Ok Chapter six. some of it was written a few months ago because I decided the write it down before the idea went away. I should point out that Jeremy is Peter's love interest in this story. If you've read Forbidden Lies and Cardiff Blues then you would know that they had a past. so this chapter reintroduces that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood as it is owned by the BBC. The lyrics are from the song The Bones of You by the Manchester Band Elbow.

Chapter Six

The Bones of You

Jeremy

The streets were buzzing with people on their way to work, school or just on an early morning stroll to grab a coffee from the various cafes along the city's centre. I walked down the street in my black business suit with a briefcase in one hand and a Bluetooth device in my ear. The blue sky above proved that it was going to be a beautiful day. Pity I was going to spend it indoors with two meetings and a project to start planning.

Walking past my favourite cafe I stopped when I heard a song sending a shiver down my spine. Closing my eyes I felt tears starting to form sending me back five months previously to a beautiful moment in my life I let slip away. Seeing his face again while the music took hold I felt a smile pass over my lips.

"Are you ok?" A welsh accent asked me. I looked over to see the cafe's owner standing at the doorway.

"Yes I'm fine, Matthew." I answered, going a bit red in the cheeks. "Um great song, what's it called?" I added with a smile.

"Yeah, The Bones of You by Elbow. It's a favourite with the customers." Matthew replied with a grin. "Well take care now."

"Wait, may I have a regular white chocolate mocha." I said walking in through the door. "I've just realised I haven't had my caffeine fix yet."

A few minutes later I left the cafe with my briefcase in one hand and the white choc mocha in the other. It really was going to be a beautiful day.

Peter

The hub was deathly quiet when I entered through the door. It was very early in the morning so the others weren't due to arrive until a bit later on that morning. I had decided to come in early to go through a few things before heading over to the offices of Andrews McCain. If I was going to explain the situation to Jeremy then I had to go get it absolutely perfect.

I walked over to my workstation and turned on my computer. Still the hub was silent except for Myfanwy flying happily above around the rift. I was surprised that John hadn't popped up to say hi because he was staying here at the hub. It didn't matter as I didn't want the distraction right now. I spotted the radio which Jack had put next to my workstation and decided that some music was in order. So I moved my chair towards the radio and switched it on.

When out the doorway the tentacles stretch

Of a song that I know

And the world moves in slo mo

Straight to my head

Like the first cigarette of the day

I looked at the radio and suddenly got the urge to turn it off right away. The song was too painful to listen to because of the memories associated with it. Instead I closed my eyes and let the song drift through my mind. Upon opening them I saw two men dancing in front of me on the other side of the desk. The sight in front of me looked so real as I felt emotions of joy and sorrow. The insomnia was the trigger of this as it made all memories come alive in real life but as hallucinations of a malfunctioning mind. I stood up and walked closer to them before stretching out my hand to touch.

"Nice suit, are you trying to impress me?" A voice asked making me look over to see Jack sitting on my desk. "As it certainly doing a good job." He added staring at me with those charming blue eyes.

I smiled, walked back around the desk and sat down. This morning I had decided to wear my black suit that I'd bought in Australia for special occasions. For some reason I wanted to look respectable when I went to talk to Jeremy.

"Yeah I wanted you to notice." I replied turning off the radio, the tone on the verge of sarcasm.

Maybe it's not me you want to impress." Jack mused standing up and turning the radio back on. "I was enjoying that." He added with a whine.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you right now." I told him with a small smile. "It's just I don't want to be distracted."

Jack nodded, gave a look of disappointment before walking back to his office. I looked back at the computer screen and tried to shut out the song that was playing on the radio. It didn't work though as two minutes later.

And it's you and it's May

And we are sleeping through the day

I'm five years ago

And three thousand miles away

Putting my head into my hands I broke into tears.

Jeremy

The lobby was crowded when I finally arrived at Andrews McCain public relations. For the last four months I had worked here making a fool out of the newspapers. The number of times I had played the media were uncountable that I'd become a respectable PR in that short space of time. My parents were happy that I had finally settled down into a career. All they wanted me to do now was to find someone.

"Good morning, Mr Goodman." Sarah, our receptionist, said in a bright friendly tone. "There's someone here to see you."

