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sherlollyandspoilers · 1 year ago

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We're worth it, Chapter 22, January 6th and 9th

Chapters 1 through 21 of We’re worth it can be found here. Here be Dragons is the original fic that this fic is a companion piece for - HBD timeline: beginning of Chapter 18

A couple days later, January 6th

Molly’s phone chimed.

Baker Street 630 – S

You really want to celebrate your birthday at Baker Street? - M

Yes – S

630 – S

Molly stood at the bottom of the stairs, cursing herself for hesitating. All of the moments of when she had been here before flooded through her mind. The night she had come looking for answers, the day she had called him a junkie, and a year ago when she thought it would be the last time they were together. She hadn’t been back since. The guilt and shame she felt about those days were still overwhelming at times but they were working on it.

Snapping out of her head she noticed a note was tapped to the banister, Sherlock’s writing scrawled across it.

Stop over thinking. It’s my birthday.

She shook her head, smiling at how well he knew her. Tucking the note in her bag she hurried up the stairs.

He guided her over to the chair and helped her sit down as he knelt in front of her. “I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about everything that you have said to me here, in this room...the good and the bad.” She swallowed hard, the guilt and shame threatening to swim back in again. “I’ve also spent a lot of time thinking about everything that I have done to make you say those things….I once said to you that I wanted to be better. I had no clue then what it would take but I’m working on it now. You have given me a reason to be better.” Reaching into his pocket he pulled out her ring box. “I’m not perfect, but neither are you and while I could list everything that I adore about you, that is the thing that I love the most.”

Tears were streaming down her face as she looked at him. Of everything she had been anticipating for tonight, this had not been it.

“Before you say anything else,” she interrupted, “I need to say this…I never expected you.” She placed a hand on his cheek. “What I had imagined for my life never came close to this…if someone had told me that I would love someone, care for someone, like I do for you, like I crave you, I wouldn’t have been able to believe them.” She rubbed her thumb across his lips. “Sherlock Holmes, what I feel for you…this is a once in a lifetime thing and I don’t want to miss a second of it again.”

“Molly Hooper,” he smiled before opening the box, “will you marry me?”

“Yes, of course, yes!”

January 9th

“This has been a long time coming for you both.” June smiled as Molly showed her the engagement ring. “Anything either of you feel you want to discuss with this?” They both gave her confused looks. “Don’t give me those looks…you know how you two are.”

Molly considered this for a moment, before nodding in agreement. “Right before you forgave me for keeping my pregnancy a secret, I asked you when I was getting my ring back.” She turned to Sherlock and he waited for her to go on. “You told me that you still had things to do before you deserved to see it on my hand…do you mind sharing what those things were?”

He gave her a curt nod. “I had felt like a failure as a father to Willamina and even to Greyson before he was born along with feeling like a failure as your partner…and while I still question almost every move I make, I can feel your trust and I know that you see the changes I am making to be better for us…I knew I wanted to give you the ring back after we discussed the kids staying home with me.”

June nodded. “You are starting to see yourself the way Molly sees you.”

Sherlock gave her a skeptical look. “I don’t know that I would go as far as to say that…sometimes I still think she is making a mistake being with me.” Molly scoffed, offended by the idea.

June rolled her eyes at him, “You two really just want to make sure that I have a job for a long time, don’t you?”

@simplyshelbs16xoxo here you go! I have two more chapters already written - just need time to edit :)

#kate writes #sherlolly #isb

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the-fiction-witch · 4 years ago

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Move

TV SHOW ACCUSED

COUPLE JAKE X READER

RATING SWEET

I sat on my bed doing some drawing grabbing my phone as it went off.

Darling and BabyGirl : Hi Honey X are you coming round tonight?

Me : I hope so x I'll see you after dinner I promise darling XX

"Jake! Come down I need a word with you!" My mother yells from downstairs I sighed putting my stuff down on my bed and tucking my phone in my back pocket and heading down the stairs

"What's up mum?" I asked leaning on the banister as I couldn't be bothered to go all the way downstairs if I didn't need to

"Start packing" she says

"What?" I asked in shock

"Start parking we are going to stay at your uncle lukes for a few days" she says

"Why?" I asked

"Because with everything going on, we can't stay here...it's not safe" she says "we're moving. Until we get things sorted we're staying with your uncle luke"

"What! No! Mum I can't!" I told her coming down to the living room where she was sorting things

"What why not?" She asks

"Look mum I can't tell you why not but I can't go anywhere" I tell her "not right now"

"Why not?" She asks

"I can't go anywhere right now, I can't do anything I have to stay here, not even to Uncle Luke's it's too far" I explain

"Jake what are you talking about?" She asks

"Look I know it's a… bad time around here but I have to stay here I can go anywhere" I told her

"Till when?" My gran asks "alright Mr boss when can we go? When can we move house according to you?"

