Both Selena and Charlie couldn't believe the incompetence of Holby's Police Force, the commotion was over a radio tuned into the Holby United game, them having scored causing great excitement between them. Selena and Charlie stepped away and headed over to their seats, shaking their heads in disbelief at the police now jumping for joy on the steps. However, their joy was not destined to last for long. A terrifying gun shot sliced through the air, followed by a piercing scream from inside. The officers spun on their heels, unsure of what had just happened and what to do. Selena and Charlie sprung to their feet, rushing back over to the door, pushing their way past the stupefied officers to the front.

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Inside, Maggie was sobbing. She couldn't believe what she'd just witnessed. Her hands were covering her mouth but unaware to her, covered in blood. Sheila was dead. Sheila's dead. These words echoing through her mind as she stared at her lifeless body millimetres away from her. Martin was also staring at the body, in disbelief at what he'd done seconds before. He looked from Sheila to the kneeling doctor by her side, then to his own hands. Shaking, he threw the gun as far away from him as he could, before stepping back near the fireplace, staring at Maggie. Still oblivious to him, Maggie wiped the tears from her eyes, looking down at her hands, noticing the blood on her clothes and all over the floor, making the tears flow even more.

Martin cleared his throat, making Maggie jump. She stood up, wiping her hands off on her trousers. Stepping forwards, she looked Martin straight in the eye, her grief having been swallowed by anger. "You…you…murderer!" she screamed, making him flinch, "Why? WHY?"

Martin stuttered, he didn't know why. "I don't…" he had begun to sob, but this once again turned to anger, "I DON'T KNOW WHY! OKAY?" he marched forward, taking Maggie by surprise and grabbing her arms.

"Get…off me!" Maggie struggled but his grip was like steel. He pushed her over Sheila, through the living room and out into the hall, not taking his eyes of the front door. There was a considerable amount of knocking and calling coming from outside, which was making Martin even more nervous than he already was. Maggie gasped, she could hear voices, voices she recognised.

"Selena and Charlie…. their here?" she whispered softly, beginning to feel less terrified.

"Shut up!" Martin hissed back, covering Maggie's mouth with his hand, the other hand removing the hidden knife from his belt. Maggie tried her hardest to scream, but only a muffled noise escaped. "You'd better shut up or someone's going to get hurt!" Maggie couldn't breathe, she didn't want to get anyone else hurt, not after Sheila. No way. Martin pushed her forward, closer to the front door, closer to the noises, closer to fate….