This chapter is not meant to confuse. But, for all ya'll who thought this fic was being wrapped up...you were wrong. I plan on milking my muse for all she's worth. Besides I did promise that whole mole nibbling scene...I was informed by a bud of mine that I was a weirdo...but I am a woman of my word and their should probably be some sex to even out the violence...right? Well there will be a lemon if I can write one without bustin' my gut laughing the entire time I'm typing. I can only fake maturity for so long.

Disclaimer: I do not own BBC Sherlock. Do not sue, please.

She felt trapped. She always felt trapped. Life had trapped her. She did not miss the creature she had been created with. Magnussen had been a bastard. Her spouse, Caine , had been too wrapped up in his own envy of the other "Children" to properly care for Delilah. Caine had conquered. That had been the true love of his life,conquering, not Delilah. Delilah was just a trophy. It was not the way they were meant to be. Trapped with someone for all eternity that thinks of you as a trophy to be polished then tucked away. Someone who is you in the most basic sense should be more attentive. She could not leave him. Caine and her had been created at the same time. They had been bound together from the beginning. Delilah could live with the posturing and neglect. She knew her place. Played the submissive wife. Until Caine did the one thing she refused to live with; betrayal.

She remembered the night he came to her with the news. The door to her room creaked loudly when he entered. Upon hearing her Caine enter she smiled warmly up from the pages of the novel she had been perusing. His pale skin contrasted violently with his dark chocolate eyes and equally rich mahogany hair. He stood just past the threshold of her room. "She's pregnant." His deep voice rattled Delilah's ribcage. Delilah just stared unblinking at his face. His words stung more than she thought they would. Why had he done this? Did he not know of her devotion? Did he not see? "W-who?" Delilah was too stunned to be angry. In truth she never did love him. Love was something those lucky mortals had. Delilah had seen how much power they had because of love. She had envied them. Maybe Caine had too? "The human woman, Lucy. I will marry her." He always was a bastard." You must accommodate her stay while she lives out her mortal life here. She bears my child after all. " Caine was so detached and domineering as he turned out of the room.

That was when Delilah made a decision on her own for the first time in her long life."No Caine I will not be accommodating any longer. " She decided to leave her husband.

Back at Baker Street:

Sherlock's logical brain had become overwhelmed and shut it's self off. It seemed to be a sort of defense mechanism in his new life. Strange instincts took over and they were screaming. "MMMMMMMOOOOOOOLLLLLLLYYYYYYY" He or his instincts bellowed out into the night sky. Snow began to fall white and pure. Wiggins slowly bent down placing Molly at Sherlock's feet and slowly backed up. Anderson was still huddled behind Wiggins,whimpering. Sherlock's eyes softened when he noticed Molly's body laying at his feet. Watching her chest moving up and down, calmed him. Engrossed in watching his wife breathe,Sherlock failed to notice his minions flee off into the night.

Sherlock knelt in front of Molly's slumbering form.

How she still lay in peace after what she had just experienced even Sherlock bloody Holmes didn't question. Really did it matter? Softly his finger tips caressed her face. She was a fragile china tea set made more beautiful by her uses. His arms came around the back of her torso and head. One hand cradling her head the other pressing her firmly against his torso. His almond shaped eyes never left her face.

"Molly dearest?" He whispered like a prayer.

(AN) Please review sweeties! rayofmoonlight2 needs some emotional support. Lol. Oh and I have no idea when or where this is gonna end I'm already planning a sequel if ya'll want it...or if I want it. Or this will just be uber long...idk. Peace!