Here is the chapter I had a blat doing this one, sorry for my grammar errors. Thanks for reading it!
Between the lines Chapter nine.
Molly was thinking about what just had happened she was trying to figure out Moriarty's words about missing her. What importance she had to him that made him miss her¿ This is so confusing, thank God she was alone, she started to think about everything drinking her tea, she still shivering when her mind comes to Moriarty's face smiling to her like a normal person, and like if they really were good friends, in another time she would run up to Sherlock to tell him everything about it, is not that she doesn't want it, but she wanted to avoid to meet Irene with him and feel what her heart could do to her body again.
Since Anna's party she felt her heart weakening about how she doesn't feel anymore for Sherlock. She told everything to Mary, every detail, so then she could tell everything to him and John, Mary asked to her why she wouldn't tell him personally, she said something about being late to meet Philip and since she doesn't wanted he involved in this subject, Mary seemed to accept it for now but Molly knows that anytime soon Mary would bring out her behavior, because Molly was so scared that could barely stand on her feet, that Mary let her excuse for now, she knew it.
Thinking about Irene, she remembered her words about how Moriarty never forgets a face, if he came to her something is gonna happen to her she has sure of it, because The Woman said so, it means that her life is being threating and no one is gonna make her think in other way, even Sherlock, because when she helped him she starts to figure things about his life that she didn't was aware before, he have enemies that could do such harm in the world, they can kill him and his beloveds, to stop him to do what he loves to do.
Since that time she started to see things different, Sherlock came to her for help in a need time, she counted even if wasn't the way she wanted at that time she reminded herself, until that time, what she knew was that he used her skills as a good pathologist to serve him, using her feeling, to benefit him he had no shame about it, she knew what he was capable of doing to get his goal, but that day was different, she read him, how he was feeling about the situation that she didn't know how dangerous were, and she likes to think that she gained his respect and knows how far Sherlcok could go to protect the ones he love.
She doesn't wanna change this because her heart is so traitorous, when it comes to Sherlock, she is worried on what Moriarty could do to hurt him, or people that he loves, including Irene, Irene the woman that has his heart... OmG! OmG! she thought her eyes started to be filled with tears just of thinking in what this could to him if he loses Irene. The tears started to running down her face and her heart sank in her chest, why she cares this way? she thought. Why he's so important to her, lately she felt that everytime he's close she can lose control, is hurting, she's dating, she's happy, she loves Philip, she does, this feeling doesn't consumed her, make her feel good, everything about him was just good, she doesn't want to lose this, because was her chance to really be happy, and move on.
But this is coming to surface again, how can she date a man, with other in her heart so deeply connected to her¿
She can't fool Philip, but she doesn't want to lose what she have because, Sherlock never gonna love her, the way she wants... she can't denied now, she tried but now she has to accept that her heart always belonged to him, Molly began to punch the pillow, after this realization that she still in love with Sherlock, punching and crying because what she should do now? What? Lying on her back repeating these words, "What can I do?"
"He said that he missed her.¿" Sherlock asked to Mary.
"Yes."
"Why she didn't come here with you¿" John asked.
"She didn't want to come because she was so overwhelmed about what just happened, she stayed at her place, she told me everything to tell you, oh, she said that he watched us all afternoon, and knows about everything that's going on in our lives" Mary paused looked at them and began to talk again,"She told she was late to meet Philip, seems they are going to do something tonight," Mary said, making a note on her mind to ask to Mollyt the real why, "by the way she doesn't want that Philip involved on it."
Sherlock huffed, "The man already knows, poor Molly, she isn't aware of anything, is better she went to her home, because them don't want us getting along anymore."
"What?" Mary asked.
"No good news here, Mary, Moriarty wants to kill Sherlock, but not before he hurt him until he can't take anymore."
"What can he do to hurt you?!"
"It's Molly, Mary he wants Sherlock away from her."
"How¿ She won't acepted this..."
" She doesn't have the choice, Mary and I'm gonna do anything to left her safe. I know how to act to keep her away from me."
"Sherlock this could be more dangerous than you can think, I know of what you are capable of, but there's not turning back if you go too far."
"You don't have to concern, Mary..."
"Sherlock, is about your feelings I'm talking about, you told us that you got high because you realized these feelings that are in your heart, dear," putting her hand on his heart, "so if she never forgive you for what you are thinking to do, dear you are gonna be so devasted..."
"I have to do whatever it takes, Mary," Sherlock said holding her hand, "and for your sake please, don't give her any clue about it, because he said if she thinks that's something is wrong, they are going to kill your family."
"Even the dog." John said irritadly.
"OmG Sherlock! Mary exclaimed.
"Yes, Mary be careful act around her as everything is alright."
"But it's not Sherlock, Philip is a criminal and she's sharing a bed with him, what guarantee he gave you¿"
"You being alive is my guarantee", he said trying to avoid thinking about Molly sharing a bed with Philip.
" Mary, be calm, I know this is unfair to them, but Moriarty gave the cards and we have Anna now."
"I need to go now, John try to make up her mind, please.", kissing Anna's hair that still sleeping he made his way to the door, "Is not like I would tell her about my feelings, even if nothing were happening, I would never, John."
