An hour later Squish finished speaking. The retelling of the story had been punctuated by questions and incredulity and now she waited anxiously for him to say something. Squish looked at her boyfriend's face for any signs of a reaction. His face was troubled and when he spoke his voice was low and dark.

"Show me", she didn't ask what he wanted. She didn't have to.

Squish nodded and resigned herself to his pity. She lifted up her t-shirt and turned so her back faced him. The contrast between the mulled pink of almost healed scars and the dark red of new ones winked at Alex seductively.

He traced a thin scarlet line up her spine with a finger; he heard her breath catch a little then release. Then he noticed the initials that were adorned each of her shoulders.

"Are they… Did they?" he asked. Squish could hear the crack in his voice and she slowly realised that it came from anger as well as shock. She turned to face him and looked him fully in the eye.

"Yes." Squish said simply, "They did, but is doesn't matter right now. What does matter to me is that we're ok?"

Her eyes were big and if Sherlock had been there no doubt he would have commented on the fact that her pulse was elevated and her pupils were dilated, but Alex wasn't her father and he reassured her much more easily than Sherlock would have been able to. His arms wound around her torso and he gently pulled her to his chest where he planted a kiss on her forehead. Squish wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself as close as she could to get to his body. Alex rested his chin on the top of her head and sighed.

"What am I going to do with you?" he asked exasperatedly, "Why is my clever girlfriend asking such stupid questions?" She smiled, relieved and replied

"Maybe she thought that as a normal guy, you wouldn't want to have a girlfriend who is turning getting kidnapped by her dad's arch enemy, into a habit"

"Well" he said with a grin as he leant down to kiss her, "Isn't a good thing I'm not normal"

Next door Sherlock and Molly were also talking. Molly was curled up against Sherlock, with her head on his chest; Sherlock had his arm lazily curved around her back. His long violinist fingers were drawing circles and spirals on her back. She gazed up at him and let out a deep sigh of contentment.

"I never thought that this would happen" she said happily, Sherlock stopped the movement of his fingertips and looked down at her quizzically.

"I never thought I would actually be here" she explained, "In your bedroom. With you" She laughed nervously as the words left her mouth she covered her face with her hands, "Oh god I sound like such a nutter now"

"No." Sherlock said, moving her hands away from her face and holding them gently. His blue green held hers and she smiled. He ran one finger down one cheek and kissed her gently.

"Your mine" he said, "all mine"

His voice vibrated through his fingertips and Molly felt it run through her cheek and her heart skipped a few beats. She laid her hand on top of his and held it to her cheek.

Molly grinned happily, then her expression changed and a look of worry flashed on her face.

"What is it?" Sherlock asked as he stretched out languidly on the bed, his right arm loosely curled about Molly.

"What are you going to do about Jim?" Molly's voice was quiet.

"I don't know" Sherlock's voice was quiet and Molly felt it as his mind shifted away from her. She sighed and closed her eyes. He might be a while.

And elsewhere in 221B John Watson proposed to Mary Morstan, Mrs Hudson made tea happily because her boys were back. A little later John would open a bottle of champagne, as Sherlock would pretend to sulk at the changes that were being made in his life, while secretly being happy for his best friend. For a while at least everything would be happy and warm and safe, in the small flat where the broken had come to make their home. While outside the monsters stood in the cold and waited.

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And that's the end folks. Well I say the end; I have got an idea for a sequel so look out for that but it may be a while. Thank you to everyone who commented followed or just read it, you are all amazing. Especial thanks go to the person who made me make up this account and helped me with the story line. If the person who called this story funny reads this message, I will find you and I will kill you. Lots of love guys