Alright chapter two. enjoy.

The name of the chapter is more of a foreshadowing than what is in the chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood as it is owned by the BBC

Chapter Two

Dead before questioning

Jack

I stood silent as Tosh played the security footage from outside of the building. So far all it showed was the victim entering the building and an hour later his body lying outstretched on the bench. The footage from inside didn't seem to help either as Tosh couldn't seem to find any footage of him clashing with anyone or even going off with someone. Owen was over in autopsy area and Gwen and Ianto hadn't arrived back yet.

"I'll keep looking shall I?" Tosh said still looking at the screen.

"Yes, keep looking as he's bound to show up." I answered before walking off towards the autopsy area. "Owen, found anything interesting?"

"I was wrong about the cause of death; he did die from being pushed from that building. The spine is completely crushed so he died upon impact." Owen answered looking up the corpse. "I got the idea because of the rift key."

"Actually I did as well but from having a closer look at the body." I confessed with a small smile. "Well keep me posted." I said before walking off.

"Will do." Owen called after me.

I walked up the stairs towards my office and sat down at my desk. Picking up the rift key I tried to figure out how the victim ended up with it in his pocket. Peter would know as I had given him the job of scowling the internet looking for alien artefacts and other weird objects. If he was here I would have asked him to look to see if any rift keys had been sold over the internet. Peter knew a lot about eBay and other interesting auction houses around the world that it was Ianto's idea to give him that part of his job. Ianto of course was still relied upon for his local knowledge.

My phone started to ring in my pocket and I answered it without looking at the name on the display. Before I said hello I heard an Aussie accent swearing, sounding very on edge and pissed off. I immediately knew who it was from hearing it so many times when he had called me in the past. I felt a smile pass over my lips.

"Peter Clarkson, your voice is like music to my ears." I answered sounding very cheesy. "Even if you are swearing."

"Hi Jack, sorry I thought you weren't going to answer." Peter replied. "Because of the new case and all."

"Not at all, I always have time to talk to you." I answered with a smile. "So you want me to pick you up from the airport?"

"Um actually I've been back a day, didn't want to make a fuss." Peter said. "I'm calling you from the police station."

"Please don't tell me that you got yourself into trouble?"

"God no, I was called here because they arrested a man who claims to know you."

"Who?" I asked sitting forward in my chair.

"A man by the name of Captain John Hart. Wears an old red British army coat, speaks with a British accent and flirts worse than you." Peter answered a sigh.

"Yes I know him, even the team." I told him. "Well except for you of course."

"Yeah he commented that you need a blonde."

I gave a light chuckle. "Why was he arrested?"

"Had a fight with a man at a bar, well I really wouldn't say he was a man more like an alien with blister like pimples on his face."

"So he was arrested too then?"

"Of course, they've been eyeing each other off since they got here."

"Well I think you can handle it, just tell who's ever in charge that you will be taking Captain John Hart back to Torchwood."

"Here's the thing, Captain John Hart claims that his 'friend' knows who pushed that man off the building."

"Really?" I asked a bit in shock but interested at the same time.

"Yes, unless he's lying and I have to actually ask his 'friend'."

"No don't do anything until I get there understand me?"

"Yes whatever you say." And the line went dead.

Peter

I placed the phone back into my pocket and walked back towards the cell. John was now sitting down on the ground with his legs outstretched. His eyes were upon me when I stopped in the just outside the door.

"So what did Jack say?" He asked with hunger in his eyes.

"That he knows you and I have to wait until he gets here." I replied learning on the column of the doorway.

"Ah interested then is he? Of what I have revealed?" John said with a glee before looking away. "Oh good, I know how to get his attention."

"How do you know him?" I asked looking him over with keen eyes.

"We used to work together." He replied looking back up at me. "We were partners in everyway."

"Yeah I sort of guessed that." I said with a small smile.

"You know by the look of you, you seem to be pining for someone." John mused, standing up and walking closer to me. "Especially since you did lie to me about being taken."

"So you think I used him as an excuse?" I replied before shutting my mouth with embarrassment.

"What's his name?" John asked quite seriously.

I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want to bring up him because I had tried to put him in the back of my mind while I was away on holiday. It hadn't worked because I had thought about him everyday and wished that he was with me visiting the family. I wanted to show him around Adelaide again like I had two Christmases ago. The pain had started, causing me to cry thus making the insomnia worst. I hadn't been able to sleep in four months because of the guilt.

"I don't think that's any of your business." I said quite calmly with my head down.

"Put it this way, I'm still in love with your boss. If I can tell you that then surely..." John said coming right up to my face.

"Leave him alone." His 'friend' spoke up from the other side of the room. "I don't think he wants to tell you."

"Very well then." John said stepping back away from me and sitting back down on the ground. "What about you tell him who killed that man then."

I saw that he was trying to repress his anger by eyeing him off before turning his eyes towards me. I wanted to look away from the blister like pimples that sat on his face but my eyes were solidly glued. It was really a strange sight as I tried to figure out if he was human or alien. The long blonde hair and grey business suit was what threw me off when I had first saw him. I started to walk closer.

"So John here tells me that you know who killed that man." I said trying to engage him in conversation while walking closer. "I know someone who would like that information."

Before I knew it I was up against the wall with his hand against my neck. His body became incredibly close to mine and I thought I could feel something from his pants. I couldn't breathe though as he started to squeeze tighter. I closed my eyes.

"I wouldn't if I were you." A voice said from the other side of the room with a cock of a pistol.

"Why? He looks so tasty!" He purred before letting me go. "Who the hell are you anyway?"

"Torchwood!" The voice answered and I could hear him walk a little closer. I opened my eyes but kept them glued on my attacker.

"Ah yes Torchwood, John here can't stop talking about......" He began before falling to the ground with a loud thud. Everybody's eyes were now on me.

"You've got a feisty one there Jack!" John said walking up to Jack. "Where did you find him?"

"I'm asking the same question myself." Jack replied with a smile.

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