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(AN) So I have been thinking long and hard about this chapter. It will be longer than the previous two hopefully. I really love how much ya'll love this! Your support means he world to but the POV will change when I so desire.
Chapter 3
I am dead. That I deduced. Yet, also alive. What am I man or creature? I decide I do not care as long as I have Molly. "Molly!" Where is she? Something that can only be likened to acid shoots through me. I can feel every sinew of muscle winding around and around. Connecting and twining my soul to my bones again. I open my eyes and feel. I groan and hiss. Every part of me was sore but, an urgency I cannot explain overwhelmed me. My fist smashed through the lid of my coffin. This new body could be useful. I had assumed that being brought back to life would leave my body revitalized like a good sleep after many sleepless nights spent working a case. I was wrong. My senses overwhelmed me. I heard everything. I felt a mouse scurry approximately twenty meters above me. There was an earthworm borrowing seven miles due north east of my location. I heard every single beat of it's hearts so precisely. I realized then that I am as I was before death. My powers of deduction are simply heightened. Extremely sensitive.
I levitated out of my now lidless coffin. If I used my final resting place as sparingly as I had my bed it will not matter that the lid was splintered and maimed. " Now where is my wife?" I bellowed.
The 'acid' shot through my lifeless veins again. The pain brought me to my knees. I heard Molly scream and a feral roar. Two razor sharp incisors dug into my bottom lip. Then all went black once more.
Molly Hooper sat up straight in bed with a scream. Her floral print nightgown stuck to her like a second skin.
"It was just a dream."
Her heart pounded against her sternum demanding attention. Molly counted backwards from ten. Then counted backwards from twenty.
"What is wrong with me?"
She spoke out loud. Toby yowled from under the bed. It had all seemed so real to Molly. She reached blindly for her lamp nearly knocking it over when she found the metal cord.
'Click'
"Toby? Here Kitty kitty. Do you want to help Mummy make some tea?"
Toby just hissed.
"Fine be that way."
She glanced at her alarm clock.
" Four in the fucking morning. Well,Toby looks like Mummy won't be sleeping anytime soon."
It had been two days since Molly had that nightmare but she couldn't shake the feeling of urgency. Completely innocent everyday sounds frightened her. She had to change jumpers this morning because she had dumped an entire mug of tea on herself when her toaster oven dinged. 'Get a grip girly'
"What do you think Mr. Norman? Am I crackers?" She asked the corpse she was already elbow deep in.
"I'd say." A man's voice answered.
She squeaked her heart hammering.
"Oi! Molly are you alright?"
Greg Lestrade asked with a concerned look on his handsome face. Molly turned her torso to look at the detective inspector without taking her gloved hands out of Mr. Norman.
"You just startled me is all Greg."
She replied removing Mr. Norman's heart and plopping it into a stainless steal bowl. Detective Lestrade winced at the wet sound it made when it hit the bowl.
"So have you come about the Louis Harrison corpse?"
Molly asked as she tossed her gloved into the nearby bin. Greg shoved his hands into his jacket pockets and rocked back on his heels.
"No actually I'm here for you."
Molly's forehead creased.
"Why I thought Stamford was your on site pathologist? Is his son ill again?" She asked. Greg shook his head 'no' slightly.
"Molls we've had some strange shit going down recently and ..."He paused taking a deep breath. "We have reason to believe it has something to do with you."
Molly opened her mouth to protest but Lestrade was too fast.
"We don't think you murdered anybody Molly. It is just a precaution. Just come back to The Yard with me answer a quick question or two and then you are free to go." Molly already had her coat on.
"O-okay Greg. Is it about-"
Lestrade nodded with a sad smile on his face.
