The one and only love of Sherlock Holmes
Molly and Sherlock were running, they didn't know for how long, but they knew that they had to keep running. Molly had proceeded to take her heels off and could feel the gravel in between her toes as she tried desperately to keep up with Sherlock. Sherlock turned his head to see that Molly was falling behind so he stretched out his hand and grabbed a hold of hers pulling her along the dark and unusually quiet streets of London. Sherlock and Molly were not worried about the mass murdering psychopath who was now running around the streets of London probably hatching a plan to murder them both. All they wanted to do was get to the hospital.
When they finally did arrive your mummy had already given birth to her little girl and I was holding you and you were wrapped in a light pink blanket. Sherlock and Molly stumbled into the room out of breath and sweating, they both looked like death, but they both couldn't help but smile at the scene. Your mummy was staring at me with you asleep in my arm and Sherlock approached first asking if he could hold you, I passed you over and he smiled down at your face and then up at molly who was smiling at your mummy. Sherlock then passed you back to your mummy and without uttering a word to anyone ushered me and Molly out the room.
We made our way out into the hall and Molly was the first to say anything. "Moriarty is back in London" she said staring into the window overlooking you and your mummy.
"What?" I said gripping onto the panel of the door.
"He took us; he must have disguised himself as a cabbie and took us when we were on our way over here. " Sherlock said not taking his eyes of Molly.
"Well then what happened?" I questioned the two, who were still trying to get their breath back.
"John it doesn't matter you just need to know he is back and you have to protect you family" Molly said turning to me and smiling.
"John go back in there and be with your family, me and Molly will head home and get some sleep and come back to the hospital tomorrow to pick you guys up." I followed Sherlock's instructions and went back inside.
"What do we do now Sherlock?"
"We fight, I will look after you and you will look after me and we will fight until we bring Morality's network down and we will make sure that that little girl in there grows up without having to worry about that man." Sherlock said smiling. "But first we get a cab go back to baker street and we sleep." Sherlock took Molly's hand and guided her out of the hospital and called a cab.
"Wait Sherlock, can we walk back I don't really trust cabbies anymore, she smiled up to the consulting detective and they started to walk back to baker street. They walked for small while in silence just trying to work out exactly what happened that night, it had all went so fast and Sherlock couldn't help but realize that he couldn't go own hiding the way he felt.
"Molly, have you ever thought about death?"
"Sherlock I deal with death nearly every day, I work with death."
"I mean your own inevitable death?"
"I guess, I mean just there when I thought Morairty was going to hurt me, I think my own death must of crossed my mind."
"I haven't, ever, thought about my own death until there."
"But you have been in more dangerous situations especially with Morairty."
"No, I mean when I had the Watson baby cradled in my arms, I realized that for this miracle to happen there has to be death."
"That's a funny way to look at it Sherlock." Molly stopped walking and turned to Sherlock. "If you were to die, right now, would you have any regrets?"
"Yes."
"What?"
"Never bringing down Moriarty, never making sure you and the Watsons were safe from Moriarty, never dealing with my emotions properly and never having a family of my own."
"I never knew you wanted to have a family Sherlock."
"Well we need to continue on the Holmes name and that's not going to happen with my brother, not when has getting off with bloody Lestrade."
"Lestrade gay."
"Yes, Molly it is pretty obvious, what about you?"
"I am not gay!"
"No I mean would you regret anything?"
"Yes, I mean obviously I would have wanted to settle down and gotten married and had my own children, I guess I would have wanted to tell all my friends that I loved them one last time." Sherlock only nodded as a response. He did the only thing he thought was right he did the thing he thought would help get his feelings out. He turned to molly as it started to rain and held her hands. He couldn't help but smile. He opened his mouth and asked Molly"
John stopped and looked at his daughter who was now curled up at the top of her bed sleeping. He covered her up and bent down beside her and kissed her of the forehead and whispered "Maybe Uncle Sherlock can finish the story tomorrow" he smiled and left his daughter to sleep and never getting to finish the story himself.
The End
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And yes i did plan that cliffhanger of a ending from the beginning.
