Forgotten

Hurt and angry, yes that's what she felt. A whole storm of emotion running through her, her mind could barely grasp at one within the mix. The pain was creating its own gaping hole in her chest. Tears making tracks down her cheeks, she didn't feel them anymore, just the mild irritation of salt on her eyeballs and under her lids. Everyone had, had their goodbye before he was shipped off to god knows where. He had murdered a man in cold blood. It was unbelievable, she had not wished to. Mary had come to her explained everything, even down to the revelation that it was her that had shot Sherlock. It was too much to take in all at once. She had sat down with a very large coffee to still her nerves. Now he was back a reprieve from above and a pardon if he found out who had plastered Moriarty's face all across England. Terror had run through her veins, when the mad man had appeared on the hospital TV. She needed to make a decision; obviously she meant little to him. Not even enough to say goodbye too, she hadn't even seen him since the fateful day she had slapped him.

Signing heavily as her heart dropped to her stomach, as she read her resignation letter once again. Mike at least would be sorry to see her go she was sure. She had accumulated a good amount of holiday in her time and intended to use it as her notice.

Dear Mike,

It is with a heavy heart that I write this letter. I hereby hand in my resignation, this decision is nothing to do with work conditions or and hospital staff. I need to go purely for personal reasons. As you know I have had some very interesting job offers. I have accepted a position elsewhere, though where I will not tell you and I'm sure you will understand why. I would like to end by saying how much I have loved working here and I hope you will bare me no ill will for such short notice. I have talked to Doctor Monroe he has agreed to cover for me while you find a new pathologist. The rest of my notice I shall take as holiday, it will give me ample time to move my belongings. I will miss you.

Yours sincerely

Molly Hooper.

Again as she read the letter a fresh wave of tears overwhelmed her. Picking herself up, she marched from the morgue and to Mike's office. Delicately she placed the letter sealed and signed onto his desk. For the last time she left the hospital. St Bart's would not be the same ever again.