Wow! I can't believe the reviews! The Sherlock fandom is so much better at them than the Glee fandom. You told me to continue, so here I go. Thank you I'm here all my life *bows*

Molly had come home from the shops one evening to discover that Sherlock was in the shower, feeling upset and anxious after having a particularly distressing phone call from John she decided that she would embrace this alone time and blast out a few of her songs. Not that she would admit it, but Molly loved dancing. Well not dance per se, more going wherever the music takes you. It's a great stress reliever and it's fun exercise. She got changed into a pair of baggy tracksuit bottoms and a bright pink T-shirt that said 'Dance like nobodies watching' and pressed play on her IPod dock, letting herself get lost in the music.

During a particularly embarrassing rendition of 'Rio' by Duran duran, she heard the door creak open and screamed, running to turn the music off.

'Molly...' Sherlock looked at her with an expression of shock.

'Oh my god Sherlock! You did not see that okay? It's just that, well, uuhh...'

Sherlock shushed her. 'You are a fan of Duran Duran? I always put you down as a top 40's kind of girl, hmm I guess I can't even know a person fully.' Completely discarding the fact that he had just caught his new flat mate in a terribly embarrassing predicament Sherlock pulled her Ipod out of it's place on the dock and scrolled through her song list until he came to a song titled Molly and Sherlock's song.

'Molly? Why do you have a song on here for us?' he asked slightly worried for the girl's sanity. He expected a fluster or stumbling on Molly's part, but she mirrored his confused look.

'I've never even heard it before, play it and see what it is.' She said anxiously as the detective hit play. But no music came.

Hey hot stuff...and you too Molly, how nice of me to let you hear my voice! A horrific yet familiar Irish voice spoke.

I suppose that you're wondering why I'm not dead...or am I? This might be my ghost talking. ANYWHO! Now that you Sherlock, are living with Molly, I felt the need to let yourself know what you're getting into. First and for most, she is unhealthily obsessed with you, like CLINICALY. Oh and if you try to use that as an advantage then you're wrong. Molly is a prude, can you believe that she didn't sleep with me. Seriously it would be easier to tell Watson you're alive and do him instead. Anyway Molly is also rubbish at cooking, I hope you enjoy prison food or take away!

Don't worry Molly, your knight in shining armour will get flustered during this recording too. You do know my dear that he manipulates you into doing as he asks simply because he knows that you can't resist him, you're like his lapdog only even more sexless, he also steals from the morgue, where else do you think those body parts in his fridge came from?

Sherlock, I am here and I am watching you. I should kill everyone in your life purely because you didn't die, but since everyone thinks you are a fraud I will let you off the hook...you can choose who I kill! Wow, isn't this exiting! Okay so here are your choices.

a) Molly

b) John

...WAIT! there is no c!

You see Sherlock, you can't be allowed to go on, you just can't. You have 24 hours, text me the 'deets' LATER HOLMES BOY!

Once the message had played Molly looked at Sherlock with an expression of horror. There were no words for this moment, the pair were too in shock to really process any words. A solid five minutes passed before either one of them spoke, it was Sherlock who broke the silence.

'Pass me my phone.' Sherlock said, no emotion clear on his face.

'Why? What are you going to do? Sherlock why would he do that?'

'He knows I have gotten close to you, he is everywhere. Did I ever tell you that he hid cameras around 221B before the fall?' he said grabbing his phone. At that moment, Molly's phone buzzed as it received a text message.

From: Jim

He's right you know, I hid one in the book case before the spoil sport found it

She ignored this for now, she was more wary of the fact that Sherlock was texting. 'Sherlock what are you saying?' No answer. 'Sherlock ANSWER ME!' before Molly could protest any further, Sherlock got up and walked out of the flat.

Molly's mind was racing, what if someone saw him? What if Moriarty came for her.

'What are you doing?' She said. 'I know you can here me Jim, tell me what you are playing at and what Sherlock is doing right now!'

Buzz.

From: Jim

Sherlock has been a bad boy, he can't choose. Well if you can't make a decision you may as well take all right? I will tell you though that his text said this...'Take me, leave John and Molly alone.' Aww how sweet, but he wasn't on the list, too bad really : ) Thanks for talking to me Molly, nice to know that even though we have broken up we can still be friends : ) xxxx –JM

Molly grabbed her phone and started texting Sherlock.

To Sherlock x:

Let it be me, I have no life, I live alone with my cat for crying out loud! Go back to John, have a nice life, just remember me okay?

To Moriarty

I'll meet you at the pool at midnight, take me and leave John.

-In a concealed street-

Sherlock received the message from Molly, he read it and could not believe that she would think so little of herself.

To Molly:

Don't say that, you have everything to live for. This is my mistake and I will pay, comfort John for me, but don't tell him I was alive after the fall. Molly, there is something you need to know, I wanted to thank you for these past few days and say that you are a beautiful, strong woman and that I...

Sherlock saw a small red spot appear on his phone, before he could process this, the phone shattered suddenly. Sherlock cursed inwardly at the fact that he could not communicate with Molly whilst Jim and his snipers were watching. A near by telephone box started ringing, Sherlock knew who it was.

Moriarty.

Sherlock dear! How are you?

Take me, leave the others.

But sweetie, I want to prove to you that you have a heart.

It doesn't take a death to do that. It doesn't take you to help me see that either.

What? You're not! Are you? You love that girl! Oh my my Sherlock, I thought you were better than that, better than the ordinary people.

No, of course not, I don't need to find my heart, it doesn't matter to me.

Then why are you willing to give up your life for other people then? If you have no heart just let them die!

There is a difference between no heart and evil.

But we both know that's not true don't we Sherlock. I'll consider your offer, meet me at the pool. Midnight.

Jim pulled out his mobile.

To Molly Moo-Moo :

Be there or be square :)