"We can't go anywhere till..

After the end of next month, at the earliest"

"Why not Jake! Tell me this minute why not!" She yelled

"Because of y/n!" I yelled back

"Y/n? Who's y/n?" My mum asked

"I can't-" I began

"Who is y/n!" She yells "who's y/n Jake?"

"I- I can't… fine" I sighed grabbing my jacket "you wanna know who y/n is? Get your Jacket" I sighed running upstairs and grabbing my keys rushing off down stairs they were both ready so I sighed and headed off towards the inner city, they followed me talking amongst themselves as we did till we got to the building.

"Jake what's going on?" My mother spoke up"

"Just… you wanna know your gonna know" I sighed as we stood on the lift and I got my keys fiddling around with them in my hand

"Those aren't your house keys?" My gran asks

"There not," I sighed "there for the flat"

The doors opened so I for out and lead them down the long corridor to the little door unlocking it with my key and holding the handle "please don't shout at her… she's scared enough right now" I told them before I opened the door and let them inside seeing her sat on the sofa her blanket tucked around her whole she watched TV with a bowl of popcorn.

"Oohh you're Early" she smiled at me

"Hi darling" I smiled going and giving her head a little kiss before going to shut and lock the door again "uuhh mum, gran, this is y/n"

"Uhh hello" y/n smiled waving a little at them

"Hi love" my gran smiled

"What is all this about? This is y/n? Why is she calling the shots of our lives?' my mother asked clearly still annoyed

"Y/n… I don't think we can hide it anymore" I told her going over to her she nodded and moved the blanket away so I helped her up to stand even if her feet hurt her every step

"Mum, gran. This is y/n, and uhh and ohh what did we decide on?" I asked her

"Willamina, Jake remember" y/n giggled

"Right, willamina" I smiled holding her baby bump my mum looked in tears and my gran surprised

"How far along are you love?" My gran asks

"About eight months now, I've got another appointment tomorrow to check it's all going alright and to check on my due date" she smiled

"I can't leave her mum" I told her "not now…"

"It's yours?" My mum asked and I nodded

"Your seventeen!" She yelled

"I know… but so is she" I admit it was silent a moment

"You know it's a girl?" My gran asks

"I had my scan already," y/n smiled going to her fridge and handing my mum and gran the picture she got from the doctor "it's a little girl, she's health, they think she'll be due mid next month" she smiled

"I can't leave her mum, it's my baby, it's my fault for being a self centered idiot, I can't abandon her and the baby, and I if we were to move… I Wanna take them with me, I couldn't leave them, and even then not just after she's given birth, I'm sure I don't have to tell you how bad the idea of moving with a newborn is''

"Then what do we do?" Gran asks

"We get are arses in gear, we pack up and move before the baby comes… all of us. We find somewhere better for willamina" my mum smiled.

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randydrengot · 4 years ago

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The Comfort of Family

Closed Starter for: Willamina Moreau ( @priestessofthethree )

Where: Glasswater Magaesterium

When: Two weeks before the Eclipse

The Magaesterium-cum-Library of Glasswater was a sight to behold. Situated in the center of Glasswater, the structure was five buildings connected at the second and third floor by covered walkways, and the fourth floor was an arched dome with an oculus at its heart. The buildings themselves were situated in a pentagon with a courtyard in the middle that held a star-shaped fountain. Around the edges of the courtyard, and lining the streets that branched between the buildings, were street vendors and merchants who came daily to hawk their wares. A couple towers still showed signs of being repaired. Randulf marveled that the damage done in the attack was minimal. Their wards were not to be taken lightly in any place yet especially here with its magically imbued stones that had stood for millenia. The rebellion was foolhardy to attack this place. That they had even tried showed just how much of a fool they’d made of him. What even was the point of attacking buildings that held knowledge? That was a place of learning? It made little sense for a movement that claimed to want to help those oppressed when only those who wished to oppress attacked such places.

What other truths of the movement had been hidden from those who’d joined with good intentions in their hearts?

