OK after you read this chapter you are going to hate me. sorry. also it is pathetically short after making you wait for a day. another piece of bad news, i will be unable to update until Monday at the latest. so you may have to wait 3 days for the next instalment i am so evil. on the bright side, i have almost finished writing it! all i need to do is type it up.

The Doctor was pacing again.

"I can't let them have you Sherlock, I can't!"

It had been 10 minutes since the phone call. Sherlock's face was a blank mask as his future was mapped out for him. His long arms were curled protectively around Molly. John was sitting on the chair Molly had vacated.

"Doctor" said Sherlock quietly

the Doctor either didn't hear or ignored him.

"Doctor!" bellowed Sherlock so that John jumped. The Doctor finally stopped pacing and looked at Sherlock

"I know what you're thinking Sherlock" he sighed "and the answers no. I am not letting you give yourself up"

"it is the only logical solution"

The Doctor knew it was the only way of getting Clara back, and Sherlock knew he knew that. Sherlock looked down at Molly.

"You trust me don't you?" she looked scared but she nodded

"John, you trust me?"

John nodded and stood up Sherlock looked the Doctor straight in the eye.

"Trust me. Trust me to do this."

The Doctor was still but slowly nodded

"ok. Get into the TARDIS!"

John and Molly both ran in but Sherlock stopped. His eyes widened slightly but he nodded and went inside. He joined the Doctor by the console.

"Like it?" asked the Doctor, in rather the same way Sherlock had asked John about his blog.

"It's smaller on the outside" stated Sherlock.

Before Sherlock could reply, Molly spoke:

"you've changed the desktop- I like it" . The Doctor smiled and started to dash around the console. Sherlock looked on in distaste.

"Are you sure you're flying this right?"

"A thousand years in, I'm coping!"

"Then why is it so shaky?"

"Because I threw the manual into a supernova!"

"Why?"

"Because I disagreed with it!"

John looked slightly more comfortable than Sherlock, but then he had already been on the TARDIS. Molly was the most energetic of them all. Finally smiling again, she was grinning like a mad man. Sherlock could guess why. This had been her home and she had loved every minute of it. It seemed there was more to his Molly Hooper than he first thought. The time rotor moved up and down and stopped

"We've landed!" announced the Doctor. Sherlock rolled his eyes. As if they didn't know that. The Doctor opened the door and stepped out, the others following him. The place they were in was rather like an arena, somewhere where a rock bad may have performed. Not now though. The whole place was covered in dust. There were 3 figures on the stage. The Master stepped forward

"You came! Isn't that great?"

"Hiiii shwrlock" came the chilling Irish voice as Moriarty also stepped forward. He smiled like a shark eying his prey.

"Here for your little friend?"

A spot light came on and shone onto Clara. Apart from a few fresh bruises, she looked fine. She smiled, a little hesitantly, at them.

"Doctor we will give you Miss Oswald, as soon as you give us Mr Holmes"

"what happens if I refuse?" asked the Doctor. He seemed calm and cool, but Sherlock could see his shaking hands

"you won't" Moriarty smirked "if you do Miss Oswald will be taking a little trip downstairs" the light on Clara intensified, showing she was standing on a metallic trapdoor.

"Clara-"John whispered. Sherlock began to walk forward. John was his best friend; he couldn't leave him without Clara. If he did this the Doctor would take the people he loved onto his TARDIS and save them. Both Molly and the Doctor tried to stop him but he shrugged them off. He knew what he was doing.

"Oh Sherlock, the noble Sherlock, giving his life for a woman he barely knows!" snickered the Master "And what for?" sneered Moriarty "because his little pet has found someone else? What did I tell you at the pool? I will burn the heart out of you Sherlock"

"I don't have a heart, that's what I told you"

"yes you do Sherlock, and she's standing right there. Don't think I haven't noticed" Sherlock said nothing. The corner of Moriarty's mouth twitched and Sherlock struck. He pulled the thin scalpel he had pocketed from the morgue from his pocket and held it against Moriarty's neck. The consulting criminal didn't resist.

"You will not hurt them!" he hissed in the man's ear. Louder he said "Master, you will let the others go, Clara, John, Molly and the Doctor, or I will kill Moriarty. Then you will let me walk out. I am not being your trigger."

The Master grinned evilly "wrong answer Sherlock."

He pulled out a large device and pressed the large red button in the middle. There was a clanking sound, and then Clara fell. Time slowed down. The Doctor cried out "NO!" and Molly screamed. Without missing a second, John ran to the edge and jumped in after her.

MWAHAMAWHAMWAHA! i am very very cruel. at least i won't keep you waiting for 3 years, although i now see why moffat likes it so much! please review!