A Difficult Explanation (Broadchurch+Torchwood)

Chapter 5-Hospital

The flashing lights, wailing sirens. The bright light catching the glint of the cold sweat that had beaded on his forehead. The hand that had gripped his, drawing smooth, comforting circles with his thumb. Mind fuzzy, he slowly slipped in and out of consciousness.

Once Alec had hit the floor, Jack had already pulled out his phone. His thumb slammed into the '9' key three times.

'999, what's your emergency?'

The commotion within the office was intense. Once the paramedics had arrived they pushed into the building, forcing officers aside. The pushed a stretcher through the halls. Ellie had heard the wheels slide past the door to the interrogation room she had been in. She immediately stood up and placed the 'pause' button the tape. She turned toward the door and quickly walked towards it. She pulled open the door, just in time to see a stretcher speeding by with her boss placed on the white cloth, and Captain Jack Harkness sprinting behind. "Interview paused!" She yelled before slamming the door closed and chasing after.

The exploding pain, burning like fire. It all had crashed down, breaking the walls. He felt the hand within his give a reassuring squeeze. He tried to return it, but was unable to gather the strength. The pain had subsided slightly, but it was still ringing within his chest.

Jack jumped in the back of the ambulance with Alec, even though the paramedics persisted. "Sir-"

"Move it."

The Captain sat on the sidelines, grey eyes staring at Alec. He could see the sweat glitter on the detective's face. He sighed softly and gabbed Alec's hand, lightly drawing circles with his thumb. "It'll be fine." He whispered, yet he was unsure, not even aware of the current fight that had been happening within Alec.

The scenery had changed. There was no longer the occasional bump of a road, but there was tile. The wheels moving smoothly across the surface. The pain had slowly started to disappear, along with the effort to stay conscious.

They had arrived at the hospital. Jack leapt out of the ambulance and let the paramedics take out their patient. They rushed Alec in, Jack trailing behind. Once entering the hospital, Jack was forced to wait outside, but he didn't protest, he was used to this.

The pain was gone, but consciousness still hadn't returned. The darkness had been a relief though, no more depression, pain, anger, stress. A nice escape.

Jack entered Alec's room, walking over to the foot of the bed and staring at the sleeping man. For once there wasn't a scowl on the Detective's face. The Captain found this relaxing. He took a seat next to the wall and dropped into his thoughts, waiting for the patient to awake.

Alec slowly blinked open his eyes, squinting at the light. He groaned softly and rubbed his eyes.

"Oh, good, you're awake."

"What the hell-" He turned his head to look over at the man who now stood next to him.

"Hello." Jack smiled and kneeled beside the bed.

"Why are you here?"

Jack shrugged, "Got you here, rode in the ambulance with you."

Alec scowled, "How did you.." His voice trailed off.

"Said I was your boyfriend."

Alec stared at Jack, mouth open slightly.

"Was that bad?" A flirtatious smile danced across Jack's lips as he raised one eyebrow quizzically. He then ignored Alec's face and held up his wallet. "Is this your daughter?" Hidden within Alec's wallet was a picture of a young teenage daughter. "Kinda cute."

"Don't even think about it." Alec sighed and sat up, rubbing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose.

Jack rolled his eyes, "Fine, then lets discuss the one thing I was avoiding. You're not fit for this case, or well, any case."

Alec's hazel eyes turned to Jack. "Jack." He breathed. "Don't tell anybody about this, if they find out that I'm ill they will take me off this case, yours and the Daniel Latimer." He pleaded.

Jack's eyes softened slightly and he looked away. He then sighed softly, before nodding. "Your life." As soon as he had finished his sentence the door was forced open.

D.S. Ellie Miller stormed into the room, eyes blazing. She stopped in the center of the room and turned to look at her boss. Her eyes immediately softened when she saw how pitiful he looked. "Sir..." She muttered, having no idea what to say.

Jack slowly stood up whenever the D.S. had entered the hospital room. He placed his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow.

Alec sighed softly, "Oh God Miller." He muttered sitting up, "Could we not start this now?"

"Wh...What's wrong?" Miller questioned, blinking slowly.

"Nothing, I'll meet you at work." Alec fixed Miller with an icy glare, causing her to turn on her heels and head for the door, escaping the awkwardness, also hoping to escape her bosses rage if she didn't.

"You know she's just worried." Jack added, looking down at Alec.

Alec shrugged and slowly sat up, wincing slightly. He then threw his feet over the side of the bed and stood up.

"What are you doing?" Jack asked.

"Leaving."

(Sorry for the large gap, plus shortness of the chapter...Writer's block, plus just life...Anyway...)