or take her to the cinema!"

The door slammed and John new the Sherlock was gone and probably wouldn't be back for a while.

Sam was looking out at the ocean with Jack standing next to her with his arm around her, her head resting on his shoulder.

Sherlock found them and cleared his throat. Sam looked up and spun around, Jack looked over his shoulder.

"Sherlock," Sam said. She gestured to Jack. "This is my dad, Captain Jack Harkness."
Jack and Sherlock shook hands.

"You said something about explaining Torchwood to me in your text," Sherlock said.

Sam nodded.

"I'll let dad explain to it you," Sam looked at Jack.

"Torchwood is a secret government agency," Jack said. "We protect the human race from aliens and arm them against the future. There was three Torchwood facilities. One in London that ended with the cybermen. Torchwood 2 vanished somewhere, but we'll find it eventually. We are Torchwood 3. There's 6 of us here at this facility. Myself, Sam, Owen Harper, Gwen Cooper, Toshiko Sato, and Ianto Jones. Any questions?"

"One," Sherlock said. "When you say arming the human race against the future, what do you mean?"
"Everything changes in the 21st century," Jack said. "Its when the human race becomes aware of the presence of aliens."

"And they have," Sam said.

"SO how do I fit in?" Sherlock asked.

"I ran a background check on you while Sam, Owen, and Gwen were out for Lestrade," Jack said. "You're exactly what we need here at Torchwood. What do you say?"
"Well," Sherlock said. "I don't know."

"Work with us while we try to solve this case," Sam suggested. "If you like it, the job offer still stands. It will help you help John with rent."

"How did you know about John?"

"Shortly after I left before I texted you, Dad called me to tell about the background check. Lestrade had mentioned you."
"How did you get my number?" Sherlock asked.
"That's something I can't tell you while you're just an ordinary citizen," Sam said.

"So," Jack said. "What do you say? What to give Torchwood a try?"
"Sure, why not?" Sherlock said. "I enjoy experiments."
"Come this way," Sam lead Sherlock into the Torchwood hub. "You can meet everybody."

Sam, Jack, and Sherlock walked into the Torchwood Hub, and Sherlock was a little aw-struck at all the security precautions that they took to keep people out of the Hub. As the final door opened in to the main room of the Hub, four people looked over at Jack.

One person, Sherlock assumed it was Tosh because she looked Chinese/Japanese, walked up to Jack and started telling him about something to do with something called the Rift.

Jack turned around and got everyone's attention, and then Sam lead Sherlock over to the center of the room, near the two computers.

"Guys," Jack said, he gestured to Sherlock, and then in turn to each of his employees. "This is Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock, this is Owen, Gwen, Tosh, and Ianto. Sherlock is gonna work on the homicide case with us and see if he likes working here. Don't ask any questions about it. I've made a decision, no one's getting fired, and no one's going to change my mind. I'll be in my office. Sam, take Sherlock to the shooting range and make sure that he knows how to use every single one of those guns. If he's going to be with Torchwood for the next few days or weeks or whatever, he needs to know how to shoot."

"Okay," Sam walked down to the shooting range with Sherlock following right behind her.

"So," Sherlock said while he watched Sam load and cock a .40mm S & W. "Can you tell me a bit about yourself?"

"I'm 23, my mother died when I was a baby, I was raised by dad here in Torchwood, Torchwood is my life, that's why I work her, I believe Owen is an ass, I'm awesome at sports, Gwen and her husband are complete idjots, Tosh spends too much time on the computer and not enough time dating, Ianto makes good coffee and is a really good cook, and I'm single," Sam unloaded the gun and handed it to Sherlock. "You try."

Sherlock did what he watched Sam do. Sam nodded and thought to herself that he's a fast learner. She then took a .40mm S & W off of her belt, cocked it and showed Sherlock how to hold, aim, and shoot the gun, and then showed him how to do it quickly.

"Wow," Sherlock said. "You were raised in this life. That would explain why you appeared to be so tough and why you look like you know how to follow instructions. If you are unattached, can I assume you don't have plans tonight at around 6."
Sam looked at Sherlock.

"If I lie and say that I'm busy at 6, will you be really persistent and keep flirting?" Sherlock nodded. "Fine, I'm not busy, what did you have in mind?"

"Dinner," Sherlock suggested. "At the café on Lexington."

"Sure," Sam moved over to let Sherlock try shooting the gun. "Try the gun."

For the rest of the night/day, Sherlock got to know the Torchwood ways, the people he would be working with, and Sam. At around noon, Sam, Gwen, Jack, and Ianto were going out for lunch, Owen was going to his flat, and Sherlock was going to head back to his flat to shower. He didn't tell anyone about the date he had planned with Sam the night before while they were in the shooting range in Torchwood.

Sam: Well, maybe it doesn't start out TOO rough.

Lestrade: I thought Sherlock and myself were going to fight about Sam?
Sam: I'll get there eventually.

Sherlock: I'm looking forward to when Sam and myself start dating because she chooses between Lestrade and myself. I can't wait to see what we do together.

Sam: *Looking at Sherlock* That's an awkward sentence but we'll get there eventually. I cannot guarantee that explanations won't stop abruptly due to what goes on in that chapter, though. _