John ran round the back of the building, reaching the back door with a few seconds to spare. He pressed against the wall beside the door, steeling himself up for what was possibly the stupidest thing he'd ever do, hoping it would work. The door swung open and John made his move, stepping up behind Dimitri and pressing the cool metal to the back of his head.

"Game over Dimitri. Now let the girl go." He instructed coolly.

"Ah, Doctor Watson, I wondered when you'd show" Dimitri said pleasantly, not moving to attack or surrender.

*Click* "I'm not playing here Dimitri, let her go or I will shoot" John commanded.

Everything was still for a tense few seconds, then Dimitri threw Molly away from him, ducking his head away from John's weapon and spinning to attack. John was faster though, and smacked him round the head with the heavy metal stapler he had been holding all along, effectively knocking him out.

Suddenly the room was a flurry of activity: men rushing forward to apprehend Dimitri and secure the room and take care of Molly. John started to go to her, but was stopped by the captain approaching him.

"Good work Dr Watson, even if it was foolish and reckless." He said, his voice torn between approval and disapproval.

"Yeah, thanks, won't happen again" John nodded, his eyes flitting away to Molly. The Captain saw his concern and nodded his assent for John to go. John handed him the stapler and walked away. He made his way over to Molly, nodding to the men with her, who gave them some space. As soon as she saw him, Molly dived into his arms.

"I knew you'd come" She said into his chest.

John smiled slightly, hugging her gently in return. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here any sooner. Are you okay? They didn't hurt you too badly, did they?" He asked, pulling her back slightly to examine her.

"I'm fine, just a few bruises" She assured him "I…It… it wasn't as bad as I made it sound on the video, I-"

"I know" John told her, his eyes communicating what he couldn't say. He told me.

Molly nodded and smiled shyly. For a second there was an awkwardness between them. The part of John playing her boyfriend felt he should hold her again, but the soldier part of him was unsure if it was appropriate. Then he noticed the way she was still trembling slightly, and his decision was made. He pulled her gently back against his chest and she relaxed into him, closing her eyes.

"Dr Watson. We're all done here, we need to head back to the station." A young officer came up and told him, causing them to break apart again.

"Okay. Well, um… would it be alright if I take Molly home first, get her settled? I'll go back to the station later to return the uniform and give my report." John asked.

"Let me check" The officer asked, running off again. His request was granted, and after handing in his Taser and medical kit they were able to leave.

When they opened the door to Molly's flat, John wasn't at all surprised to find Sherlock waiting for them.

"Molly. I'm so sorry I couldn't come." He said, the sincerity clear in his voice.

"I understand" Molly immediately reassured him with a nod, looking at him longingly. To John's surprise Sherlock held his arms out to her, and she rushed into them, clinging to him as she had to John less than an hour ago. She let herself go completely, allowing the ordeal to catch up with her and sobbing into his chest. Sherlock didn't even tell her off for being so emotional after it was over, just bought a hand up to her hair, gently stroking. John knew Molly found having her hair stroked or brushed relaxing, she had told him once on one of their pretend dates. But he was surprised Sherlock would know, or that he'd saved the information. It seemed like the kind of trivial thing he would normally delete.

"Right, well I supposed I'd better head back to the station. Need to give my report to Lestrade." John said awkwardly, looking away.

"Yes" Sherlock agreed, letting his hand fall from Molly's hair and settle on her back instead "But hurry back, I need to hear your report myself while it's still fresh in your mind"

"Okay" John said, turning and letting himself out. He paused momentarily outside the door, considering what he had seen between Sherlock and Molly. Something had definitely changed in their relationship since the fall. John wasn't sure what he felt about that. Was it awkwardness to be pretending to date Molly if there was actually something between her and Sherlock? Or maybe it was jealousy, maybe he had started to get attached to the idea of Molly as his girlfriend and was jealous seeing her in another man's arms? Or maybe it wasn't Molly at all, maybe he was jealous Sherlock had a new best friend when that was his job. No, that was silly. John shook away his thoughts of Sherlock and Molly and started heading for Scotland Yard, thinking about what he would say in his report.

AN: 5 points and a shout-out to anyone who can tell me what film features the stapler as pretend gun trick. Clue: It's a film about another of the worlds greatest detectives ;) Now there's a cross-over i would love to see!