Funk to Funky

Chapter 4 – Shock, Nelson and Tears

Here is the latest dose of this story which my deranged mind has randomly created thank you so much to Jazzola who has had to put up with my endless musings and questions hope you enjoy. So sit back relax and Read & Review.

Disclaimer;- do not own anything of A2A but I'm working on it ;)

Previously

"What's you name then kiddo?"

"Molly, Molly Alexandra Drake" Gene visually paled, it looked like he had just saw a ghost and in a way he had.

"Come again, did you just say Molly, Molly Drake?"

"Um yeah I did"

"Daughter of Alex Drake?"

"That's me but I thought you would have forgotten by now, isn't that what happens?"

"Flipping Nora how does a little squirt like you seem to know so bloody much?"

"Dreams, I have been having dreams of this place and what has been happening here since I was 14 years old. I thought it was my subconscious trying to suppress my inconceivable suffering in the form of a release created by my mind" Molly babbled flaring her arms about trying to put across her point. As shelooked towards Gene she noticed him smirking so she raised her left eyebrow in a form of an unasked question

"You sound so much like your bloody mother talking about all the psycho bullshit, even down to the way you do that thing with your eyebrow" Gene chuckled gruffly then noticed the clock, he had to meet Nelson with what it now turned out to be Molly.

"Come on Molls places to go, people to see and all that"

"But where are...wait for me, come back I will get lost I'm not even born for another 10 years yet." With that she legged it out of the small flat, jumped down the stairs and stopped in awe at the glossy black Audi Quattro.

"I thought you were going to get a Merc like Littion had"

"Blinking heck, rabbit, rabbit, rabbit is there nothing you do not bloody know? Now shut up and get in the car"

"Mum always told me not to go with strangers" Gene's face seemed to crease with confusion so being astute like her mother, Molly noticed "But as my mum loved you and as I have been dreaming of this blasted place for two solid years I suppose it's alright." With that she wrenched the door open got in and slammed the door shut, Gene quickly followed suit and turned to face her.

"How do you..." Gene was cut off by Molly once again "Look Gene, at school I study psychology and have been analysing, profiling and synthesising this world, what it means and everyone and everything in it plus the little added bonus that I knew my mum and yes she loves you I'm pretty confident of that and I am also confident that you love her just as much so don't you even dare try to deny it."

An uneasy silence descended around them but was short lived by the thrumming roar of the engine. Gene revved the engine put it into reverse and completed a handbrake turn before stopping. "Put your belt on"

"But..."

"Do it, your mother would kill me if she found out"

"That's a little ironic don't you think"

"Yeh suppose, but trust me she would not hesitate murdering me again"

Molly then obediently put her seat belt on. She liked Gene, she felt upset that her mum and he did not have the chance to have a relationship. Ok he wasn't what she would deem as her mum's "Type" but that maybe that was why it kind of worked. Molly snuggled into the leather up-holstered seat finally realizing how tired she actually was and soon she lost the battle of keeping her eyelids open and drifted to sleep. Gene glanced over to her and couldn't help but feel sorrow towards her, why was she here? What had happen to a mere 16 year old? Surely this place was only for the police force? Oh and the dreams, how could she dream of this world? They were the four questions buzzing around Gene's head.

The flat was cold and uninviting; it appeared not to have been lived in for quite some time. Gene quietly kicked the door shut with his foot as he had Molly scooped up in his arms, sleeping on obliviously. A soft white glow radiated from his kitchen so he delicately placed Molly on his worn old sofa and wearily mad his way to the kitchen. Nelson was leaning on the work surfaces beaming at him.

"Mon Brav! Well done my friend well done"

"What the hell is going on here Nelson"

"Oh this and that, you brought the girl?"

"Yeh, weren't just going to leave the poor blighter"

"Bless her, so young and her world is already upside down"

"Why she here Nelson? She isn't a copper she is just a kid"

"I don't know why she is here Gene, I only know that she is a threat to Keats and that's why he tried to...kill her"

"Keats, knew that slimy git was involved, is she you know... dead back in the real world?"

"No, no she is very much alive but enough of the questions for now I must tell you some things without you butting in, alright?"

"Ok"

"For some unknown reason she has been having dreams of this places since she was 14, she has been watching her mother's time here and so she probably will accept this world better than the one she has just left. Luigi thinks the bond between her and Alex has pulled her here to save her but I think it something to do with her destiny."

"What's Luigi got to do with this and soddin destiny?"

"Hush, to find out the answers we must let the events unfold and you must keep an eye on her because she is more than a handful. Trust me I have been keeping an eye on her and I have to say for once I agree with Keats; she seems to have some of your personality traits. God help her"

"Whoa, hold on a minute are you trying to tell me that I have to look after her...like be her guardian?"

"What do you think she would go, pop to the pub and have a few large ones?"

"No, but I can barely look after myself never mind a kid as well, anyway she is not any normal kid is she? She is Bolly's and that spells trouble"

"If you can't do it for her, do it for Alex yeh bye mon brav, I'll be in touch, see you soon" and with that the warm white glow started to retreat from the room while Nelson walked to the door.

"You come back here now Nelson, I can't look after her I'm shit with feelings and as she is related to Bolls she is going to be twice as annoying, hormonal and generally mental than most kids" Gene yelled at the now closed front door, he could see it now this was going to be one huge disaster, then he heard a small whimper from the living room slowly he peered around the door to find a quivering Molly trying to conceal her sobs as she hugged a picture frame. Shit. He only met her an hour ago and he had already involuntary made her cry. Why, because she had found one of his favourite pictures of Alex, her perched on her desk smiling lovingly into the camera lens.

"Molls don't cry I don't do tears"

"Sorry, I know you don't want me here and I get that but I don't know what I'm supposed to do"

"Listen to me Molls, I promised your mother that you would be alright, ok something happened to you to get you here but I'll look after you alright. God knows how it will all turn out but we'll give it ago ok? I'll make the spare bed for ya and tomorrow, we will talk alright coz I think you need to explain some stuff ok?"

Molly nodded solemnly but had a small, nervous smile on her tear stained face. Gene picked up the picture and smiled slightly. I'll put this in your room and tomorrow I will try to find so more pics of her"

Sorry if you think the build up is rather slow but I have to build the foundation of my plot if my ideas are going to work please review I love hearing what you guys think good or bad.

Love Alex xxx