Shaking off that thought, he took a moment to get his bearings. This wasn’t a place he came to often whether it was in Elysi or elsewhere. Randulf’s personal views on magic didn’t align with what the academia taught nor with most of the populace of Vailar. He tried not to share them too often given that it often brought an unpleasant response from others. Or a headache in the form of a lecture if the person overhearing happened to be part of the Magaesterium itself. Of course, his visits here of late had nothing to do with magic.

Having Willamina this close was a treat. He’d not gotten to visit with her this often when she was visiting the other kingdoms or out in the desert of Elysi. The first and second floors of each tower held libraries dedicated to different genres while the third were used for educational purposes. Of course, even with having been here more than once in the past month that didn’t keep him from getting turned around. Plus, he wasn’t sure exactly where his daughter was at this exact moment.

“Excuse me,” Randulf stopped one of the magus walking by — the symbol on their robe declaring them a Professor — to ask for directions. “I’m trying to find someone. She is a visiting Priestess of the Infinite Three.”

Willamina had told him before that the faculty knew of her presence which only made sense as she needed permission to study here.

#kc c: willamina moreau #c: randy's ships: the sun shining on the rain #c: randulf drengot #c: randulf's threads: The Comfort of Family

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littleangel4996 · 5 years ago

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Sangtuary

Vampire! Michael and Jeffrey X vampire/human!Reader and Divine

Summary: This is the story of how the (y/l/n) sisters were born

Warning: mentions of rape, torture, breeding. Death of a mother. This prologue is very dark so be prepared.( But in the end it gets better)

As children, we were told stories of monsters hiding under our beds. Sometimes hiding in our closets. And sometimes lurking in darkness.

5 years ago, a 19 year old Catholic girl named (y/m/n) was walking home late at night from a Bible study at her family church. Then a man dressed in black from top to bottom who had piercing blue eyes and a woman dressed in purple with fiery red hair kidnapped her and taken to an abandoned house in the forest where no one could find them. This man was a beast . A cruel monster with no heart or a damn soul. His name was John Henry, a vampire from vlad the impaler's time had enslaved (y/m/n) by raping and torturing her. He also used her for breeding. The woman that was helping him was Ms Willamina Venable, John Henry's most trusted Ally since the 1800. Willamina is just like John but more cruel. She used to beat little children especially women too and sold them off to whoever the stranger wad she didn't care as long as money was in her hands.

On October 31st 1996, The first child she had was (Y/f/n) who had her mother's eyes and hair. Then 2 years ago, (y/m/n) was expecting a second child on April 9th. This hasn't been the first time John has done this. He had been enslaving young woman (especially virgins) to create an army of vampire children of his own to rule the world. But all of them had miscarriages or they commit suicide before they have a child with that cruel monster. (Y/m/n) was the first to carry John's children.

Though you would think he had a heart once as a human. No, he had not. Even when he was a human he would rape and murder innocence just like the other woman from this day.

One night, John Henry went out for a drive probably to find another victim to feed off on leaving (y/m/n) chained to the bed as Venable watched her as she laughed at her pleas.

Oh how she prayed every night for someone to come save her and her babies, she did not know how much she can take. (Y/m/n) knew her daughter and unborn baby will be half vampire and human, she would still love them and even try to raise them to not be like their father if he lets her live which she doubts. Finally, God answered her. Before Venable was about to raise her cain at her as a woman named Elizabeth aka the countess shot Ms Venable in the hunchback, rescuing her and her baby daughter away from John Henry and Venable. The Countess found out about John and Ms Venable and what they've been planning. She couldn't let them get away.

With the help of an older woman named Miriam mead, part of a vampire order who Elizabeth contacted about John Henry and Ms Venable. She followed him to the gas station slicing his back ankles and finally slicing his throat and before she burned him to ashes she had told him with a sneering deadly voice " You will never rule".

The Countess has took them under her wing by letting them live with her at the hotel cortez.

Of course (Y/m/n) could not refuse because she had nowhere else to go, not even her parents house. If they ever found out she was carrying the vampire's daughters they would make her get rid of them and (y/m/n) could not have the heart to do that.

A week later, (y/m/n) died after having her second daughter on the day she was expecting with the help of Ms Evers and Elizabeth. But before she can pass, she named her baby Divine Chastity (y/l/n).

As Elizabeth swore to the girl's mother that she will watch and protect those girls, she has raised them like she raised her baby son.

Iris had volunteered to homeschool the girls learning history, math and English on the weekends. She would reward them by giving them candy of their favorite.

