The Unknown Child (A Sherlock FanFiction)

III: The Morgue and Molly

Chapter Three: The Morgue and Molly
 
A/N: This chapter mentions medical procedures and terms. So if you are uncomfortable with that sort of thing… you don’t have to read this chapter. 
 
The cab ride to the hospital was one sat in silence. John stared blankly ahead, like he wasn’t even paying attention to anything. Sherlock on the other hand, was mumbling to himself the entire trip. He would twitch his head and move his hands in his lap, as if he were trying to sort information.
 
Once we arrived at St. Bart’s Hospital, the cab hadn’t even stopped and Sherlock had gotten out of the cab. The hospital building looked old, really old. Much like most of London, the old buildings around it made it seem like I was in the 18thCentury rather than the 21st. It had an English Victorian exteria look. It was quite beautiful actually.
 
“It was his turn to bloody pay…” John mumbled, pulling is wallet out of his jacket and paying the cabbie.
 
“When I can, I will give you some money, I promise” I said, hoping that it would cheer him up a little. He looked at me and smiled a little.
 
“It’s fine Clara really, you are only a child, there’s no need to.” He replied.
 
I got out of the cab and walked the same route Sherlock had taken to the main entrance of the hospital, walking through the gate, which had a statue of King Henry VIII on a ledge above it. I giggled a little at it, noting how he never really cared about his health.
 
I noticed I was falling behind Sherlock and John, still captivated on how massive this place was. Sherlock and John were standing at a door, waiting for me. I take one more glance at the courtyard before I sprint up towards them.
 
“Quite an observer aren’t you?” Sherlock asked.
 
“I guess” I replied, looking down again.
 
“And a bit of a runner too?” John asked, a lot more politely than Sherlock
 
Throughout the course of the say, I have come to the conclusion that Sherlock is not a people person. He rather be alone. John seems to be the person that does all the talking.
 
“I don’t know, I can’t remember anything.” I said.
 
“Well judging by your build you-“ Sherlock began to speak but John cut him off
 
“Sherlock, leave the poor girl along, she has been through enough as it is. You can tell us about how you know if she was a runner or not later okay?”
 
“Fine.” Sherlock snapped.
 
I kept my head down as Sherlock and John lead me down multiple hallways, through many doors and even down a lift. Finally after what seemed like a very long time, we reached the morgue. I look up and see a small lady, with light brown hair and a lab coat on walking around what seemed like lab benches with body bags on them. With her clipboard in hand, she was writing and checking off things.
 
Without even knocking, Sherlock barged in, not even greeting her as she looked up and gave a small smile. She began to blush a little. I will ask John about that later.
 
“Hello Molly” John cheerily said.
 
“And a good morning to you too John.” Molly replied.
 
It was then that Molly looked behind John and saw me.
 
“How’s this John?” She asked.
 
“Oh I am sorry, Molly, this is Clara, Clara this Dr. Molly Hooper.”
 
Molly Hooper put her clipboard down and held out a hand for me to shake.
 
“Hello Clara” she beamed, giving me a smile
 
I give her a weak smile, she could tell I was shy.
 
“It’s okay Clara, she is a very lovely lady” John reassured me.
 
I held my hand out to meet hers and shake it. “Pleased to meet you Miss Hooper”
 
“Oh sweetie please, call me Molly”
 
I smile at her, she seemed to be an extremely nice lady. She was quite pretty too.
 
Molly straightened up and turned to face John, it was then that I noticed Sherlock was unzipping some of the body bags. “Um Miss Hoop- I mean Molly, is he allowed to do that?” I asked, nodding towards Sherlock who was weaving his way through the benches.
 
“Oh yeah, he is fine, don’t worry about him honey.” She said, reassuring me that Sherlock wasn’t crazy, for now. “So what can I help you with John?” She asked him.
 
Sherlock heard this and dashed over and began to speak before John could even begin to process what Molly said.
 
“Clara here was found in Hyde Park in the early hours of the morning with no recollection of who she was. She was taken to New Scotland Yard and I saw her there and asked Lestrade to let me interrogate her, it was then that John decided that we should come and see you to see if you could do a toxicology examination and general examination to see if she was drugged. ” Sherlock blurted out.
 
“Why do you need me to do a general examination on her? She looks alright to me, minus the fact that she looks starved and a little malnourished.” She questioned. “You can just take her to see a GP and get them to examine her. John would even do it, he’s a doctor.”
 
“If I could interject… I would rather a lady examine me than a man.” I mumble, but I was loud enough for them to hear me.
 
“I will do what I can to help you okay Clara” Molly said, smiling again.
 
“Thank you, means a lot.”
 
We hadn’t noticed that Sherlock had left the conversation and was wandering over to the wall of cold chambers and pulled out a random one. Molly didn’t seem to be bothered. I think she has a bit of a soft spot for Sherlock.
 
“Well, if you would follow me Clara, I am going to have to take some blood to check for toxins and I will need a sample of your urine as well. I may need to swab your mouth for a sample of saliva too. You with me so far?”
 
“Yes, I understand” I say, nodding in unison with my words.
 
“Okay I will be right back,” she said, turning to walk and probably grab something important. Like needles.
 
She returns with as I guessed, a needle, some elastic, a small container and a cotton bud.
 
“Okay Clara, I am going to get John to tie this piece of elastic around your arm, to cut off the circulation so I am draw some blood, but before he does, are you afraid of needles or faint at the sight of blood?” She asked, she has turned all serious, I guess it is part of her job to be professional when needed.
 
“No, I think I will be okay.” I say.
 
“Okay, John if you will.” She said, handing him the piece of elastic. It was then that Sherlock just left suddenly, not even giving an explanation.
 
“I think I better go after him, Clara I am going to leave you here with Molly for a bit okay? Will you be okay by yourself?” He asked, he was showing a great deal of concern. Which frightened me a little because I barely knew him and he seemed to be very fond of me.
 
“Yeah, I will be fine” I say.
 
“Okay, Molly, when you get the results back, shoot me a text and I will come back.” He said, looking at Molly
 
“Okay sure, just before you go, what has she had to eat today?” Molly asked
 
“Um, I’m pretty sure she has had bacon and eggs, juice and some water.” John said, looking at me for approval. I nod, giving a thumbs up along with it.
 
“Okay, see you in a bit Clara, and thank you Molly, means a lot.” John said, before running towards the door after Sherlock.
 
“Okay, let’s get this over and done with so I can hook you up to an IV, get some life back into you.” Molly said.