Hello readers! I want to say thanks to all who are still reading along! I can't stop thinking about this story so I've motivated myself to keep writing it, I guess my laziness has gone away (that's a good thing right?) This chapter is a little short, but that' alright the next chapter will be more filling. I don't think that makes any sense... Anyways! Feel free to review I always love hearing from you!

Molly had fallen into a dreamless sleep after Sherlock comforted her the night before (He actually comforted her! Well... Maybe he just wanted to get her to shut up she wasn't sure yet) Molly was tired, her body ached and the softness of the bed made her want to lay on it forever...

"Molly wake up."

Molly felt Sherlock shake her softly which caused her to let out a groan in protest (Ok, forever was probably not an option).

"Let me sleep." she muttered angrily.

"They're looking for us." he said quickly.

The caused Molly's eyes to shoot open, she quickly sat up almost hitting her head against Sherlock's, luckily he stopped her before she could. The two stared at each other before the sound of men talking outside caused them to look up. They were talking a language she couldn't understand but she heard a knock for the room next to them followed by a voice saying something that sounded like...police?

"They're pretending to be the police?" she asked curiously.

Sherlock nodded and his eyes remained in the door, Molly shut her mouth as the men outside knocked on the door again she jumped when she heard them knock down the door to room, she guessed they were still going to check rooms regardless if anyone answered or not. Molly knew their room was next and apparently so did Sherlock. He grabbed her hand and tugged her out of bed, she grabbed her shoes as the two walked to the small window in the bathroom, Sherlock stuck his head out before looking back in the bathroom and motioning her to go to him.

"There's a fire escape. You go first, now hurry before-"

The two looked towards the direction of the door as they heard a loud knock, Sherlock didn't need to tell her twice, she placed her foot on top of Sherlock's leg as he gave her a boost through the window, the cool sea air hit her face and Molly quickly began climbing down the fire escape, once she was half way there she heard footsteps above her and saw Sherlock close behind, that made her feel a little relieved. Molly Hooper jumped down to the floor and quickly slipped on her shoes a few seconds later she was joined by Sherlock who led her towards the busy streets and away from the hotel.

"We have to leave this place." she said nervously.

After they left the hotel the two found a small cafe where they decided to come up with a plan. Sherlock had found them temporary disguises while they sat in the far corner of the cafe.

"Obviously."

Sherlock was staring down a map he had also found and was currently trying to come up with an escape plan, Molly nervously sipped her coffee and occasionally looked out the window.

"Stop that." he said sternly.

"I'm sorry, I'm just... scared."

Sherlock looked up from the map he was wearing sunglasses and a silly hat to cover up his dark hair but she could feel his eyes locked on her.

"Molly." he began, "Don't be scared. You know I won't let anything happen to you. Do you trust me?"

Molly was silent for a moment before nodding, "I trust you."

"Good."

And with that he went back to the map.

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Molly picked at her food, she wasn't very hungry and she felt to expose out here in public, but she trusted Sherlock and she knew he'd keep her safe... Well try (that counted right?) Suddenly the detective let out a grunt of frustration.

"What is it?" she said hoping she didn't sound so...panic-y

"I think... The best option is to go to Italy. Verona, Italy to be more clear."

Molly made a face, "What? Why? You are aware that we're here." she pointed at their location on the map, "And Verona is all the way over here." she dragged her finger until she found the spot.

"Yes Molly, I am aware. I know it's dangerous, but we can't call Mycroft now can we?"

"And why not!?"

"They're looking for us, who's to say they aren't monitoring the phones all over the city? The minute I try to make contact with him we'll be surrounded. I have a... confidant in Verona, well last time I got in contact with her she was in Verona. She owes me a favor and she will do it, she will find a way to get us back to London safely."

"Who's this confidant of yours."

Sherlock's lip twitch, "She's not important, all that matters is thatI helped her settle into a new life a few months back and she owes me."

"Are you sure she can help us?" she asked him curiously.

Sherlock nodded and turned his attention back to the map, "There's a train station here if we can-"

"Sherlock we don't have passports. They won't let us buy tickets..."

Sherlock let out a sigh, "Who said we were going to buy tickets? We'll sneak into the train heading for Vlore."

Molly gave him a look, "We're sneaking it the train... This doesn't seem like a very good plan."

"Trust me, Molly. They never check trains anymore once we get to Vlore we'll take the ferry to Italy and I will get in contact with her, everything should go smoothly if you follow me lead."

"Alright, Sherlock I trust you."

Molly didn't feel any better about this plan of his, but she trusted Sherlock and he promised to keep her safe... what could go wrong?