Title: Cold
author: Cindy Ryan
pairings: Greg/Molly
notes: see part 1
As soon as Greg got Molly back to the main part of the lab he set her on the first flat surface he came to. Which turned out to be the counter. Greg shrugged out of his long coat and wrapped it around Molly. He yanked his cell phone out of his pant's pocket and started to dial for an ambulance. Molly began to regain consciousness and was shivering violently when Greg started talking to the dispatch.
"Yes this is Inspector Lestarde I need an ambulance to..."
Molly's left hand somehow gripped Greg's and she shook her head.
"N-No...I-I'm okay."Molly stated through chattering teeth.
"Sorry been a mistake."Greg apologized to dispatch and cut the connection.
Greg set the phone aside and gently took Molly's hands in his. They were still cold as ice. Her skin was a more normal color than the grayish tint it'd had when he'd originally found her. The fact that she was awake and talking to him should be enough reassurance to Greg but it wasn't. He'd wear the label of overreacting boyfriend any day. He just wanted to make sure she was alright. Greg knew what exposure to cold could do to the human body
"Okay, no ambulance."Lestrade stated as he bent to begin to gather Molly into his arms. "I'll take you to the hospital."
The warmer Molly got the clearer her mind became. Greg's words and actions began to register. She knew it shouldn't matter to her what people thought, but it did. Molly would never live it down if she got taken to the hospital from nearly freezing to death in her own freezer. From the worry in Greg's brown eyes Molly realized she must look a fright and the constant shivering probably wasn't helping to convince him that she was okay. Some how she had to.
"N-no hospital."Molly stated as firmly as she could.
"Molly, you need medical attention."Greg argued.
Molly shook her head once more. "G-Greg..."
With a sigh Greg met her gaze. He freed one of his hands from hers and gently caressed Molly's right cheek.
"At least let me call John."Greg offered quietly.
After a moment Molly nodded. As Greg stepped back to make the phone call Molly huddled deeper into Greg's coat pulling it tighter around her. she wondered if she'd ever be warm again.
"It's quicker if I come there. Keep her awake and try to get her to eat or drink something warm."
John Watson's earlier instructions echoed through Greg's worried thoughts as he pressed a blue coffee mug full of tea into Molly's still trembling hands. She looked better but still too pale for Greg's liking.
"T-hankyou."Molly acknowledged as she took the mug. "How did you find me?"
"Techies were able to track the GPS on your phone once I realized you had it with you."Greg explained.
Molly smiled weakly. "You keep coming to my rescue."
Greg kissed her quickly. "Part of the job description. "
Molly entwined her free hand with Greg's right and squeezed it. "I'm lucky to have you."
Greg smiled. "Both ways, Molly-girl. You ready to tell me what happened?"
"My-my boss asked me to check to see if the repairman had fixed the door like he was s-supposed to yesterday."Molly explained as she blushed. "Obviously he hadn't. I propped the door open but the mop wasn't strong enough and it broke..."
"I saw it..."Greg replied as he squeezed Molly's hand. "You were smart to take that precaution. I think I'm going to have a word or two with that repairman."
"Greg."Molly warned.
"His neglect or laziness could've killed you almost damn well did."Greg stated his voice rising
"We don't know the reason w-why he wasn't here."Molly commented as she took a sip of tea. "Could've been a family emergency."
With an effort Greg shoved his anger aside. Molly was a better person that he was. He still wanted to find out why the door wasn't fixed but he'd drop it for now. Greg saw Molly's eyes drift close briefly and he squeezed her hand.
"Hey, stay awake."Greg instructed."John's orders."
Molly blinked. "Sorry."
"Talk to me."Lestrade urged. "Where do you want to go for our makeup date?"
"Order in."Molly replied with a shy smile.
"This is a good sign."John commented with a grin as he entered the lab doctor's bag in hand. "I hear you've had a bit of an adventure today."
"I-If you call stupidity an an adventure."Molly replied through still chattering teeth.
"Could've happened to anyone, Molly-girl."Greg stated quietly. "Not your fault."
"Greg's right no more beating yourself up, understand?"John ordered as he reached Molly and set his bag next to her.
Molly nodded as she set the mug down.
"Let's take your vitals and see what we've got."John prompted as he opened his bag and took out a stethoscope.
Greg forced himself to take a few steps away to allow John room to work. He leaned against the lab counter halfway down proud that he wasn't pacing. Now that John was here and Molly was being taken care of Greg felt himself relax. He also felt the emotions creeping in. The magnitude of what could've been. It scared Greg once again how close he'd come to losing Molly. For a brief horrible second when Greg had stepped in that freezer he thought he had been too late. That image would take awhile to shake.
Being a policeman Greg was reminded every day how fragile and short life was. Since becoming involved with Molly he had tried to make every moment with her count. To make her understand how important she was to him. What happened today made Greg make a silent promise; he would treasure every minute he had with Molly. Life had a way of reminding you of what was important. Greg wasn't going to take things for granted
