June 3rd 1983
She left me. Why would Alex do that? I had her on side and he just took her, right under my nose. And now, she's defending him! What did I do to wind up with such an awful life. I don't know why she'd ever do that to me unless he brainwashed her. Gene Hunt; he keeps doing this; taking her away from me. I loved her. I felt like I was in love the moment she stepped through those doors. She recognised me. Almost as if...but I know she can't have seen me before. Hunt, woke her from her coma that day. I don't know why. But at least her friends were all happy to see her back. But, if she had been killed, oh how glorious it would be to see Hunt behind bars. She's persuaded what he did was an accident. He shot her. How is that an accident? I just don't understand this woman anymore. I don't think I ever have. But I knew things. Glorious things that could tear her pretty little heart to pieces. How would she feel if she knew she was dead? How would she feel knowing I was the devil, the one so many associate with red horns and a tail? How would she feel kowing she would never see pretty little Molly again? How would she feel? It would rip her existence to shreds.
Annabelle gasped at what her father had written.
'Oh my...'
She carried on reading.
July 15th 1983
I have a plan. A plan that could help both me and her. I know she will never see her child again but I can at least give her, her precious boyfriend back. I approach her in two days. Hopefully, she will consider my...proposal.
July 17th 1983
I approached her today. She is willing to do as I ask in order to return to her precious Gene Hunt. She'll give me a child. A child that will become my predecessor. The next devil in our line. All she has to do is have another child and I can return her to pergatory, to her precious little life before I came along and after her parents died. It was a shame she couldn't save them. Tim and Caroline Price were good lawyers and good parents. But without them, little Alex wouldn't have been put into the care of her godfather; Evan White. Funny how she seemed to almost have a romantic relationship with him. If she wasn't in his care she never would have been shot and killed by Arthur Layton. It was all a chain of events. As unfortunate as they seem to her they are not to me.
April 12th 1984
Annabelle was born today and she is perfect. She will make a perfect predecessor. But she can never find out about her mother. She can not find out about being the devil's predecessor until she is old enough. It will be difficult keeping this from her. Especially with that bastard; Hunt. If he sees her, he is sure to notice her and even if she just says his name aloud he'll come to her and I can't allow that to happen. I shall have to keep that name out of her vocabulary. At least it won't happen unless she calls his full name.
'What does Gene Hunt have to do with anything?'
'You'd be suprised'
She jumped at the sound of a man in her room. She looked at him and recognised him immediately from the picture.
'You're him aren't you? You're Gene Hunt'
'That's me. And you, must be related to bastard, Keats'
'I'm his daughter. Can I ask you something? Do you know my mother? Alex Drake?'
'You're her daughter? You're Molly? I thought Molly was...'
'I'm Annabelle. My father did a deal with Alex. She would have me and give me to him and he would let her live with you in peace. Apart from my dad didn't tell me this. I found his diary'
'You're just as wicked as your mother'
'Can you take me to see her?'