Chapter 10
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The next morning Molly woke up to her phone buzzing. Staggering out of bed she grabbed it and answered.
"Molly, this is jack hate to bother you but I was wondering if I could ask a few questions about the Dietz's case. Test came back negative for drugs, but I was hoping I could get you to come down and take a look. I need another set of eyes." All thoughts of sleep forgotten she agreed and after a quick shower she grabbed the Sherlock's i pod and Cd's (just in case) and headed back to Bart's.
Now Jack Sheppard was a good pathologist but he was fairly new. When he wheeled out Brianna Dietz she saw what had puzzled him.
"I told the family she couldn't been released for burial yet and only you could do that. The parents seemed really pissed but I felt so sorry for her sister the most. She just kept staring at the sheet.
Molly, jumped as if a current had been applied to her feet. "HER WHAT!" Grabbing Brianna's paper work through racing, she scanned it – family family – sister Charlene age 8, brother mike age 13 same date of birth.
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she hated being a twin, being tied to him by having a shred birthday!
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Mike cuddling with her on the couch saying lets watch telly.. her heart so happy that he was being nice...
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The pain his heavy weight, the evil laughter, the threats, the feeling impaled.
Something in Molly snapped.
Grabbing her phone she sent off a furious text, muttering not again not on my watch.
SHERLOCK I NEED YOUR HELP-M
Molly are you OK?-sh
Yes please come to Bart's and bring Lestrade with you.-m
OK what is this about?-sh
saving a least one child from a monster!-m
will you help me?-m
we are on our way!-sh
"john get dressed we have a case!" Sherlock moved as fast as his cast would allow got dressed too. John was all ready at the door. "Call Greg have him meet us at ST. Bart's"
"that wasn't Greg on the phone?"
"No it was Molly." a grim look settled upon his face. In the cab he past his phone to john. He scanned the texts and nodded. "right then" he handed the phone back to Sherlock and contacted Lestrade.
Molly was mad -no furious – with herself. How could she have missed the sister. Oh yeah that's right. Big bruise pain killers make for a duller pathologist but not now. She started reexamination the body looking for more signs of abuse. Her phone went off.
On the way up -sh
That's a first, she thought, turning to Jack she sent him off for coffee for all of them.
Taking a few deep breath she settled just in time for Sherlock, john and Greg came in. She wasted no time and laid out the evidence.
"thanks for coming, I called you cause a little girl's life is in danger." She told about the broken, badly healed, the multiple scars from vaginal trauma and finally she told them of the evidence of murder.
"latency bruising, it wasn't there three days ago. When I did my preliminary and jack has never seen these before. I have only seen these once before. I took pictures with the fluoroscope to verify it and this is what came back." The picture was of the child on her back. There were ten smallish dots and two larger underneath. "when she came in we all thought suicide. That she had bled out from the cuts on her arms." Molly subconsciously rubbed her own wrists and two set of eyes noticed the movement. "So when I took my days off I figured we would see some kinds of drugs in her system once the tox screen came back. There was nothing and hair analysis confirmed it. So I ran more tests found DNA, the test should be back shortly and I found she had a cranial fracture. She had to be alive when the cuts were made for the tissues to look right so someone took her from where she fell and was put into the tub and then someone cut her and let her bleed out. She was also six week pregnant when she died." Turning to the guys she seemed to grow in stature.
"Sherlock I asked for your help to confirm my findings in case I missed any thing else. Greg, I want them to pay, whoever killed her and whomever raped her. I WANT THEM TO PAY!"
Shaking and embarrassed at her outburst she bolted out of autopsy to find some place to break down at.
Back in the morgue three very quiet gentlemen thought about what had just happened. Sherlock confirmed Molly's findings and Greg started the paperwork for DNA testing for the family. John was looking over the paperwork and quickly walked to Lestrade. He pointed to something on the page and Greg stood up and his demeanor changed.
" Get child services over there now and remove that little girl from there! No I don't care someone in that house killed her sister. Use probable cause or whatever Donovan. Just get her out of there! Let me when it's done!"
15 minutes later Molly still hadn't returned. They all kept looking at the door. Waiting. Greg was the first to break. "i 'm going to go find her never seen her so upset or angry. That was something."
Surprising everyone Sherlock jumped up and told Greg that he would go find her. HE was gone before Greg or John could protest.
Molly was hiding out in the 5th floor loo, crying and trying to pull herself together.
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no no no not that
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please god not now
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Stop lying, he has done no such thing to you = stop making stuff up!
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waking up in the middle of the night with him in her bed saying "time to play"
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I wish I could kill him
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inspector I want to file charges of rape, assault and battery against my brother
(their look of shock at the station)
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your honor she sleeps around and has all ways makes up lies about her brother
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how can they not believe me after all the evidence I have gathered.
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Could they be right could I be crazy? Is it all in my head? Defeated, alone so alone – are they right? Giving up.
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a sharp pain then blood so much blood – so tired-
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a voice in the black, a kind voice saying don't give up. they win if you do.
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"Molly I know you are in here. Please come out."
Molly heard Sherlock calling her but couldn't move. She felt locked into her own past.
"right then, if you won't come out to me then I will come in to you."
That got Molly moving. Wiping her eyes she walked, no ran, out the stall. She grabbed Sherlock and pulled him out of the woman's loo. Outside she straightened his sleeve and looked up and gave him a genuine smile.
"hey you, How's the hand?"
Sherlock was stunned. .She had truly forgiven him. Her bruise looked enormous to him. Without conscious thought he reached out and gently cupped her face. He had no words to say.
Seeing the pain he was in Molly(mousy not her not right now)placed her hand over his.
"It's all right, I forgave you before you before you had even left. I understand Sherlock. i truly do. Your friends love you, we all ways have. You just couldn't see it." with a gentle pat to his hand, she stepped away and walked back to her lab. Leaving a startled detective in her wake.
When she got back to the lab she overheard Greg say that the little girl was in protective custody and the rest of the family was on the way to the yard for questioning. Greg gave her a thumbs -up and a quick nod. John just came over and stood by her. A moment later he gave her a one armed hug.
"you OK now Molls?"
"yeah sorry about the blubbering." a small laugh escaped her.
"well you know if you ever need us we will be there for you." with a small sigh she rested her head on john's chest. "thanks John but I am OK now." She felt a weight on her shoulder and saw long elegant finger resting there. Her smile got a bit brighter.
Greg broke the moment by coming up and told the guys he was heading to the yard then turned to Molly. " um Molls do you want to go with us and see this one through to the end. I know it's not your division but I thought it might do you some good."
" thanks I would I believe. Let me get my things and tell Jack I am leaving."she grabbed her bag and sherlock's ipod and the new Cd's. Turning around she pointed to the door.
"lead on Lestrade!" A quick smirk to John. "the game is on!"