2. Shocking Scotland Yard

"Sgt. Donavan, get Anderson"

"Lestrade?"

"Just get him. We're going to Bart's" Lestrade walked out before Sally could ask another question. She snatched Anderson and dragged him out without an explanation since she didn't even have one. They found Lestrade outside waiting in a car already. "Get in".

"What is going on?" Anderson mumbled as Sally hurried into the front seat leaving Anderson to get in the back.

"Suicide at Bart's" Lestrade said muffled since he'd leaned his forehead onto the wheel.

"That doesn't sound like something we'd look into" Sally said eying Lestrade cautiously. Lestrade drew a sharp breath. "Would you like me to drive sir?" she said after exchanging a worried glace with Anderson.

"No, I'm fine," he pulled away and hurried them to Bart's.

Upon arrival they noticed blood on the pavement and John Watson yelling at one of the doctors at Bart's.

"Don't you two dare open your mouth."

"What the hell is going on? Why aren't you telling us anything?" Anderson yelled as they got out. He was loud enough that John whipped around.

"Oh you two are gonna be damn proud of yourselves," John yelled rounded on them.

"We don't even know what's happened Dr. Watson," Sally used her media conference voice in an attempt to calm him. He did go quiet.

Lestrade stepped forward, "Did you see him jump John?"

"I- Ye- " John struggled to say and ended up slumping weakly and nodded.

"Who jumped?" Sally whispered a feeling of shock sweeping through her as she realised who it must have been, but she couldn't believe it.

"Sherlock" Lestrade said looking over at Donavan and Anderson clearly taking in their reaction.

The Doctor John had been yelling at came back and told them they could go to the morgue now if they wished.

They followed and John grabbed the doctor's arm, "Thank you Mike".

"No problem mate. Gods, I only introduced you two a year or so ago." John hummed a response before Mike headed back up to the main area of the hospital. John lead them in keeping his back straight he was going to be the strong solider, and he was determined not to break. They all stopped dead at the sight of Molly standing over him looking sadly from the clipboard to him.

"Oh Molly, I'm so sorry. I forgot you'd be here" John was staring at her pityingly.

"We can bring in someone else if you'd like Molly" Lestrade tried to comfort her.

"Oh no, no!" She exclaimed hurriedly, "I don't mind. I mean- I feel like he'd prefer not to be passed around." Both John and Lestrade nodded understanding. Anderson sneered clearly thinking the worst of Sherlock for not having thought of Molly except to use her.

Sally had frozen staring at the pale eyes in the pale face that Molly had scarcely gotten the blood off of yet, and she realised just how frail this man must have really been. She broke. "I-" They all turned to her in shock. "I'm sorry S-Sherlock," she choked out through her guilt. She turned and left shocked faces behind her.

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~ Rynn