Cold Obsidian Eyes

by johnsarmylady

London, after Moriarty's attempt to take over the country, is left in the hands of ruthless and power hungry gangs. Sherlock Holmes, scientist, found himself kidnapped, rescued, and dragged into the fight by a stranger and his unusual band of followers. But Sherlock has a secret that could spell death for all of them. An AU told in 221B format. Rated M for later themes.

108. Playing the Pathologist

A large area of the roadway where Ambulances normally drove into St Bart's was converted to a temporary mortuary, with more than a hundred bodies already stored there, waiting to be identified.

In the actual mortuary Molly was processing the bodies from the bombed houses as fast as she could without compromising her professionalism.

Dimmock watched as she worked, his eyes narrowed in thought.

"Molly, will you be working on the bodies from the station bombings?"

The pathologist looked up, flashing him a quick smile.

"Some of them probably, why?"

He shrugged nonchalantly.

"We still haven't found that missing scientist, or the blind man you saw him with…."

"Oh! Do you think they might have been caught up in this?"

"I don't know what to think Moll, all I know is that we need to find Holmes. His brother used to be in the government so both of them are at risk from the gangs." He watched as her expression turned sorrowful before pressing his advantage. "And with no-one able to contact the older brother it's possible the scientist could be lying dead in the mortuary with no one to identify or claim his corpse."

Dimmock certainly knew how to play Molly's soft heart.

"Molly, it would really help if you could take me to see if he's among the bodies….."