Chapter 2: Mistakes Made
Sherlock sat in his flat with his hands pressed together in a prayer like manner as the tips of his fingers rested against his chin as he rested his eyes,
"He hasn't said a word" John told Mycroft in a sad tone and the elder Holmes sighed,
"I'm not surprised, It is a normal reaction to have a loss for words when one looses someone close to them" he said and John sighed as he went into the kitchen leaving Mycroft to have a moment with Sherlock,
"I know this is a hard time for you, brother mine but the situation demands that I must ask you about the equation, Miss Hooper's killer was after" he told him gently,
"Molly" Sherlock said firmly,
"Her name was Molly" he corrected causing Mycroft to sigh,
"I know you cared for her..." he tried,
"She was my friend and it's my fault she's dead" he said firmly with an expression of anger,
"There was nothing you could have done, Little brother" Mycroft told him before leaning forward,
"I need to know about the equation, Sherlock. I need to know of its importance" Mycroft expressed and Sherlock looked at him sharply,
"Of course, that's all you care about so what the hell. Molly's dead so what. You want the equation? Ok then!" he yelled causing him to stand quickly and he went to a chalk board that had been in flat 221B for the past 3 weeks,
"Sherlock" John tried but he simply picked up a piece of chalk and started scratching away at the board.
Sherlock scratched lines and lines of numbers within bracket mixed with symbols, creating an equation that could easily be thought to be the language of some alien race from another planet, It was only when Sherlock had finished did Mycroft's eyes widen in shock and he stood slowly,
"That's not possible" Mycroft murmured quietly and John looked confused but curious,
"Why? what important about a few squiggly lines and symbols?" John asked causing Mycroft to look at him horrified,
"Those squiggly line and symbols, as you so unintelligently put it is an expanded equation of how one would be able to expand a single worm hole into different directions" Mycroft said causing John to raise an eyebrow,
"And in English, Mycroft?" he pressed sarcastically causing the elder Holmes to roll his eyes,
"This equation Doctor Watson shows that my little brother has succeeded where many scientists have failed. By expanding an equation by a few simple calculations my brother has discovered how to develop worm holes into various different pathways" Mycroft expressed with a smile of pure excitement but John still looked confused as Mycroft left the room, dialling his phone,
"What's he going on about, Sherlock?" he asked and Sherlock gave a bored expression,
"It's an equation that can be used to alter the nature of worm holes in space so that people could use them to travel to various destinations in space and time" he said simply causing John's eyes to widen,
"You've got to be kidding me. Sherlock, did you just invent time travel?!" John demanded and Sherlock was silent for a moment before looking at the equation, his eyes squinting in thought before they widened and he stood quickly,
"John... That's it!" he yelled, approaching the chalk board, analysing the equation,
"That gunman was working for some group of morons wanting to use this equation to end lives but now... I'm going to do the exact opposite" Sherlock proclaimed,
"Mycroft!" he yelled before grabbing his coat and John looked really confused,
"Sherlock, can you please tell me what the hell is going on?!" he demanded and Sherlock aimed a bright smile at his friend,
"I'm gonna bring Molly Hooper back to life" he said,
"I'm gonna travel in time" he expressed.
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