Chapter 20- Date

Molly POV

I was extremely excited to finish our date, what I'm not excited about is watching Sherlock stare off into space. Is he really in his mind place right now. It's a date just pick somewhere fancy or even behind a dumpster being served by rats.

"Sherlock if you don't pick somewhere in the next 10 seconds I'm walking into that bar topless," I threatened getting no response not even a flicker of emotions in the eyes.

"Really? Okay fine I'm going in", I fumed about to walk in until Sherlock grabbed me, picked me up, and held me against his body like holding a child. Unable to get out I had no choice but to wrap my legs around him earning an increasing amount of looks both good or bad from people walking past.

When one elderly couple decided to blatantly stare I turned to them with an apologetic smirk. " I guess I rode him too hard he broke." Shrugging unapologetically making them pick up their pace.

"Perhaps we could go to-

"Yes we can go wherever," I quickly answered Sherlock.

"Forget it," he mumbled.

Frustrated, I took his head between my hands giving him a little shake. "Listen to me," I commanded. In seconds his attention was focused back on me ."Stop overthinking. I'm here with you and I want to be. Not everything in life needs an analysis or some complex solutions. It can be just us."

Sherlock's eyes soften looking up at me. "How did you end up like this? A bit bold of you," he smirked pointing at me being wrapped around him.

"But you're mistaking my intentions. I'm in this position to squeeze the life out of you," I deadpanned.

"You know you just said something beautiful seconds ago. It can be just us," he stated quoting me back.

Squeezing him tight with my legs earning a struggling gasp. "You started it with the, a bit bold of you," I mocked back.

Gently setting me down he smiled grasping my hand. "I know what we are doing for our date. Get into the car. I have to make a few arrangements."

"It's pretty late. We can go on a date another time," I suggested getting inside the car about to close the door.

Striding over to me in a few large steps he held the car door. "We will be finishing our first date and I would love to go on another date with you. Thanks for asking," he smiled then softly kissed my lips.

Before I could protest he closed the car door making sure I was inside and swiftly pulled out his phone. He walked far enough away, so I couldn't hear anything he was planning.

Once we were in the car Sherlock showed the driver a text to keep whatever he had planned more a secret. After a little time the car finally stopped. Getting out first Sherlock extended his hand out to me and with a moment's hesitation I grabbed onto his. Funny how my hand was finally free from his but I still wanted my hand in his. I almost stupidly started to cry remembering the emptiness I felt as my parents let go of my hand for the last time choosing to do what they did when they-

"Molly? Sherlock spoke softly with concern etched on his face.

I shrugged as if it was nothing. "Let's go see what you have planned."

Looking out I was met with well not much to be honest. I'm not a picky person at all but…

"Sherlock? Um, is this the place?" I asked, a little perplexed.

"Yes" he simply replied.

"It's Hyde Park"

"Yes it is"

"And looking at the time it's closed."

"Yes and No"

"Stop answering like that. What do you mean yes and no," I snapped.

Facing me Sherlock bent down a little answering me. "Yes it closed to most but not me."

"Is this like a rich thing?"

"Yes," Sherlock replied and he must have seen my face with his short answer because he decided to explain a little more. "Being in my line of business, money, and influence does give me advantages," he continued.

"Got it but why the park after midnight. There's not much to do. Unless you want to cross some things off your bucket list. And there's no one around," I winked.

"Molly"

"Although sex in the park usually lead to some slasher killer. That could be exciting though. Let's do this," I beamed with excitement.

"Molly!" Sherlock groaned.

"That's the spirit!" I shouted with a wink.

Sherlock moved me back a little putting some distance but still held onto my shoulders.

" First off Molly this is our first date we are-

Giving him an eye roll. "So I was imagining you playing that long piano piece on my-

" Noted but from here on it we will take everything slow," Sherlock promised, taking a few steps back. "Now are you ready for your surprise? Now close your eyes."

Doing as he said I closed my eyes tight getting ready for his surprise. I felt myself being pulled back abruptly as two arms cased around me hashly. Okay this was confusing me but he didn't say open your eyes. And Sherlock said he would take it slow.

"Don't move!" he shouted aggressively, putting something cold to my face.

"You harm her and I will make you beg for death,"Sherlock threatened sounding a little distant.

" Sherlock? How did you get your voice to do that?" I asked, perplexed.

"Molly open your eyes but I need you to stay calm," he instructed. Doing as he asked I opened my eyes slowly seeing Sherlock a few steps in front of me and not behind me.

"It's not you that's holding me?!"

"Of course not how did you not know?"

"I thought you were doing a character." Then it clicked in my head I knew what the surprise is. "Wow so we are doing this fantasy. Sorry but your suppose to come in after we have sex in the park, if you do it before and interupt kind of a dick move. I mean I wouldn't give you the full amount of money."

"Molly I am not acting out some fantasy and I did not hire him," Sherlock explained.

I looked over at him and saw he was not lying. He looked worried, angry and kind of hot at the same time.

"So this is real? Well that's just great," I seethed seeing the cold object was a knife to my cheek.