The weekends, the girls would go exploring around the hotel greeting everyone such as James March, Liz Taylor, Sally, Ms Evers and their lovely teacher iris. And sometimes Ramona when she comes to visit the girls and bring them gifts or taking the girls and Elizabeth out. Elizabeth and her were enemies before then made their peace.

When the (y/n) and Divine came the age of 19 and 17, Elizabeth had to tell them the truth about their real mother and how she died. Then she told them about their father and the part they're half vampire/human. Of course they didn't believe her so Elizabeth took a needle poked them both in the neck making their fangs pop out and eyes glow red. The girls freaked the hell out but Elizabeth reassure them that there is no reason to be afraid not even themselves, she said they were perfect special girls.

A month later, (y/n) and Divine had been going to the library to study more about their kind vampires every Saturday. They even got a hold of Ms Mead and asked her to train them. Of course, she could not refuse, she'd been calling Elizabeth checking up the girls .

So every Tuesday and Thursday they would train with Mead on weapons and hand to hand combat.

The girls have completed their training and were both given their own weapons.Divine was given a silver staff blessed by the holy water and (Y/n) was given two sage blades.

The girls now swore on their mother's grave to hunt and kill any vampire or warlock who tries to threaten their precious world.

And so it begins.

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I hope you like the prologue @dyns33 I tried my best by editing and stuff. I'm still going to be working on my fate as well.

#fallenangel4996 #michael langdon au #vampire!michael #vampire!Jeffrey #The Langdon twins #half vampire/human sisters #vampire hunter au #american horror story #Sangtuary fanfic

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flyingsassysaddles · 7 years ago

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Quick! Human names for both Delaware and Dover!

*squeals for a million years because this means Delaware is going to be in the magic au and it’s gonna be AWESOME*

Well, for Delaware, I actually have a couple names, so feel free to pick the one you like!

Peter: This is the name of the leader of the New Sweden company that first founded the colony of “Delaware” (I put that in quotations because that arrangement didn’t last very long and it became part of the Dutch’s colony then the English and then back to Dutch then to English again and then it was given to Willam Penn, and then it was techniaclly part of Pennsylvania until the Revolution, so Delaware as a colony was mostly just referred to as “The Lower Three Counties,” but I digress). I’m not that fond of this one because it’s the canon name for aph Sealand and honestly Delaware is way to badass for that

Warren: A compressed version of “Delaware” where Pennsylvania just called him “Ware” and then Waren and after that Warren (the English language everybody). It has the bonus of being pretty easy to remember cause you know it’s right there in the name

Thomas: The name of the first Virginia company governor, Sir Thomas West, also known as Lord de la Warr, who got the Delaware river named after him (Del-La-Warr, a bit of a stretch but that’s where the name comes from I guess). The colony was then named after the river who was named after him, so even though it’s a bit indirect, Thomas West kinda gave him his name, and as far as America was concerned that was good enough

George: Honestly only because he loves George Read (like THE Delawarean Founding Father, voted against revoultion for good reasons I swear, fought for the war anyway, ran around the country so the British wouldn’t get him, served in public service in various positions pretty much his whole life, became president of Delaware when the old one got KIDNAPPED by the British, created Delaware’s constitution and first laws, threatened to pull Delaware out of the Union and rely on the “foriegn powers” instead if they didn’t put small state rights in the consitution, a freaking champion of small states rights, the list goes on and on). Of all of Delaware’s Founding Fathers, THIS one was the one he adored the most. Thomas McKean, the only man to stay in the Continental Congress through everything continually, became governor of both Delaware in Penslyvania, and had a public service resume in both places so long I can’t even name them all, well, he was too Pennslyanian, John Dickinson too. Ceaser Rodney, even though he was awesome and a total Delawarean as well, died really early, so George Read was just HIS guy, and only his. He voted against independence because he understood Delaware’s Tory seniment, he fought for Delaware, who had the second smallest population then all the states (being only behind Georgia), and he did it because he knew that the big states, if they passed the Virginia Plan, would swallow the small states and Delaware wouldn’t exist anymore. He was just Delaware’s hero, and I believe he would have named himsellf after him because A) Now he had his own hero to name himself after and not one of Pennsylavania’s and B) He just adored George Read that much

I only created Dover’s character recently but she’s so awesome that she already has like 3 names too

