Chapter Twelve
A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating! I have had too much homework and exams are coming soon. So, here's a quick chapter! Please read & review
P.S. I don't own Sherlock... and the rest you know.
Molly sighed as she look at the stack of papers resting on her desk. She hasn't been sleep all to well due to the amount of cases coming in, and to top it all off, Sherlock won't work with any other person in the whole hospital. Picking up the next report, Molly started to begin until Sherlock barged entered the lab with Lestarde and John behind him.
"Molly, has a John Doe been delivered yet? The new case Molly... Molly?" Molly had her head down on the desk, a huge migraine coming on. Sighing, Molly got up, walked over and pulled the body out. She sat back down and continued if he wasn't there. John went over to the body, seeing bruises all over.
"Seems he was beaten before being killed. Sherlock, what did you say you found under his body? Sherlock...Sherlock?" John looked up to find Sherlock leaning over Molly's shoulder.
"Please John, don't shout and it was A+ blood." Sherlock didn't look up as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of aspirin and gave to Molly.
"Here, you'll need this. John, get a glass of water for Molly. Lestarde, go away." John walked towards the sink and grabbed a glass to fill. Lestarde walked closer to Molly and Sherlock until Sherlock glared at Lestarde with a dark look. Lestarde back away with his hands up and cleared his throat.
"Well, if you excuse me-" Lestarde started.
"Your excused."
Lestarde gave Sherlock a dark glare before continuing, " I need to go and check on my team. John, Sherlock. Molly, I hope you feel better." Molly head was still rested on the table but she gave a small wave before her hand fell back on the table. Lestarde gave a small smile before walking out of the Morgue. Molly lifted up her head, gave a sly smile and continued back with her paperwork. Sherlock kiss her forehead, walked past John and out the door.
Stopping, John looked at Molly who shrugged her shoulders says, "Sherlock's idea." John shook his head and placed the glass of water on the table before saying goodbye to Molly and walked out of the Morgue.
Molly looked around the morgue before smiling at what had happened. Shaking her head Molly picked up the report she was work on before she heard a noise. Looking around, Molly saw half of the lab has gone out of light. Shrugging her shoulders, she continued to walk until she thought she heard a voice. Turning around, Molly cleared her throat and called out, "Hello? Anyone there?"
Suddenly, Molly her the sound of shoes hitting the tiled floor. Turning all the way round, Molly's eyes widened in horror. The person she thought was dead, the person that she identified, the person who haunted her nightmares was standing the the middle of the morgue.
"Why, Hello Molly... it's nice to see you again."
