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Chapter 5: A Day in New York

(Molly's POV)

I opened my eyes blinking away sleep, and looked around at the unfamiliar room. What happened? Then a bunch of memories came rushing back, meeting Loki, the fight with Sherlock, Loki taking me to his house. I heard a knock on the door and panicked, quickly got dressed.

"You awake?" I heard a voice ask

"Yes Loki, I'm up" I replied

"Good" he said with a small smile "I didn't want to wake you"

"I'm fine thanks. Umm I need to be back at STARK Towers now" I said quickly and started putting on my boots.

"No, you can stay with me."

"Actually I have to go, Sherlock will be worried and I need to get back, have a shower and put on some clean clothes."

"You can do that all here" He said

"No I need to get back" I said

"No you will stay here" He said harshly

"Ok," I said realizing that he would never let me out of here "Could you get me a coffee then please?"

"Ok" He said calming down a bit "How do you like it?"

"Black, two sugars" I said with a small smile remembering back to when I got Sherlock that exact same coffee.

"I will be back soon" he said.

Once he left the room I quickly looked out the window and saw it was around midnight and I was in an apartment at least ten stories up. I looked out of the room and saw the front door; I quietly walked towards it and saw Loki in the kitchen making the coffee. He really was so sweet and nice, but I needed to get back to Sherlock and this was my only chance. I took one last glance at the man who saved my life and quickly ducked out the front door, taking the elevator down to the lobby. I ran out onto the road and around the corner out of Loki's sight, having no idea where I was and I had no money to catch a cab. I looked in my pockets and saw I still had my phone. I thought about my options and realized no matter how much I hated it, Sherlock was my only ride out of here.

"Sherlock?" I said when he answered the phone

"Molly! Oh thank god, I was so worried! Where are you now? I will come get you" he asked in a panicked voice

I explained the general area and he got one of Mycroft's men to drive him to where I was. I waited in the cold for Sherlock to arrive and wrapped my thin cardigan tighter around me, wishing I had worn warmer clothes.

"Molly! Come on! Get in the car" Sherlock shouted and I followed his orders and got into the car

"Did he hurt you at all?" He asked, his eyes grazing over my body looking for any bruises, seeing my bruised knuckles

"No, no, Sherlock, I told you he saved my life and I just needed a ride home okay?" I snapped

"He could have killed you Molly! He's a psychopath!" Sherlock protested

"No he's not! I know he wouldn't have hurt me!" I yelled

"Fine" Sherlock said accepting defeat "All I care about is that you are safe"

"I'm fine Sherlock" I said and cuddled up to him realizing that though we are just gonna fight about Loki later, I might as well make the most of Sherlock not fighting back for once.

He wrapped his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder and I once again drifted to sleep lying on him. As I was just on the brink of sleep I swore I heard him whisper "I love you"

Did he really just say that? I thought as sleep overtook me.

(Sherlock's POV)

When's Molly going to come home? It's midnight, she should have called by now. What did Loki do to her? Millions of horrible ideas ran through my head and the ring of my phone interrupted these as I picked it up quickly.

"Sherlock?" I heard her say weakly. She was ok; I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders at the thought of this.

"Molly! Oh thank god, I was so worried! Where are you now? I will come get you" I said as relief overtook me. I got one of Mycroft's men to take me to pick her up once she gave me directions. I looked out of the window and saw her shivering on the street corner. Loki! What had he done to her?

I called her into the car and scanned her body for injuries noticing her bruised knuckles, I immediately assumed the worst.

"Did he hurt you at all?" I asked in a panic

"No, no, Sherlock, I told you he saved my life and I just needed a ride home okay?" She said. Was she still going on about that? Argh! She couldn't figure out that he never meant to save her?

"He could have killed you Molly! He's a psychopath!" I shouted in response

"No he's not! I know he wouldn't have hurt me!" She shouted anger evident in her eyes. I knew I was not going to win this fight and at least she was safe next to me at the moment and not with him.

"Fine" I said accepting defeat "All I care about is that you are safe"

"I'm fine Sherlock" she said and cuddled up to me and I put my arm around her as she fell asleep.

"I love you" I whispered even though I knew she wouldn't hear me. I pulled her closer to me and finally relaxed after a day full of worry and fear. I thought of Loki and tensed in anger how could he leave her on the corner to freeze to death?

But I had Molly in my arms and that's all that matters at the moment, the rest I can deal with later.