Day 5

TW: Cuts and selfharm

The few days that Eurus spent in Molly Hooper's home was uneventful. Toby had come home much to Eurus' demise. Thankfully, the cat had avoided her due to her previous attempt of strangling the feline. Molly had become rather fond of Eurus, spending her free time trying to strike up a conversation or watching a new show with the woman.

One night, as they were sat on the sofa Molly had spot it. Cuts, deep, and fresh. She panicked immediately.

"Eurus!" She gasped. "Your wrist!"

Eurus glanced at the object of Molly's fussing. "I'm not blind, I know they are there."

Molly immediately grabbed her first aid kit to clean and treat the cuts.

Eurus noticed Molly as she treated the wounds. Tears were in her eyes. She was affected greatly by the sight of her flatmate's injury.

How curious, Eurus thought.

"You're pained at the sight of my injury, yet you work with dead bodies comfortably, cutting them open. What is a small cut to another body to you Molly?"

Molly glared at her, tears in her eyes. "You're not another body, you're my friend. I do not want you to..to hurt yourself this way."

Eurus mulled her words. Choosing her next words carefully she began. "How do you know one is your friend and not someone plotting your doom?"

Molly's face knotted in confusion, she wiped her tears with her sleeve. "You just know. Why are you asking me this? Eurus what's wrong please tell me."

Eurus pulled away from her. "You're gullible, easily manipulated. I can kill you in your sleep, well even in mine. You willingly let a stranger in your home, allowing them to live with you after meeting them once. You willingly let people in your life Molly. You are bound to get hurt."

"I have been hurt but not enough to know that sometimes it's worth it." Molly laughed. "You're not the first to say this to me actually, I hear it a lot. Just never learned to listen."

Eurus face softened, she leaned in to brush Molly's hair.

"Such a pure creature," she mumbled, leaning closer to her ear. "It'd be fun breaking you Margaret Hooper."

Pulling away before Molly could even react, Eurus grinned.

"Why are you acting like this?" Molly asked flustered. "Don't let the TV get to your head Eurus."

Leaning back the sofa, Eurus yawned.

"It's something I do."

"Pardon?"

"The cuts, it's something I've been doing since I was a child."

"Why?" Molly frowned and asked in a quiet voice. "Is it your parents?"

Eurus chuckled. "They were ordinary folks, wasn't the reason why I did it."

"Then why would you hurt yourself?"

Eurus turned to Molly, her eyes were just filled with crazy. A look Molly had seen once before in his eyes.

"Just wanted to see how they work."

"That's not-"

"Not what Molly, normal? Isn't that what you lot are all bothered about? Conforming? Too scared and stupid to even do anything. Your mindlessness is appalling."

"I'm just worried about you as your friend-"

Eurus scoffed. "I don't have friends Molly Hooper. I don't have anyone."

"Then what am I to you?!" Molly exclaimed, on the verge of tears. "Eurus."

"You're just a convenient bloodbag, gullible enough to be manipulated to give me sustenance and entertainment. Do not think for a second that I care nor even value your pitiful existence." Eurus spat, leaving Molly in tears. Molly stormed to her room, sobbing.


Molly couldn't sleep nor work properly after that night. Eurus words hurt because Molly knows they were true. She was desperately clinging to the woman even if she had previously stated that she had no intention of being friends with her. She was easily manipulated. Molly felt more pathetic than ever.

She's been biting her nails again. Sherlock would notice, Eurus would as well. She doesn't know what she did in the past life to be in the presence of the geniuses. She was nothing more than dust in their eyes.

Slamming the doors open, Sherlock turned up in the lab in a long while. After the Charles Milverton case, the man just recently got freed, she saw him tweet the day before.

"Morning Sherlock."

He ignored her and strode past, busy inspecting the dead bodies. Molly sighed, and gave a nod to John who came in right after the man.

"How's Mary?" She tried to sound chipper.

"Pregnant." John said, nodding. "You've found a flatmate yet? Maybe you can]-"

"Molly!" Sherlock exclaimed interrupting them. "There's been a man who died of cardiac arrest, more specifically pacemaker failure around 48-72 hours ago. White male in his late70s."

She gave John a look and the Doctor grimaced.

"Augustus Moran, he came in the other day-" She began.

Sherlock squinted his eyes. "You've gotten a flatmate and you're worried about her suicidal tendencies. You haven't gotten sleep since you found out."

"Yes," she said sullenly. "Eu-"

Sherlock held a hand as if to stop her. "I do not wish to know. Now, Augustus Moran. I need to see his body."

Molly grimaced, It's going to be a long week.


"Eurus," Molly called as she entered her flat. "You didn't pick up the newspaper o-"

She stopped in her tracks upon seeing a stranger in her living room. The man was tall, well-built, roguishly handsome, and look liked he could strangle her with ease. Her eyes widened until she saw Eurus, sitting opposite of the man in her sofa.

"Oh, we have a guest." Molly smiled welcomingly.

Eurus snorted. "He's not a guest he's a hitman I hired to kill you."

Molly almost had a heart attack. "P-Pardon?!"

The stranger chuckled before standing up to give a hand. The man was tall, Molly noted again. He smelled like expensive perfume and he looked like he wore designer brands.

"Her humor is quite dark, pleasure to meet you the name is Sebastian Moran. I'm a friend of Ms...Holt"

"He's not my friend, he's a hitman." Eurus joked. "Did you bring food Molly? I'm starving."

Molly shook her head and went to the kitchen. Eurus never told her about Sebastian. In fact, Molly just realized she knew nothing about Eurus Holt.

She prepared dinner for the three of them, even asked Eurus to help with setting up the table. She learned that Sebastian was a retired colonel, met Eurus through a mutual friend, and loved Glee.

"Our mutual friend recommended it to me. I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed it."

Molly beamed. "And who is this mutual friend of yours."

Sebastian was about to talk when Eurus cut him off. "Classified information, we might have to kill you."

Seb, as he insisted Molly call him, merely chuckled.

"Is the reason for your visit classified as well?" Molly muttered.

Eurus' work must be important, she might hold a high position in the government. MI6? MI5?

"Just here to check on an old friend." Seb said grinning.


Molly smiled, feeling like she knew a little more about her flatmate and met a new friend as well. Sebastian left after a while (Eurus had slashed his tires so he took a cab). It was late, she sat on the living room, reading her (or was it Eurus') book on famous serial killers as Eurus played her violin.

Molly noted that Eurus would reveal her emotions through the songs that she played. More often she plays a foreboding solemn tune fit for a funeral, then switch to fast angrier song. Molly closed her book and watched the woman play.

"Seb was nice." She said, smiling.

Eurus turned her back and ignored her.

"I'd love to meet more of your colleagues. Maybe I can introduce you to some of mine as well."

Nothing.

"I'm sorry for the other day...thank you for opening up to me."

The music stopped.

"Isn't that what...friends do?" She spat the word friends as if it was venom.

Molly's eyes widened and she smiled as Eurus continued to play a softer melody. Eurus didn't speak another word after but Molly was content as her earlier words were enough. The music served as a lullaby as she drifted to sleep on the couch.