HELLA ♚ BBC SHERLOCK

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER THREE | MOLLY HOOPER & JOHN WATSON

"So we are going to beat a body with a riding crop. Excellent."

Hella told him after Sherlock finally explained to her his case and how it was important; the freedom of one man depended on the high functional sociopath. Sherlock opened the door of the hospital to walk towards the morgue.

"No, I'm going to beat a body with a riding crop. You are going to watch" he replied "I'm not going to encourage the exposure of your sadistic pleasures, which already happened before when you explicitly told me how you would kill me. No beating for you."

The brown haired girl rolled her eyes and huffed "Ugh, I thought the buzz kill was supposed to be your brother, not you."

"Refrain yourself from comparing me to my brother in the future" he sighed "Only one lash."

"Thank you" she replied smirking making him narrow his eyes at her "You realized what I did, didn't you?"

Sherlock glared at her "You used the fact that I hate my brother to convince me to let you get what you wanted."

"Manipulation at its finest" Hella sang with a grin "Now unless you have permission to simply walk into the morgue and take bodies, I believe it's your turn to manipulate someone to let us in."

The consulting detective decided to ignore her and both reached an office, to be more specific, Molly Hooper's office; when they entered the office, the girl stood up from her chair and smiled nervously "Sherlock, what a surprise" she said with temblor in her voice "Well not exactly a surprise, you always come to the morgue for experiments-"

"Molly" Sherlock cut her off then walked closer and showed her a fake smile "I was hoping you could provide me a fresh body, I'm in need of one, it's very important."

Molly shifted for a second then her gaze landed on the beautiful young girl standing behind Sherlock and had a grin on her face as if the whole situation was amusing to her "I'm sorry... I don't think we met before" she said to the girl furrowing her eyebrows uncomfortable.

Molly noticed her grin widened and walked in front of Sherlock, pushing him out of the way which made him glare at her "I'm sorry, where are my manners? I'm Hella" she shook hands with her "I'm a mass murderer who happens to be helping Sherlock in a case" Molly instantly let go of her hand afraid.

"She is not a mass murderer, Molly" Sherlock replied annoyed "She is playing with you. She is just a potential psychopath."

"Oh" the pathologist muttered not relieved at all, she glanced again towards the girl who winked at her making her shift in her place "I'm sorry, Sherlock, but I don't think-"

"Did you cut your hair?" the sociopath interrupted her "It looks shorter than last time; it makes you look good."

Molly flustered at his comment and her fingers played with each other "I think I can manage to find one. Let me go and see."