Missing- A BBC Wallander Fanfiction

Chapter 3

"We'll send a uniform home with you," Holgersson was saying, as I sat in her office.

"But I can take care of myself-" I started.

"That may be the case," the Chief of Police said, "...when you've had enough sleep. It's obvious you haven't slept since Ann-Britt went missing. In order to help your friends, and make sure you don't get kidnapped yourself, you need to take care of yourself. Take the rest of the day off, you looked like death warmed over." I snapped my jaw shut and breathed a sigh of defeat. My joints creaked as I stood up.

I left the room, only allowing myself to yawn once my back was turned. I tugged my leather jacket tighter around me as I made my way to my car, which a uniformed police officer was standing next to. I gave her a crooked smile and gestured for her to get in while I unlocked the doors. I slid into my seat and jammed the key into the ignition.

"You new here? I don't think I've seen you before," I said, looking over my shoulder as I backed out of my parking space. The officer shifted in her seat, looking uncomfortable. I furrowed an eyebrow, realizing I probably didn't sound the friendliest due to my tiredness and phrasing.

"Yeah," she said flatly, "Transferred."

"Mmm," I said, "This is definitely an interesting place. You'll see a lot of stuff going on around here... what was your name?"

"Freya Lindqvist," she answered. I smiled and said, "Freya is my middle name."

"Really?" Officer Lindqvist asked. I nodded and pulled into the car park of a grocery store.

"I need to get some groceries, I hope you don't mind."

"No, I'll just stay here if you don't mind," Freya said. I nodded absently, fumbling for my wallet in the glove compartment. I snatched it and ran into the store.

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I was in the checkout line when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I whirled around to find a young, rough-looking man holding out my wallet to me. He was a bit taller than me, with tangled dishwater-blonde hair and dark eyes that I couldn't make out the color of.

"You dropped this," he said, his foul breath blowing in my face as he spoke.

"Oh, er...thanks," I said awkwardly.

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"Nice collection," Freya said, looking at the many swords and knives mounted on my wall. I gave her a tired smile.

"I've always had somewhat of a fascination with knives. I guess it started when my father gave me my first pocket knife," I said, starting a pot of boiling water for tea.

"You had a good relationship with your father?" she asked. I shrugged.

"Eh, teenage years were rough, but pretty good, yeah. What teen's relationship with their parents is perfect?" I said, then gestured around my living space. "Make yourself at home." I wandered over to my bedroom, only intending to toss my leather jacket on a chair. I stared at my queen-sized bed. Just five minutes. Five. I collapsed into bed, not even bothering to take off my jacket or shoes.

What a grave mistake that turned out to be.

I woke up to Officer Lindqvist's face hovering over mine. I soon realized she was pressing a sickly-sweet smelling cloth over my mouth. This is what you get for trusting people, Sjoberg. I pulled my leg up and shoved her in the chest as hard as I could. She flew backwards and crashed into the drywall. Good. It will leave evidence if I don't escape.

Lindqvist began to sit up and I snatched my heavy bedside lamp. I cocked it over my shoulder and said, "Give it up, Freya, you only have a measly piece of cloth."

"Wrong," she said, pulling out two throwing knives from my own knife collection and flinging one at me. Me and my big mouth. She had mediocre knife skills, though. It sailed lazily through the air and I snatched it. In a blur, I flung it back at her, flicking my wrist as I did. Her eyes widened and she lunged forward. The knife embedded itself in the wall, millimetres from where her head had been before. Freya got closer and I stumbled backward, but it was too late. So I did the only thing I could and smashed the lamp over her head as I felt the cold metal of the second knife as it slide into my flesh.

I let out a cry of agony and everything went black.

A/N: I know there hasn't been a lot of the original characters from the show, but there will be a lot more in the next chapter, I promise.