I think here starts the more complex and confusing part. The Doctor *still* doesn't appear and this is the third city where Torchwood seems to get some work. This chapter features the reboot of the TV-series "Hawai'i 5-0" and includes their characters. You don't have to know this series and I'd be glad if you wrote me a short review when you've read this chapter. And I promise you, the next chapter will include the Doctor...and one of his most famous enemy race.

Chapter 3

Like each night, it was still warm, not too hot, not too humid and the sun went abruptly down at half past seven. Agent Theresa stepped out of her car and passed the tape which marked the crime scene. She greeted her colleagues and put on her gloves.

"We have no ID or credit card so far," Officer Kono mentioned while she and Theresa examined the victim's clothes. It was a young woman, probably thirty years old. Her face was pale and her eyes open with horror. She sat against a palm which was covered in her blood that shimmered darkly in the moonlight.

"How did she get there?" their boss wanted to know but no one could answer.

"What's the cause of death?" Officer Danny Williams asked the forensic pathologist Max Bergman who had just measured the body temperature.

"Her body seemed to be freezing. The blood hardly sprayed out of the wounds as it had nearly frozen. If we didn't have so much blood, I'd say she froze to death."

"She froze to death – on Hawai'i?" Theresa asked surprised.

"You are welcomed to touch her skin," the pathologist said and held up the arm.

Theresa bent forward and touched the woman's hand. She backed off immediately as it was in fact very cold.

"Can someone have put her first in a freezer and then brought her here?" the boss Agent McGarrett asked.

"I don't think so. She died here. And look at her hair. It's wet by melted snow. Her lips are blue and she wears clothes as if she was living in the Arctic."

"Great. Get her into Autopsy and make the post-mortem tomorrow in the morning," McGarrett ordered and the agents gathered the last evidences to bring them to the police station.

Back at HQ, they sorted the evidence they had got.

"I'll bring these to the forensic lab," Theresa decided and took the probes of wood and blood which they wanted examined. The boss nodded and she took the elevator to the basement. Like the other agents she wanted to go home and quickly store the evidence. She had just reached the lowest floor, when she received an SMS by Dean, saying that they were already going home.

"Great," she muttered and walked along the lightly lit corridor. Why did it have to be so spooky here at night? She placed the glasses on the main table in the lab and quickly wrote a note for the scientists. She was already on her way back to the lift when she heard a noise. Usually, nobody should be down here, so she decided to walk over to the Autopsy rooms.

She looked through the glass door to the main hall. She couldn't believe her eyes when she spotted three people standing there. They were all dressed in black, two men and one woman. One man was examining the body they had just brought in while the other one seemed to talk to someone else via his phone.

She could hardly understand what they were talking about:

"It's the first one here on Oahu. But we also discovered three small rifts in Malibu, San Francisco and Sacramento. As far as we're concerned, they're the only ones on the West Coast...has any other Torchwood received such readings?"

She couldn't understand the answer, but the man already continued, "I've talked to Cardiff. They are really worried about the rifts extending. We can't cover all of them up. Aliens and all kind of stuff seem to coincidentally fly through. Either it is a kind of technology we aren't aware of or someone has tested a rift regenerator. Captain Harkness thinks that some nations might have secret research about it."

"I think she's human," the doctor finally said and looked up.

"Would have never guessed that," the woman teased him.

Their boss turned to the doctor and nodded. "Which century?"

"Probably 49th," the man said. "Look at that." He snapped his fingers and from the perspective where Theresa was standing, she could see how a circle in the forehead of the woman opened and she could see right to her brain. "Oh my God," she whispered and turned around immediately. She knew it was too late and only a second later, the black-dressed man, who was the boss of the team, stood in front of her. "Don't you wanna come in?" he asked and noticing his gun, she entered the Autopsy room.

The woman held a metallic device in front of her and then read out loud, "Agent Theresa Riddle. British MI5 agent, currently in an undercover mission infiltrating the Oahu HPD. She has a boyfriend in the FBI and probably receives all information from him, fascinating."

"Hey, nobody knows-" Theresa started but then kept silence. Whoever they were, it was better not to say a word. She hadn't expected to be exposed so early.

"Don't worry, we're neither working for the American nor the British government," the boss said. "We have no intentions on blowing your cover. What were you doing down here?"

"I was bringing evidence from this case to the forensic lab," she answered, knowing that they had her in their hands. They only needed to do one phone call and she'd get locked up in a maximum security prison for espionage.

"Where's the lab?" asked the woman.

"Down the corridor. Third door on the right."

The woman left the Autopsy to collect and destroy the evidences.

"You said this man would probably be from the 49th century," Theresa continued.

"Yeah, it's fascinating, isn't it?" asked the man and pointed at the opened forehead. "An implanted chip. Allows gathering, accessing and processing all kinds of data. And we're lucky to get a human this time. You wouldn't have wanted to see the big glowing fish in San Francisco downtown."

"You are joking," Theresa concluded unsurely. What the hell was she doing here? And what were they doing here?

"And what if not?" the boss asked.

"Who are you? The Men in Black? Are you going to flashlight me so that I won't have any memory?"

"We're Torchwood. And we're actually using amnesia pills," he said and took out a bottle of water from the bag on the floor. "You must be thirsty, why don't you drink something?"

"What are you doing?"

The Doctor looked up and behind him. There was standing a woman he somehow recognized. "Hello again. I'm working on the Delta Wave to destroy all living Daleks and the Delta Wave."

"You know me?" she asked confused and came closer.

"Of course, I'm the Doctor. Although you never seem to appear in the right order of my timeline."

"How often have we met?"

"Over and over again. I think, more or less twenty times so far. You have always appeared, asked me what I did and where you were, I tried to scan and help you, but you disappeared again. How often have you met me?"

"This is the third time. The first time when Rory was erased from history and the second time when we were in that cave on prehistorical earth."

"Who's Rory?" the Doctor wanted to know. He quickly looked at the Dalek Emperor but he didn't seem to be interested in this conversation.

"Doesn't matter...not yet. What have you told me who I am?"

"Too much," he answered and became serious again. "You seem to appear mostly when I am around. It looks as if time is collapsing and something binds us together."

"Gallifrey?"

"I suppose so. We're both from the same planet and as time itself is unstabelising, you appear again and again. As you shouldn't exist, you don't have your own timeline. You said you were splintered through time and space, but you could never tell me who you are."

"I'll do. But not yet. I-" And suddenly she was gone again. The Doctor sighed. He had seen her very often and she would come back. But next time he needed to be more carefully. Why did her history sound so familiar? If she was of Gallifrey, did they know? Had she regenerated and he didn't recognize her now?

Please comment this chapter and tell me what you expect from the continuation of this story.