And with this he was gone, for the first time John felt the Sherlock'swords with sadness, because he always knew that Molly loved him, and he felt sorry for this, Philip was right he never paid real attention on Sherlock feelings about her, he just worried about thing Sherlock could say or do, he just felt sorry, but things now are make sense, being rude, an idiot, was the way to keep her safe, he remind os what Sherlock said once "Alone is what I have, alone protects me."
"Mary please, don't say or do nothing that Molly could discover anything please, Sherlock is gonna take care of it."
"I know that he will, and the last time he did John, you thought him was dead, and you didn't accept very well how the things turns out to be, don't you?"
"Yes, Mary but..."
"I know John, we have a daughter, but he's sacrificing his life again, Sherlock loves her, she deserves to know John, OMG, when you thought that he could be in love, he never left any woman see the truth, when he left the world falls apart."
"I know Mary, but what can we do¿"
"Nothing for a while, we have to wait, but he's not going to sacrifice himself again John, not this time."
Weeks passed away and things as usual, Philip had to travel again for work, she was in home alone.
When she called Mary to ask about how Sherlock react with Moriaty message, she said that he was investigating the clues and thanked for her help, but since then he didn't appear in the morgue anymore, she went at Watson's and he never was there and John was getting along with Philip more and more, almost a month and nothing, she was relief that Moriarty didn't appear anymore to her , and to them, she guessed, when her door beel rang, she thought that could be Philip, she missed him, she ran and opened the door, she froze again.
That smile again, she still there, the person stepped inside smiling, Toby came from the bedrom and stopped in the corridor, she turned to see the person.
"Molly you can close the door now." Moriarty said.
"What...What are you doing here¿" Her voice was shaking, every part of her body was shaking.
"I came to see you, you still living at the same place, I thought that I could meet Philip ,where is he hum?"
"He's not here...How you know his name¿"
Closing the door behing him he walked towards her stopping right in front of her, being a few inches from her face looking into her eyes. She stepped back to keep some distance.
" I know everything about you really love him¿" he asked
"What?"
"Molly, I'm talking about Philip do you really love him?" and turning around he made his way to the living room and sat on the couch.
"You know his name... Why do you wanna know¿"
"I told You I know everything, I want to know because you count Molly, we had a thing, we were close for a while."
"My life is not of your business, now what do you want¿" she asked trying to seem not scared.
"And Sherlock?"
"What about him?"
"You had a big crush on him, I didn't forget how you wanted to be noticed, he didn't care at that time, he wanted you away, he just tolerated you because, you are good on what you do, but he didn't want you around him, silly Molly, you admired him, he's briliant indeed, but heartless, that day on the morgue, how he treated me was like he treated you, but he didn't know the truth about me right there, he just saw what I wanted him to see. I guess that he didn't know the truth about you too. He knew about you being desperate on have a boyfriend, but he was unaware the fact that each one that you choose was to replace him on your heart."
"Why are you telling me this things¿" Walking toward him stopping right in front him.
"You changed, why, you are not that dumb anymore, Molly. Philip made this for you, are you over Sherlock¿ but still care for him."
"What are you doing here in my home Jim?"
"Jim, you still call me Jim, I adore you Molly, you are pure, you did great job faking his dead, yes I know,keeping the secret, I was misleading, you did good to protect a man that is genius, but treat you like a garbage," standing up he was again face to face with her, she felt pain inside, because his eyes didn't have the playfullness when he arrived there, they are more big as usual and more black, and she could feel the cold of his stare, whispering he said, "I'm going to answer your questions, I want to play with Sherlock, this time I'm not gonna be a fool of you two, again," taking her hair in his hand pulling behind her ear, " Sherlock has a girlfriend Irene, ask him if he knows where she is, if he has any leads about her whereabouts, hum, if he had seeing her lately, I don't think so" and them he laugh.
"What this means¿" she asked.
"You are worried about her, Oh my, she stole your love from you and you are worried about her? Molly." Moriarty huffed shaking his head.
"Look if you did something to her ... and Sherlock isn't my love."
"No¿ Really? What can you do if I did something to Irene?"
"Sherlock is going to make you pay..."
"Molly you care so much... he doesn't, you know"
"He's my friend, don't dare do anything to her or Sherlock."
She raised her hand to slap him but he caught her arm, got more closer his lips were almost touching hers she felt his breath in her own mouth.
"Molly I'll never gonna forget how fool you made me feel, when you helped Sherlock fake his dead, he used you, put you on the fire line, for nothing because you are nothing to him, right now he is searching for Irene, because he loves her you know, and never gonna get close to feel for you the same way you did for him."
"Philip is my boyfriend, let go off me." She said trying to hide the fear behind her words.
"I know, you put him in danger too, Molly I'm gonna to get my revenge on everyone that helped Sherlock, you are on the list, you hurt me now trying to slap my face, I just came her to see how the things are going in you life... and to tell that I reserved a special revenge to you. You know what Sherlock will do when I start it, nothing because you don't matter to him."