Sherlock looked like he was on the verge of killing this guy, paying billions to bring him back to life, then kill him again. I was calm as a cucumber but Sherlock was about to blow a fuse. I was trained in the dojo by Shun for these situations and dealing with weapons was Jill's speciality, certain things I picked up from my adopted parents.

I saw Sherlock pull out a lot of cash showing it to the man. "I can give you lots of money no problem, just leave her unharmed," he spoke trying to diffuse the situation.

"Don't try to play hero!," the man threatened, pointing the knife at Sherlock. This was my chance to get out of his hold and disarm him.

"Listen Molly it's okay I'll keep you safe," Sherlock spoke trying to inch closer.

"Don't worry I got this," I shrugged. Quickly I grabbed the attacker's arm bringing it out to his side and back behind him twisting his arm until he dropped the knife forcing him to his knees. Having him down like this I noticed two things first he was crying and the second was the red beam pointing at him.

"Why do you continue to send my heart rate though the roof I told you I had it handled but you had to not listen," Sherlock scolded.

" Um Sherlock why is there a red beam on him?"

"It's the sniper," Sherlock stated matter of factly.

I could feel the attacker shake uncontrollably making me feel a bit sympathetic to him. "A sniper! Listen, this is getting intense for my skills. I'm going to need more money," he cried towards the hedges.

Both Sherlock and I looked at the direction to see Moriarty step out from behind. "Molly. Molly. Could you have played the part. Although that move you did was magnificent. I needed you to play the victim." Jim stated.

" I'm sorry what is going on?! You have a minute to explain before I put you in the same hold I have him in," I threaten.

"Yes and I will gladly help her,"Sherlock added.

Putting his hands up in surrender. " Fine you got me," he mocked with a nonchalant shrug. "First let him go, he's an actor I hired." I let him go letting Jim continue. " I didn't leave when we parted. I pretended to but actually just put a listening device and just followed you two. I was curious to see since the Sherly here never goes on dates. I was so bored at first then Molly suggested sex in the park and the thing about the slasher. FINALLY we were getting somewhere interesting. But then the old fashion wet blanket said no. That's when I decided to hire this actor to get some sexually frustrated and frighten energy going.

"I'm not old and we're the same age," Sherlock growled out. "And don't think i didn't hear about the listening device.

"How else was I supposed to listen in and by the way what piece were you playing when you fingered Molly?" Jim smirked, making Sherlock furious.

"Jim I appreciate trying to bring some excitement to my date but it's a bit much."

A bit in shock Sherlock spun on his heels towards me." I'm sorry. Appreciate? And we're just casually calling him by his first name?! He put you in danger by having this idiot hold a knife to you" Sherlock spoke with some rage.

"Actually it's fake but it looks very real. I sort of pride myself as a serious actor. I can play different roles too such as the jerk who pushes your girl around and you come in to rescue her. I play douchebag ranting and you say something clever. One of my favorites is a hateful sexist guy and you say something profound and I'm like wow you changed my perspective. I can play a lot of roles," the man explained.

Walking over to Sherlock I grabbed the money in his hand giving the guy half of it. "Act as if you have never seen something more beautiful," I instructed.

Quickly the man fell down to his knees in worship. "I dare not believe in a god of any sort because surely they would be jealous of your divine beauty. I shall not look up cause if i do I will have to blind myself because no image or moment in this world will compare to this. Everything compared to this moment will be dull and an empty void," he professed.

Giving him a big round of applause I gave him the rest of the money. " He's really good. I kind of want to hire him more. I could use this kind of boost confidence in the office," I smiled.

"I'll give you extra money to get out of here as quickly as possible," Sherlock commanded him. It must have been a lot cause the man was gone in a blink.

"Can't get rid of me that easily with money," Jim smirked.

"I'll tell you the piano piece," Sherlock replied. Instantly making Jim skip over to him as Sherlock whispered to him.

I couldn't hear but it made Jim grin from ear to ear and giggle. "Lucky girl," he winked at me as he walked away.

After a few minutes and also SHerlock checking to make sure Jim actually left, we were finally alone.

"I guess we are finally alone. Still curious what you had planned in the park at this time?" I asked curiously with a smile.

As if I jogged a memory Sherlock pulled at his hair. "Right, they have been waiting for my signal!"

"You're what?"

"Molly close your eyes," Sherlock instructed.

"Um last time i did that I was-

Interrupting my sentence Sherlock gently kissed my eyelids making me close them. When my eyes opened I was with a beautiful lit park in my favorite colors as an orchestra started to play. It was one of those scenes that reached down deep etched forever in you. You think he was proposing to me from such a scene.

Sherlock held my hand "Look this might not be exciting but i think it's-

"Magical. Something that seems impossible but you always hope is real and this is definitely quite brilliant."

Smiling softly at me Sherlock says, "I'm so happy you love it. Now would you like to dance?" Sherlock asked twiling me out as the orchestra started to play a new piece.

"This piece sounds familiar. Wasn't this the piece you-

"Molly don't ruin these moments," Sherlock spoke bringing me closer and gliding me around in our dance.

AN: I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Also for those you came back even though I've been out or those that just got here I thank you for reading.