Chapter 3:

James plan was coming together smoothly. Molly had always been a smart, talented pathologist, and quite beautiful. If he turned her to use her skills towards his business , she could be the perfect woman for him. One thing in particular that he admired from her was her ability to remain calm and collected even when she had to perform an autopsy for someone who had been completely disembodied.

Something happened to him when he dated her to get to Sherlock. He found a woman that if he could break her far enough to be as crazy as himself, then she would be perfect.

"Jim where are we going?" Molly interrupted his train of thought.

"You wanted to be trained. That's exactly what we are going to do." She nodded and looked down at her hands. "This is what you wanted isn't it Kitten?" He questioned watching her fidget. He mentally noted to make her stop doing that all the bloody time.

"Of course it's what I want." She paused and looked down at her hands. Is this what she wanted? She has never handled a gun before and never with the intent of murder.

They pulled up to the building and went inside. Jim lead her up to the shooting lane and helped her put on her safety gear. He handed her his handgun and backed up.

"Wait aren't you going to teach me?!" Molly turned to face Jim in surprise.

"Best way to learn is trial and error! Good luck Kitten!" He said in a sing-song voice and gave her two thumbs up while grinning madly.

Molly huffed in annoyance but turned around nevertheless. She took all the knowledge she knew from movies and tv but even then that wasn't a reliable source to go off of. She raised the gun and found herself shaking, feeling Jim's eyes bore into the back of her skull. She shot twice and saw both missed.

"No no no, you're doing it all wrong ,you're doing it wrong." Jim dramatically huffed in the background.

Molly brushed the comment off and tried again. She tried to focus on the target zone but her hand shook the second she pulled the trigger and it missed once more.

"No you need to aim better!" Jim kept spouting out insults in the background.

Molly started growing impatient but tried once more missing yet again.

"That's.. That's just awful you'd be dead in a second with a shot like that!"

Molly had heard enough. She spun around and pointed the gun at Jim's head. He smirked and stood up straight once more.

"Perfect now freeze just like that." He walked over to her and circled her taking in her form. He took notice of her hands and how steady they were. "Good very good, now we have to work on channeling all your emotions to this. You keep steadier when you channel your anger to this, but let your emotions slip for even a second and you could be dead."

She slowly lowered her gun and let him lead her back over to the lane. He positioned her and held up her arm wrapping his hand around hers and place their fingers on the trigger.

"Now focus on the target." Molly took a deep breath and felt more confident as he helped her position. She pulled the trigger and got bulls-eye. "Absolutely perfect" Jim whispered and kissed her cheek. He back up leaving her to do it herself. "Now do exactly that."

She took a deep breath and channeled her emotions. She stared down the target and pulled the trigger hitting dead center once more.

By the end of the day Jim had her shooting perfect bulls-eye every time. Jim got his chauffeur to take them to Molly's apartment. When they arrived Jim was staring down at his phone.

"Would you like to come in?" Molly asked sweetly considering all he has done for her.

"No, too much to plan."

"Oh... alright." She kissed him on the cheek, which he didn't notice, and walked outside and went into her apartment. She didn't lock the door in case he changed his mind, like he does so often.

She sighed as she walked into the kitchen to feed her cat. What was she doing anyways? Not only was she dating a criminal mastermind but she is letting him teach her to use a gun with the intent of injuring or murdering a person. Was she really this desperate? No Jim has always been kind to her, and besides he never acted like an uncontrolled psychopath when she was near.

She sighed once more and grabbed a quick snack for herself before heading to bed. After all she did have to work in the morning.

James sat in the back of his black sedan watching Molly on his phone. He always waited outside for a few minutes to make sure she got in ok. After he saw her slip into bed he scrolled through each room to make sure nothing was out of order. When he got to the video of the front door he saw the handle turn. He sat up straight and frowned. Looks like he finally managed to attract one of his many enemies towards her. Before going upstairs he came up with an idea, a brilliant and wickedly evil plan that could be in his favor.

James ran upstairs with his chauffeur and knocked out the man before he caused too many problems. He told his chauffeur to tie him up in the backseat of the car. James walked into Molly's bedroom and kneeled by the bed.

He softly whispered in her ear, "Molly I need you to get up and get dressed don't ask questions I'll explain later." Molly grumbled but took in his words and soon got dressed and walked out with James.

He told the driver to take them to one of his many warehouses. On the way he texted Sebastian and a few other of his pawns to meet them there. When they arrived he told Molly to stay in the car until instructed. Sebastian was already there waiting for James orders. James whispered something to Sebastian and he nodded and got the man from the trunk and took him inside.

Molly watched all this from the car window and was frightened of what exactly was happening. Soon she saw James appear once more and he opened the car door for her.

"Kitten I've got you a present I think you will enjoy." Jim smirked and she sent him and questioning look before he led them inside. "I found him snooping inside your home earlier."

In the middle of the warehouse was a man tied up to a chair by ropes. Surrounding the man was two strong built men in black suits. Jim led Molly to stand ten feet in front of the man.

With a click of Jim's fingers the henchman untied the passed out man and they stepped away from him once more to stand behind Molly and Jim. Jim smirked and waited for the man to start to awake.

When the man awoke Jim handed his gun to Molly. "Why are you giving me this?!" Molly screamed with surprise.

"Come on Kitten, you've trained for this all day ,you know how to do this." He brought himself closer to her and kissed more cheek before whispering in her ear, "Besides don't pretend like you don't want to feel the rush of murder." He stood back and smirked.

Molly looked back down at the man before her. She slowly raised her gun just pretending that he was a target.

"Please Miss! Please have mercy I'll leave you alone I swear just please." The man screamed in fright.

Molly hesitated and almost lowered her gun. She brought it back up though and kept it steady. She pulled the trigger and watched the man fall onto the ground. All went silent for what seemed like an eternity.

Jim started clapping and walked up behind Molly taking the gun from her hand. Molly was still staring down at the body of the man. Jim kissed her cheek once more."Well done Kitten. I'll meet you outside whenever you're ready. Men come on you can clean up here once Molly and I leave." As he started walking around he turned around once more and smirked, "Oh and Molly ,do lock your door next time. Wouldn't want the dead body count to go up just because they have easy access to your home."

Molly stayed frozen until the sound of footsteps left and the door closed with a loud echoing sound. She slowly sank to the ground next to the man and watched the blood pool out around him. His eyes were wide open and all color was drained from them leaving them hollow and lifeless. Molly raised her hand to close his eyes and rested her hands on the ground next to his body.

What has she just done? Why did she even kill him? What was his crime, if there was any at all? She sat thinking when a certain thought came across her mind. She wasn't like Jim was she? She looked down at her hands to see the blood covering her palms ,staining her. She jumped up in surprise and looked back down at the body in horror. She looked to her hands once more before turning around and ran out of the building stumbling.