Let her arm he kissed her forehead and walked toward the door, Moriarty opened the door and was mading himself out, but changed his mind and turned back to her to say:
"I feel sorry, no Sherlock, no Philip, no one is gonna make you happy... because they are going to die, you know, you too, he didn't have to put you in this situation, Sherlock has all blame, blame him ok before is too late. Bye Molly."
When the door was closed she blinked several times because the tears were falling down her face, her arm was hurting, Toby was near her feet, she caught the cat in her arms, she felt fear, angry, sad, all those emotions came to surface, this time she is going to Baker Street to see if that is truth about what she heard from Moriarty, she calmed herself down and tried to call Phillip to know if he was okay, but he didn't answer the call, so she left a message to him call back to her.
Now she put her shoes, a coat, and all the shopping plans were changed because she needs to go to Baker Street.
I know that he's gonna figure out something, Jim treatening her life OmG, this is so bad news,
She trusts Sherlock, he will know how to keep her calm. She thought.
She took a cab gave the address to the cab driver, how could him appear to her, he knows about everything, she still shivering of how close to her his body were his mouth almost kissing her, for a man that isn't that tall, doesn't seems to have muscles he is strong, her arms still hurting, but this is going to get better. The cab arrived on Baker Street, she paid the cab driver, didn't even bothering herself to play the door bell or to knock the door, she knew that the front door was unlocked at that time of day, she ran up stairs calling Sherlock's name.
He saw the cab through the window, he saw how fast she pull out the car and felt the pain in his chest because he knows that this day he is gonna have to play along with Moriarty, listening her voice get closer and louder he turned to her with a cold face.
"Sherlock, where is Irene?"
Caught of guard Sherlock didn't answer, "Where is she¿She's not here, why you ask?"
"Jim..." she said walking toward him, "... he said that she's missed, and you've been looking for her, is that truth?"
"What¿ you did see Moriarty again?" he said frowning to her.
"He came to my place, he said that you don't know where she is..."
"She left for a while to do her things Molly, and doesn't have time to come back but she is here Molly, he's playing with you."
"Playing¿ Sherlock he threatened my life and Philip too, because I helped you fake your death, he told that everyone that helped you is going to pay, he said to me that he's gonna kill me," the tears started to fall down her face again, "and you're telling me that he's palying with me, Sherlock this is serious."
"Molly, I don't think he's being serious about what he said, he wants to put the fear of God on you, because he knows how silly you are."
"Of course he put the fear of God on me Sherlock, he hurt me..."
When she said that Sherlock had na impulse to ask where, how, but didn't, his heart feeling so heavy on his chest again.
"I saw his big eyes so close, and there wasn't nothing there, just darkness, he was so close that I could feel his breathe in my own mouth, he intimidated me Sherlock, I'm scared, so this is why I came here, because only you can help me...us" and she started to cry again.
His actions weren't the same as his feelings, he just stayed there with analyzing her, trying to avoid her as much as he could.
"Alright Molly, I'm gonna consider this in my investigation, what we really know is that Moriarty is here in London, as you say, and wants revenge. I'm just trying to figure out why he came to you¿"
"He came because he knows all about me helping you faking your dead Sherlock!"
"I know, try to calm down Molly." And laugh with disdain.
"Calm down, ok Sherlock, I thing that you are not believing me..."
"It's not that Molly, we have the leads about him, so is possible that he's in town."
"Possible, why are you acting like that, that this is not a big deal¿"
"Because he indeed doesn't believe you, my dear..." Irene said with a big smile.
Both turned to the door to see her, Sherlock had to make some an effort to keep his face steady, Molly was took by surprised.
"Sherlock I'm late because I was so confused, there are to many dresses to buy, I couldn't decide wich one, so you see I bought many of them." She was holding many bags, "I heard you and Molly from the stairs, you said that Moriarty is here?"
"Yes he is, he came to my place and said that you was missed."
"Me? OmG! Dearest Sherlock, don't you said to her that I'm living here?"
Molly started to feel more and more confused, she look from one to another, the words of Jim were so livid on her mind, she heard everything carefully.
Sher felt something about them was off, then she decides that was her time to leave. "Fine... I go home, now I see you are safe and healthy, thank God, he was wrong. I'm going home.".
"Are you leaving, I just arrived you can stay to have dinner with us."
"No, I'm going, it was a pleasure to see you are safe Irene."
"I've always been, my dear thank you for you concern."
Sherlock that was quiet, saw Molly's behavior change when Irene said that he didn't believe her, he thought why she didn't ask him if that was true.
"Bye Sherlock..." she said making her way out, passing for Irene she smiled and nodded, disappeared on running down the stairs, Sherlock made his way to the window, to see her crossing the street walking fast, she didn't took a cab she go to home by feet.
"So he left you out" Sherlock said to Irene without looking to her, he remained watching the streets.
"Yes, he send me here to play, he knew she was coming here to see you, he wants to make sure that you are following his plan."
"I am, as you can see."
"I saw, but she knows that something is off you know¿"
"How hurt you are?"
"Much."
"I'm gonna call John to take of you"
"He tortured me, Sherlock, I don't know what hurts the most."
"What¿"
"My body, or your heart."
