I don't own these characters, I don't own the Star Trek's universe nor any characters that are part of the BBC'S Sherlock universe: I only own my sick fantasies...for now. Not beta-ed, and I apologize in advance for any mistake you will find, since English is not my first language. Also, I admit that I'm not a Trekkie: if you found any mistake in my depiction of the Star Trek universe, please feel free to let me know!
Anon gave me this prompt on Tumblr: "Khanolly and Sherlolly, Phantom of the Opera AU". Very AU , because in this story the USS Vengeance didn't fall down on Earth, but was successfully hijacked by Khan, Molly and the others.
When Khan left the shower, stepping inside his and Molly's room on the USS Vengeance, he found his soul mate sprawled on their bed, analyzing a minuscule object she had found on his night stand.
"What is this?". It was barely a inch long, black, and on the smooth surface she could detect the "Play" and "Stop" signs. "Another sophisticated weapon you managed to design while I was still in cryo-sleep?".
"And you think I would let you handle it so carelessly, if it were so dangerous? Press "Play", please". He sat down by her side, discarding the towel that was previously wrapped around his waist. Molly's eyes flicked for a moment to his naked manhood, flashes of their recent session of lovemaking making an appearance on her mind.
"You minx...". He admonished her playfully, and covered the lower part of his body with the sheets. "Focus on the task, Dr. Hooper...and maybe I will reward you for your compliance, later".
As she did as he had said, a beautiful harmony resounded in the room. She remained silent, trying to retrieve the right memories in her brain. She still couldn't remember much; her past life, as a pathologist in London, was nothing more than a blur to her. Thankfully Khan (or should she call him Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes, like he had asked her to do, in the throw of passion) had saved her, and John, and Mary, and all the others that had been trapped in a dreamless sleep that lasted centuries, and was helping all of them to get back their memory.
"You don't remember, do you? Let me help you...". Khan made her lie down, her back spooned by his toned body, and started to whisper the words in her ear.
"Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember me, once in a while
Please promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long
To take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me"
"You used to listen to this song continually. When you had to finish a report, when you were preparing tea at home...for a while you used it as your ringtone". He explained, making her turn to look at her.
"It was...when you were gone, after the Fall...". A tear fell, and then another; the sadness, the worry, the grief, everything she had felt was coming back. His thumb caressed her cheekbones, and he placed his full lips on hers.
"Don't cry...I've made you cry so much in our past, I don't want for it to happen in our future, too...". Molly blinked once, then again she felt engulfed by his intense gaze.
"Are tears of joy allowed?". She breathed the question against his mouth; his eager kiss was the answer she was wishing for.
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