I stopped and looked at her in surprise. I didn't have a meeting until eleven o'clock and already it was nine o'clock. All I didn't need right now was a new client as I already had my hands full.

"It's not a new client." Sarah assured me when she saw the look on my face. "I don't know why he's here but I asked him to wait over there." She added pointing over to the waiting lounge.

I nodded and walked over to where new clients always waited before being buzzed up. When I entered there was only one person sitting on one of the black leather couches. He was sitting back with his eyes closed. I noticed untidy brown hair which wasn't styled, a handsome boyish face and a black evening suit. A smile passed over my lips as I immediately knew who it was. He opened his eyes when he heard my footsteps.

"Oh I'm looking for Jeremy Goodman." He said quite seriously which made me realise that he was being cautious.

"Jeremy Goodman, at your service." I answered with a friendly smile.

He stood up and stuck out his hand. "Peter Clarkson, I'm with special ops."

I shook his hand. "So Mr Clarkson, what can I help you with?"

"I need to talk to you about one of your clients; they seemed to have come up in our current investigation." He explained. "If you have time of course."

"Yes as I don't have a meeting until eleven." I answered looking at my watch. "I'll take you to my office if that's alright."

"Of course. I need to talk to you in private." He replied with a nod.

We made our way over to the elevator on the other side of the lobby. We stood side by side as I pressed the button to the third floor. When the doors closed I turned to speak but was met with a hug which made me drop my briefcase and put my arms around him. I didn't want to let him go as we hugged for a few moments. I closed my eyes until I felt him move back.

"Look at you, a PR with Andrews McCain public relations." He said with an enthusiastic smile. "I love the suit."

"You're not looking bad yourself." I replied with a grin before the elevator doors opened.

"Thanks um..." Peter replied before faltering.

"How was your holiday?" I asked changing the subject. His face seemed to show misery and happiness as I said it

"Really good, been back two days." He replied stepping out of the elevator. I could see that he didn't want to talk about it.

"So what really brings you here?" I asked with a smile, hoping that the investigation had been a cover for a talk about our relationship.

"Like I said one of your clients has come up in an investigation." He explained quite professionally.

My heart just sank. So he was here on business and here I was thinking that I would finally here him say that he wanted to give our relationship a try again. That song had given me hope and I was too blind to realise that sometimes we can't get what we want. I opened the door to my office and let him in first, as to be polite.

"Wow you're office is....small." He exclaimed disappointingly.

"I also have a planning room, where I do most of my projects and meetings." I explained shutting the door behind me. "So I only need a small space for interviews with clients."

He nodded and turned around to look at me. That was when I noticed the dark circles under his eyes telling me that he still suffered from insomnia. Standing there I just wanted to hold him in my arms and kiss his tender lips. He meant everything to me even though we weren't a couple. Two years ago we had been and everything since then I hoped would bring us back to that, even if we had to start again.

"Thomas Hopkins has come up in an investigation." Peter explained snapping me back into reality.

"Really, should you be talking to him?" I asked putting down my briefcase under the hatstand.

"It's not that simple I'm afraid, it appears he's up to something." He replied, trying not to look at me too much. I could sense the awkwardness between us. "Jack has this idea that involves you."

"So what's the idea?" I asked coming a bit closer, causing the awkwardness to heighten.

"That's the thing, Jack wants to tell you himself back at the hub." He explained stepping back a bit. "But not until tonight, he still needs to work all the details out." He added, casually.

"Well yes I can do tonight." I told him with a smile. "Well at least he knows that we normal workers can be busy."

Peter smiled. "Yes, he realised that, well I must be going lots to do."

As he walked past me I got the urge to ask him that question I wanted to ask him so badly. Both my brain and heart were telling me yes which was a relief to me because they didn't always agree with each other when it came to relationships.

"Peter...."

"Yeah?" He asked stopping at the door. His blue eyes looking at me in a friendly manner which made my heart beat again. I suddenly felt frozen as I tried to get the words out but they just wouldn't come. In the end I gave up.

"It's nothing; I guess I'll see you tonight then."

Peter nodded. "Bye Jeremy."

I mentally kicked myself as I watched him shut the door behind him. All I wanted was to ask him out to dinner, so why did I freeze up?

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