Hi Guys!
This is my first attempt at a fan fiction and particularly a multi-chapter so I apologise if this is really bad. I'm a massive SW fan and I can't wait to improve my writing and take this journey with you! The chapters are based on songs, poems or quotes that I feel suit the chapter. You'll probably experience my random music taste hehe! Hope you enjoy this, I look forward to reading your reviews.
Sarah x
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC, Silent Witness or any of the characters.
Chapter 1 - Some Nights
Some nights I stay up cashing in my bad luck, some nights I call it a draw.
- 'Some Nights' by Fun.
"Police in London are tonight appealing for information regarding the kidnapping of a young woman and her daughter yesterday morning. Ashley Daniels, aged 22, was last seen leaving her 3 year old daughter, Yasmin, to nursery at 8:30am before heading to her job in a beauticians. It is believed Ashley never turned up to work and a man picked up her daughter from nursery at around 11am claiming to be Ashley's boyfriend. The Daniels family are begging that if you have any information..."
Harry listened as the news reader continued the same old tragic story. Perhaps it was recent events, he thought, that had triggered an unusual feeling in his body. Life at the Lyell Centre had recently been chaotic with a horrible case featuring a group of young women being abused, forever leaving them with mental scars which Harry knew all too well would never leave, dominating the life of the team for the last few weeks. Adding in the fact that he had been forced to move out of his apartment after a gas explosion, Harry was only beginning to pick up the pieces of his life for the past two weeks and settle into a sense of normality. He began to engage in a battle with his mind over whether to turn off the TV or not, yet there was something keeping him watching the news report. There was something troubling him about this case, though he was unsure what exactly it was, and nights like these he wished he was still in the comfort of Nikki's apartment. He knew that was sort of strange considering she was his best friend and nothing more yet he still longed to be there with her, but he was too emotionally drained to try and work out that whole scenario and his feelings towards her. He'd save that for another time. All he knew was she offered the comfort he needed tonight but he would never let himself admit that to her. Or possibly even to himself.
An image of a young woman with blonde hair and a genuinely happy smile flashed up on the screen and Harry could feel his stomach go into knots, as though his body was trying to tell him something that his brain either couldn't process or was filtering out of Harry's mind. Whatever his body was trying to communicate, Harry had a gut feeling deep down that this case would not be a simple missing-and-found case that would be solved in a matter of days, possibly even a matter of hours. He just hoped that the Lyell Centre's services would not be needed at any point in this case and that all would be safe and well. Little did he know ...
"Harry Cunningham" Harry mumbled into the phone. Checking his alarm clock, he groaned as he took in the digits of 3:19am. Far too early for the human brain to function he reasoned.
"Harry, it's Leo. I've been called to a scene and I hate to ask but I think I need your help on this one."
"Can't you get Nikki? It's her night on call." Harry sighed. It was far too early to have to put up with any form of a grumpy, sleep deprived DI. And it was far too early to impose upon that DI a sleep deprived pathologist who wanted nothing more than to be in bed. In Harry's mind, it was unfair on either of them and there should be a rule against people dying at night. Although, he spotted the fault in his logic. If people were keen enough to take an innocent life he doubted they would listen to a rule about when and where to do it.
"If you recall, Harry, you'll remember you're the one who offered to be on call tonight instead of Nikki." Leo said matter-of-factly, causing Harry to curse under his breath. His memory was a little hazy on this agreement as he remembered being completely exhausted after finishing the last case, but he did recall offering to take Nikki's shift as a way of saying thank you for letting him stay with her while his flat was being fixed. In honesty, he didn't think she'd take him up on the offer because he knew how passionate she is about work. And that she'd probably flat-down refuse it due to her stubborness. However, it seemed that tonight of all nights she had decided she was loving the comfort of her own bed and would let Harry leave his. Or maybe just felt like pissing him off. Minx.
"Fine, text me the location."
"Thanks Harry." Leo said before hanging up.
With a grunt, Harry worked up the courage to pull his bed covers off him and get dressed. Upon dressing, he lifted his keys and his phone and headed for the door. It already felt like this was going to be one of those long nights.
Sorry if you think this chapter is so short, I just thought I'd use it as a little sample/short opening. The next chapters will be longer hopefully, if you enjoyed this! Please review :) Xo
