"The Death of Amy Pond"
Hey again, here is a lovely Wholock crossover for you lovely guys. Yes we will have sherlolly; it is my OTP.
Once when I was a little girl I had an imaginary friend, I had to wait 12 years to see him again after our first encounter and I saved the world in twenty minutes and then we went on adventures together in a magic blue box, we saved a whale in outer space and went to sea and fought pirates and I fell in love with a man who waited two thousand years for me and I gave hope to the greatest painter in the world and then I died...Well not really I actually faked my death with the help of a consulting detective and his pathologist.
"Sherlock? Sherlock I can't find my vortex manipulator, have you seen it anywhere?" Molly scurried around the small flat of Baker Street looking for the device she needed for today. Throwing pillows all over the living room she really did feel like giving up, she had such an important case on today and she couldn't be late. She sometimes hated being a retired time agent, but she was sent a blessing in disguise when they sent her and Sherlock on a long term mission to earth, they both decided to give up the high flying life of space travel and decided to work for the torchwood base in London instead.
"Nope" was his short and sleepy reply. Molly had fallen asleep on the couch of the consulting detectives after they worked on a case together. The case was interesting enough for them to take, but it was quite simple and they had it solved in a couple of hours. John Watson had no idea that Molly and Sherlock were time travellers from the future, but it wasn't hard to keep it a secret. Sherlock would fight off crime of the extraterrestrial type and try his hardest not to expose the army doctor to the complicated world which had become their life. Greg Lestrade, on the other hand, new all about the extraterrestrial life which floated around the city causing havoc. He was a human and very much from this time, but he was also employed by the torchwood base in London and was sent out to be undercover at Scotland Yard, he was torchwoods eyes and ears at the yard. He was struggling to keep his cover at the yard and so Sherlock was brought in to help. Molly, on the other hand, has a trained pathologist and dissects the bodies of the aliens which are sent to torchwood London and sometimes the base in Cardiff which had recently lost their head scientist.
Molly remembers the first time she met the head of the welsh torchwood, he was American and handsome and Sherlock really didn't like him, but Molly kind fell for him and then she found he had a boyfriend and sort of blushed at the thought he had developed a bit of a crush for a gay man. When she did tell Sherlock about this he then informed her that Captain Jack Harkness was a bisexual alien from outer space who would probably asked her out if he wasn't already taken. That of course made Molly feel a bit happier; she still had a chance with the sexy and dashing captain. But, in her heart, Molly knew there was only one future man in her life.
"Well I am off; you better hope that John doesn't find it." She said gathering her coat and bag and picking her phone from the kitchen bunker. "I would like you to see you explain that one." She smiled to herself and began to descend down the stars of Baker Street. She loved watching Sherlock make up excuses for the weird and wonderful things john found in the flat. Like that one time John came across, what he thought were, human thumbs, but actually they were not human they were Ood thumbs. Or when we thought Sherlock stole the severed human head in his fridge from the lab, but Sherlock actually stole it from the headless monks.
"Wait!" Sherlock stood at the top of the stairs with a worried look on his face. Molly spun around to look at the man. "I thought you needed a vortex manipulator what are you going to use instead?"
"I will just use one from the office, they have spares." She smiled and then began to turn again when she felt a hand on her shoulder. They were all given their own vortex manipulator when they first become time agents, they were very hard to get from people outside of torchwood, but Molly and Sherlock had their own which were much safer than the ones that torchwood had sourced from god knows where.
"Wait, I can't let you use one of the spares you know how dodgy they are, here" he said passing his to Molly. "Have mine; I don't think I'll need it today anyway." Molly smiled and put the vortex manipulator into her handbag. Sherlock had always looked out for Molly ever since they were paired with each other and even now when they don't really work that closely they find ways of doing exactly that. They find cases which intrigue them and they can work on together.
"Listen Sherlock, the mission today I was told not to tell you about it, but its well I might not come back" she looked up at Sherlock he looked confused and worried. "It's about Amy Pond" she muttered, she knew that that name meant something to Sherlock.
"The Doctors Amy?" Molly nodded
"She is being tracked by the Angels, so is Rory. We need to get them back and well kind of remove them from the radar, so that not even the Doctor knows that they are alive and its dangerous, the Angels they are the enemy and they are ruthless." Molly's eyes glazed over as she faced the thought of mortality on the staircase of Baker Street. Sherlock moved closer to Molly trying not to let his emotions seep through. Sherlock had been quite an emotional man before he took the guise of the consulting detective, but now after years of pretending he had grown to love how emotions didn't really affect him and how he could keep it all under wraps. But no he could feel himself unravelling, Molly was the only person who he has from his former life and he can't lose her, but he can't let that show. She would be even more upset if he was to show his emotions and that would not help her chances so he smiled at her and tried to make Molly face reality.
"Molls, you are in danger everyday now that we know that shape-shifting maniac Moriarty is still out there and you can still walk out that door everyday and you hardly even think about him." Sherlock reasoned. He had that case today, he and Greg were looking into rift activity in Wales and then checking on sightings around the rest of the UK, they couldn't even begin to speculate what Morairty was planning next, they had to keep planning. Sherlock loved this case, especially when Molly helped out she always knew what to do next when they had ran out of ideas and always kept him smiling.
"Yes but everyday I walk out the door knowing you are a cab ride away, I walk out that door everyday knowing that you can protect me." She moved her hand up to his cheek smiling and staring into his eyes. "I will be in New York at who knows when fighting angels without you, it's different and I need you to deal with the fact that this might be the last time you see me.
"Then that settles it Molly Hooper" he said smiling back and putting his hand on top of hers. He would not leave it like that; he can't watch her walk out that door knowing that. "This will not be the last time I see you" he moved her hand away from his cheek and intertwined their fingers "I will just have to come with you"
Well what do you think? Is this story worth continuing? Do you like it? Anything I should change? Any specific characters you want brought in? Please review!
I promise it will get more action packed and more of a doctor who fic, I just needed to establish characters and situations.