Molly, is that you?

Chapter 2


Hey Guys! Here's chapter 2 hope you enjoy and please feel free to write some reviews and comments after reading.


Two days after the Reichenbach Fall


Molly walked down the isle of the church, music all around her as she walked in the beautiful white dress that clung to her body. The dress was lace and fitted at the top with a sweetheart bust and flowed out slightly from the waist downwards. She was holding a bouquet of red roses and had another slotted in hair among the flowing curls of her hair.

The ceremony was only small with only Molly, Jim, Sebastian and a few of Jim's and Molly's people. Molly continued to walk to the end of the isle until she was face to face with Jim. The priest asked them to say their vows: "Do you James Moriarty take Margret Hooper to be your lawfully wedded wife?" "I do" Jim replied. "And do you Margret Hooper take James Moriarty to be your lawfully wedded husband?" "I do" Molly replied. "Then I now pronounce you Mr and Mrs Moriarty. You may now kiss the bride."

They walked out of the picturesque church and had a photographer take some pictures outside the church and in front of the wild flowers. Waving to Moran and the others they drove off in the black car, heading towards the airport where their private jet would take them to America for their honeymoon. "I've arranged for you to do some recruiting while we're in America, since you don't have people over there. When we get back you can expand further." Jim said to Molly as they neared the airport. "Yeah, being the only consulting spy, I'm going to need lots more people to boss around. Soon the Moriarty Empire will be the biggest and greatest it has already been." Molly replied as Jim brought her closer to him, pecking Molly on the lips.

Before long they reached the airport, Jim got out of the car first and walked over to the other side of the car to help Molly out. The interior of the jet was silver and black, two long sofas lined most of the length of the plane and a coffee table rested in the middle of them.

"You should go get changed darling" Jim told Molly, seeing as she was still in her wedding dress. "Fine, but I just remembered I didn't post my letter of resignation to Mike Stamford" Molly replied. "Oh yes, I will get Seb to do that" "No don't, we could have a lot of fun with this. Tell him to get some of my blood, leave it around the flat, turn the furniture over and make the door look as if someone had broken in. Someone will see, phone the police and assume I'm dead." "I like how you think, I definitely married the most cunning woman in the world" He replied pulling Molly into his arms before she turned away and walked into another room of the jet to get changed.

When Molly returned, she was wearing a red knee length Armani dress and tall black heels. "I've called Seb, he's going to set up your flat just as you want it. Hopefully someone will notice by the end of the week, we have surveillance set up, so we know what is happening." "Good" Molly replied as she walked over to the sofa Jim was sitting on, picking up a glass of champagne on the way before sitting down. They spent the next few hours kissing and planning out what they were going to do while they were in America.

The jet descended onto the tarmac of the plane's runway, the tyres squeaking upon impact. The door to the plane opened after it came to a stop and Molly and Jim walked down the steps and into the car that was parked next to it.

The car drove for about an hour before parking up outside a mansion complete with pool. "So this is our American house" Jim told Molly. "It's lovely" Molly replied as both of them got out of the car and walked towards the house. The staff greeted them as both Molly and Jim walked into the house. Some of the staff rushed out of the house and towards the car, picking up their luggage and carrying it inside.


The walls were either covered with books or paintings which gave the insides of the modern house a bit more of a classic feel. There were thirteen bedrooms, three living rooms and pretty much every corridor was a library. Molly hadn't been able to go to America for business before, since it would probably blow her cover. But now she was here for her honeymoon and business 'double whammy' she thought to herself.


A week and a half after the Reichenbach fall


Mike Stamford walked into the Morgue again. Molly had not turned up for her shift in a week and a half. 'Well she did just go through losing the man she loved' He thought to himself. 'I don't want to disturb John, god that man's distraught. Maybe Greg, yes he likes her and probably wouldn't mind going to her house and checking on her.' Mike picked up his phone and started to dial Greg's mobile number.

"Greg"

"Mike, how can I help you?"

"I was just wondering, have you seen Molly in the last week and a half?"

"No why?"

"It's just she hasn't been showing up for her shifts and I can't reach her by phone. I was wondering if you could check in on her to make sure she is ok."

"Yes ok, that doesn't seem like her, even after what happened she should've said at least something to you"

"Thank you. Sorry I asked this from you, it's just I thought it may be easier if you talk to her instead of me."

"Sure Mike I'll go now"

"Thanks Greg"

The phone line went dead and Mike went to finish his paperwork.


Greg hung up the phone and made his way out of his flat and towards the road to hail a cab. He had finally left his wife and was living in a flat near Baker Street. A cab pulled up to the curb and he climbed in.

After about five minutes the cab pulled up outside Molly's building and Greg hopped out. He walked into the building and up the stairs until he reached the top floor, where Molly's flat is situated. Upon seeing Molly's door Greg ran into the flat. The door was slightly open, blood was smeared on it and there was scratch marks all the way down.

Inside the flat all the furniture was upturned and blood was soaked into the carpet and dripping down the walls. "MOLLY! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" Greg yelled. He pulled out his phone and called Sally Donovan.

The team from New Scotland Yard arrived half an hour later. Greg sat on the floor crying when Sally walked in, she pulled Greg up and into a warm embrace "All of my friends are leaving me one by one" he told Sally as she led them into the hallway, so forensics could do their job. "It's ok Greg, we'll find her." Sally told him reassuringly.


Greg walked the corridors of St Barts, upon reaching the door of Mike Stamford's office he knocked on the door. "Come in" Stamford told him. "Mike, I need to talk to you about Molly" "Oh yes, how is she? Do you know when she's going to be back at work?" Mike started rambling. "Mike when I got to Molly's there was blood everywhere and no sign of her" Greg told him sitting down in the chair opposite Mike. "Oh god, I should've checked in with her last week after she didn't show up!" Mike told him. "It's not your fault, I didn't even think to check in with her before you called me earlier" Greg said putting his head in his hands.


John sat in his armchair when Greg, Mike and Sally walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. "Come in" John said, almost in a whisper. He looked awful and smelt like alcohol even more than Greg. All three of them walked into the cluttered room frowning upon the sight of the frail form that was John Watson. "What do you want?" He managed to say. "It's about Molly, when was the last time you saw her?" Sally asked. "You know, when it was why?" John asked. Greg handed the pictures to John, who took them with caution. "This was her flat this morning" Mike told him. "What happened?" John asked flicking through the pictures of Molly's bloody, upturned flat. "We're not sure, the Yard is starting a full investigation into it" Sally told him.


"Jim dear it's worked, they've found everything we had Seb plant in my flat." Molly told James as she sat in front of the computer screen, looking at the surveillance camera footage. "Good, good. They'll either assume you're dead or you've been kidnapped." Jim replied. "Hm… can't have them suspecting anything. I'll contact Mycroft and tell him to close the case in a week or two, seeing as they won't find anything." Molly said before walking over to join him in the pool.

Thank you for reading. I will update within the next. Lucy x