Right, here's part five, I hope you're still enjoying this.
When Elton returned to Linda Headquaters, an angry Victor Kennedy towered over him at his desk and yelled. "Useless!"
Elton tried to defend himself "I just froze." he said
"You met him… and you froze, you stupid man!" Victor yelled and raised a hand to hit Elton who ducked. Behind them, Ursula's expression turned to one of anger
"You can't hit me!" Elton said "'Cause you don't touch, you said so, you get a rash and an itch and--"
Victor grabbed his cane and raised it instead "I can use this." he said
Ursula stood up and stormed over. "Use that cane on him and you'll get one hell of a smack off me!" she yelled "And then a good kick! Is that completely understood, Mr Kennedy?"
"Duly noted." Victor said "Ursula...Blake. Mostly likely to fight back." The two stared at one another for a moment
"Right then!" he said "We'll change tack, we'll approach this sideways." Elton smiled gratefully at Ursula. "If we're to discover the truth about the Doctor, then we need to try and find… her." He shows them a photograph, it's an out of focus image of Rose. "Now when it comes to the Doctor's companion, the Torchwood files are strangely lacking." The photo was projected on to a wall and the image suddenly changed to an image of her outside Downing Street. Victor stood in front of the members of Linda, and they sat silently listening to him "It seems the evidence has been corrupted, something called 'Bad Wolf' virus." he told them "At least we've got these photographs." He clicked a remote at the projector and the photo changed again. "They're first hand evidence. Elton?" he asked
"It was a London accent, definitely." he answered "She's from London."
"So we hit the streets." he said "We get out there, we take the photographs." he pointed at the picture on the wall "Someone's got to know who she is somewhere."
"Yes, but London's a big place." she said "I mean I should know, my own daughter's out there."
"Bridget, don't make this personal." Victor said "I don't like to be touched literally, OR metaphorically, thank you very much, I haven't got the time. Bleeding hearts outside! Find me that girl!" He handed a photograph of Rose to each person before they left to search for her "Go. Now, move!"
Elton stepped out into a busy London street and checked the photograph of Rose.
"So it began." he said to the camera "The impossible task. To scour the mean streets, to search a major capital city for an unknown girl. To hunt down that face in a seething metropolis of lost souls. To find that one girl in ten million--"
He showed the photograph to an old woman "Oh, that's Rose Tyler." she told him "She lives just down there - she pointed down a street "Bucknell House, number forty-eight. Her mother's Jackie Tyler. Nice family. Bit odd..." She walked off, leaving Elton looking bemused. After a satisfied smile, Elton ran along the street in the direction that she had pointed.
Back in his bedroom he dance around his room to ELO again.
On the streets, he ran between two parked cars but stopped when he hears something.
"Oi, Jackie!" a woman in her late 30s maybe early 40s shouts to Jackie who was walking up the other side of the street with two plastic bags full of washing.
"Hello sweetheart!" Jackie shouted back. Elton raised the photo of Rose, comparing her to Jackie. "I'll see you down the Spinning Wheel tonight, yeah?" she asked "Pub quiz, get 'em in!"
"All right then."
Jackie entered the 'Wash Inn' launderette. Elton had an idea, and quickly stripped off his jacket, then his shirt. He then slipped the jacket back on, and screwed up his shirt and then followed Jackie in.
Right, I realise that this is a short chapter, and I'll try to make the next one longer. I'll get it up hopefully within the next hour
TTFN
Julie