Disclaimer: still don't own any thing. Yeah this seems more of a blackpool/torchwood cross over but hey I liked it and It's probably better than chapter three
Chapter 4: Remember
Bloody birds obviously have no respect for the hung over, thought DI Peter Carlisle bitterly. They'd begun their twittering and singing ridiculously early today, causing him to first drag the covers over his head in a vain attempt to block them out; then, when that failed, to climb out of bed, groggy and grumbling all the way to the bathroom.
Wait.
He should be at the crime scene.
Shouldn't he?
It certainly was a weird one.
Some poor bloke shagged a girl in a dance club bathroom, and then he just disintegrated.
Talk about being fucked to death.
Still nothing he couldn't handle.
After all, he had solved every case assigned to him.
Well except for the whole Blackpool debacle, but let's not think about that one, shall we?
(Perhaps that's why they sent him to Cardiff.)
He looked at his mirror and gasped.
Written in his own inelegant hand, were two words written in Sharpie, that he didn't remember writing.
REMEMBER TORCHWOOD
"Ah, Bloody Torchwood!"
Looks like our favourite discovered something he shouldn't have last night. But the question is what?
I kind of have ideas for it. So you might see this plotline somewhere in the future.