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Chapter Two

Sherlock POV

"Can you please stop doing that?!" John growls at me for the third time. I ignore him as I continue to pace back and forth in front of him. He just sighs in frustration and lays back in the plastic chair, his foot tapping against the floor anxiously. I have no recollection of how long I have been pacing here. The nurses refused to let me through when we came flying in, Molly still unconscious on the stretcher. To think that Moriarty had something to do this was making my skin itch and my head reel. I tried to sink into my mind palace but everything was too chaotic to really focus. All I could see was Molly's face as she smiled at me. To think I could never see that again was unbearable. These past years she has been a loyal companion, helping me stage my suicide, getting me valuable information whenever I needed it for one of my cases. Even her usual chatter that used to get under my skin became comfortable background noise whenever I needed to concentrate. I feel a pang of guilt for not even listening to the words she was actually saying.

"I still can't believe this is bloody happening" I heard Lestrade growl as he came up to us, a freshly-brewed paper cup of coffee in hand.

"Same here." John agrees but I give no response, I just continue to pace. When the doctor finally appears John and Lestrade jump up and I practically pounce on him.

"How is she?" I ask.

"She's sustained a good amount of injuries. We have her under a medically induced coma while we take full assessment of the extent."

I felt my stomach drop. At the flat I was too distracted and shocked to actually take full intake of her injuries.

"Can I see her?" It took me a minute to realize I said "I" instead of "We" and that I just asked permission to see her. Bullocks I was becoming simple. I thought I saw John and Lestrade exchange a look from the corner of my eye.

"I'm sorry but only family members are allowed access." The doctor said this in a polite but emotionless voice. It made me bristle. I gave him a steely glare, deducing him in seconds.

"Is that so? Well I think your wife will have something to say about that."

He blinked in confusion. "Sorry?"

"I'm talking about the wife you have been cheating on for the past three, no four months." I said matter-of-factly and I heard John groan and mutter "Here we go."

I didn't give the doctor a chance to reply. "I think she would care to know that her beloved husband has been sleeping with the twenty-year-old intern when she thought you were working overtime." I took immense pleasure in seeing his face almost turn the color of his thinning white hair.

"So I believe it would be much trouble to see Molly now would it?" I finished, not being able to suppress a satisfied smile. God it still felt good to deduce people's darkest secrets and throwing them in their faces. After a long moment the doctor cleared his throat. "I don't think it will be much trouble to let you three in. She is in room 312."

"Wonderful" I said and stalked past him, Lestrade and John following. John will probably give me a reprimand for that conversation later. To hell with him I thought and in no time I was standing right outside her room. I turned to the two men behind me.

"Do you mind if I go in for a moment alone?" I didn't wait for their answer, just turned on my heel and entered the room. To my surprise I came to a halt a few feet from her bed. I was not prepared to see Molly looking so small and frail in the hospital bed, hooked up to beeping machines and a ventilator helping her breathe. After a minute of just watching her chest rise and fall evenly I forced myself to move forward and sit down in the chair right beside her bed. She did not stir as I took her hand. It seemed so small and frail in mine. I used this moment to take in her injuries: deep stab wound to the shoulder right below the collarbone, the collarbone itself slightly fractured, a broken rib and maybe punctured lung. A purple bruise mottled her right cheek and I would guess several more bruises along the body. She really put up a struggle but she was overpowered.

The noise of the machines became too much so I felt my mouth open and words start to spill out.

"I suppose I owe you an apology. But I highly doubt that will suffice by any measure." I cleared my throat for a moment for it was tightening a little too uncomfortably.

"I should have told you how much you meant to me. Instead I exploited you and pushed you away. A brilliant woman like you does not deserve being involved with a horrible person such as me. I take immense pride of not being a creature of sentiment. But now, I believe that was my downfall." I felt more and more sentences flowing out of me and it was as if a dam broke. Everything I had kept to myself for all this time came spilling out. When I finished I had to clear my throat several times and blink rapidly. I forced to myself to really look at her and saw no change. No sign that she had heard. A horrible shame since I don't know if I will be able to tell all of this again without actually truly breaking down. The guilt was getting harder to bear and I clutched her hand tighter with both hands, my elbows resting on the edge of the bed. I heard someone shift in the doorway and I straightened.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked, not turning to see who it was.

"Not long enough. It was actually quite moving to hear you get all emotional." John replied, slightly teasing.

"Yeah I wanted to get it on tape." Lestrade agreed.

Despite their teasing I couldn't help but smile a little at their humor. I let go of her hand and stood up.

"I need to take a moment. I will return soon." I said, straightening the collar of my jacket before striding out of the room.

So I'm hoping to publish chapter three sometime this week since I already started it and this is a pretty short chapter but I make no promises. Please let me know what you guys think. Until next time ~ 16.