This is a bit of a suspense chapter.
BOM BOM BOM!
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Molly's POV:
I see him across from me at the pool.
He's never seemed so beautiful; the light falls on his black hair and nearly blinds me.
We just stare, and I realise the fact that Moriarty will return.
As cheesy as one of my old romance novels my feet move on their accord.
I run towards him and he gets closer and closer.
I don't really care about the current situation as he pulls the bomb vest of me and throws it across the room.
We stand unsure of what to do.
I throw my arms around his neck.
"You came." I state simply.
He scoffs.
"Yes."
He still hasn't done anything, and I'm surprised when he awkwardly reopriciates.
"Thank you." I mumble into his coat.
I get no answer.
I cling tighter to him when Moriarty enters.
"Sorry! I'm interrupting the moment?"
I can't believe I thought I loved him.
No not Moriarty, Jim or who I thought was Jim.
I immediately jump away from him.
"Feeling okay Molly?" He asks increasing his pace.
I want to spit at him.
I retreat behind Sherlock.
"If bombs don't work time to get out the big guns." He nods towards the ceiling.
I don't get what he's on about until I see 5 red lasers dance across Sherlock's chest.
One flickers over my face, the bright light nearly blinding me.
"Have I burnt your heart yet?" he asks cheerily striding up to Sherlock.
He remains silent.
"I did didn't I? The look on your little face when your thought little Molly here had died."
He raises an eyebrow at Moriarty.
"I'm amazing, that's how I knew." He gives me a sadistic smile and turns back the way he came.
Sherlock still remains silent, but I can see something fade from his eyes.
Is he giving up?
"I was impressed with your game; the only thing that ruined it for you was your accomplice." Sherlock sighs and gets out a gun from his pocket.
Moriarty's face lights up with glee.
"Oh Sherlock, I meant for that to happen. I couldn't wait any longer to see you again." He smirks and puts on puppy dog eyes.
"Did you miss me?" He asks fiddling with the button on his suit.
Sherlock doesn't reply yet again.
"I'd get running Sherlock. The bombs on a timer."
I cast a glance at the timer counting down.
The room with the actual pool in is about 5 rooms away.
"I'm not running Moriarty." Sherlock gives him what I call his 'bad ass' stare.
Another smile forms on his face.
"Well I am! Bye!"
He dashes out of the room and before Sherlock can catch up the door slams in his face.
I could have sworn the words 'see you around' drifted through the air as he left.
"We need to get going!" I yell anxiously tugging at his jacket.
He shakes his head impatiently.
"He's deadlocked the doors to get in and out."
Before I can ask he adds;
"And windows."
I look fearfully at the bomb on a minute.
"What about the snip-"I ask
He cuts in once again.
"They've already vacated."
He runs up to the door and yanks it open.
"We can't get out of the building, but we can try getting away." He mutters to me.
I nod at him and follow him out.
I cast a glance at the timer before I leave.
Twenty seconds.
I start following him, urging my feet to move faster.
Nineteen seconds
He wrenches open another door while I follow.
Eighteen seconds
Tears of desperation form in my eyes.
Seventeen seconds
We're not going to make it out of here alive.
Sixteen seconds
Moriaty has won.
Fifteen seconds
I push through another door as Sherlock disappears from my sight.
Fourteen seconds
"Sherlock?" I ask turning in all directions.
Thirteen seconds.
I find him stood in front of me and desperately run faster.
Twelve seconds
We pass through another room.
Eleven seconds
We run into the pool area.
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We freeze as I'm catapulted into the air and land in the water of the pool.
The last thing I see is Sherlock Holmes as my vision turns black.
OH CRAP! anyway, review if you like it :)