"I am sorry Jim, but I don't think this is working out. I think we should break up."

Molly's words echoed through his head as he woke up from a restless sleep.
Moriarty despised this memory but recently it was all he could think of. How dare she break up with him?
He should have been the one to end the relationship with her but for some stupid reason he had fallen in love with her; he had fallen for the silly little pathologist.
Pushing his feelings for her into the deepest recess of his mind had worked for a while,
but that had all changed when he had found out that she was dating Sherlock.
The fury and pain he knew so well had grown stronger and stronger with each passing day.
He had to do something about it; he had to find a way to hurt Molly the way she had hurt him.
If he couldn't have her, nobody could.

Molly rolled over and opened her eyes to stare at the sleeping man beside her , he was utterly breathtaking in every sense of the word.
Slowly a grin spread across her face as she thought about everything that had happened over the last year . Not all of it had been good, a failed engagement , the man she loves being shot and then almost sent away to exile for doing something unspeakable , but it had all lead to this , to her lying next said Man , wrapped tightly in his arms.
Her Sherlock , even after three months of being with him , it still bought her a rush , being able to call him hers as she had never thought it could happen.
Gently pulling out of his grip , Molly moved to leave the bed but was pulled back once again by those strong arms.
"Where do you think you are going Molly ? " He asked in the deep baritone voice that always sent shivers through her body .
"I was just going to have a shower and get ready for work ."
"No you are not , we are going to continue on from where we left off last night "
"But Sherlock , i really must get ready-" She said getting cut off mid sentence as he pressed his lips on hers , dazing her. Pulling back , she grinned at him " Well i guess i can be slightly late , its not like it will kill anyone" She joked as she pushed Sherlock down flat onto the mattress and straddled him.

Kissing him passionately she started to work his pajama pants off , when both their cellphones started playing 'Staying Alive'. Startled , they reached for their phones and Molly gasped as she read her text , only able to utter a single word "JIM".