Willa or Willamina: So Willam Penn was the guy who actually founded Dover, who was originally a courthouse in Kent (true story) so by the laws of Delaware’s naming system, that was her name. This one is a little meh because Delaware straight up hated Penn for being a douche so maybe he wouldn’t have named her after him, and that’s why there are more names on this list! Also, if all the cities Penn founded were named after him, there would be way too many Wills/Williams/Willas/Willaminas walking around

Dora, Dory, Dovy, or Dorina: A compression of her name to sound human, and just an easy way to remember when you’re on the double and you need to shout at her from across the square without sounding like a lunatic to bystanders (happened three times and counting)

Courtney: This originated from her being a courthouse, and as sort of a nickname the other cities just called her Court and Courtney and the name stuck. This is also a reminder from pre-revolution times when Dover was just a small town and New Castle was the capital before it switched to Dover because it was deemed safer from the Britsih (tale as old as time).

That’s my names for Delaware and Dover; I hope it was helpful

And no this was not just an excuse for me to rant about Delaware history shut up

I can’t wait to see them in the AU! :D

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bruxbea · 7 years ago

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Baby girl got an update! <3

Name: Willamina Applebalm Nicknames: Apple, Willa, Mina Gender: Female Status: Daily Login Achievement NPC/Kart Mechanic [Handheld games Only] Kart: [In Progress] Likes: Applewood Smoked Bacon Dislikes: The thought of "Never-ending" Space Bio: After the boom of online gaming, Sugar Rush released a few new perks to try and keep their target audience's focus. New Features like consecutive log-ins on arcade machines gave players in game boosts and was a mild success. The NPC who handed out the daily goodies was well received and when the company announced a new Home Console version of Sugar Rush, fans were thrilled to learn some of their favorite side NPCs would be returning as unlockable Racers. Willamina made her official debut as the Dailies hand out attendant who would greet arcade goers with a bright smile and a box of goodies, her theme being a Kart Mechanic. The switch to consoles found her upgraded to full Mini Game Mechanic in her own screen. Players in Campaign mode would be be given the option to visit "The Pit Stop" (a small shack branching from the hudworld) and purchase parts and upgrades for their karts. It wasn't until the release of the handheld games that Willamina found herself officially on the track as a secret Racer (The player must Cherry Bomb! 1000 other racers as Jubileena or Candlehead combined to unlock) - Her special move involves her special"Applebombs" which seek out the lead racer and explode them into oblivion/and or last place - She can't resist stomping in chocolate puddles - While her programmed character portrayal is a Sweet Child, she has a very adult sense of life in general offline and has been known to fling salt with the toughest of brawlers. (But all in good fun) - The discovery that most other video game characters have 10 fingers blows her mind constantly

#sugar rush oc #OC #willamina applebalm #applebalm #wreck it ralph #wir #apples

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sherlollyandspoilers · 5 years ago

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Here Be Dragons, Chapter One

Molly Hooper is happy. Undeniably, sun shine and rainbows, happy. Then Sherlock utters the name Charles Augustus Magnussen and her world goes spinning. She watches as her friend’s lives fall apart and she struggles to hold hers together.

The third major installment of the Isn’t She Beautiful series.

I’ve been working on this for some time now (about two years) and I did post part of a chapter or two about a year and a half ago, so if this sounds familiar, that is probably way...but I’ve edited it since them.

Prologue:

MYCROFT: I’m glad you’ve given up on the Magnussen business. SHERLOCK: Are you? MYCROFT: I’m still curious, though. He’s hardly your usual kind of puzzle. Why do you..hate him? SHERLOCK : Because he attacks people who are different and preys on their secrets. Why don’t you? MYCROFT: He never causes too much damage to anyone important. He’s far too intelligent for that. He’s a business-man, that’s all, and occasionally useful to us. A necessary evil – not a dragon for you to slay. SHERLOCK: A dragon slayer. Is that what you think of me? MYCROFT: No…It’s what you think of yourself.

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MYCROFT: I have, by the way, a job offer I should like you to decline. SHERLOCK: I decline your kind offer. MYCROFT: I shall pass on your regrets. SHERLOCK: What was it? MYCROFT: MI6 – they want to place you back into Eastern Europe. An undercover assignment that would prove fatal to you in, I think, about six months. SHERLOCK: Then why don’t you want me to take it? MYCROFT: It’s tempting ... but on balance you have more utility closer to home. SHERLOCK: Utility?! How do I have utility? MYCROFT: Here be dragons.

Sherlock smirked at his brother and took another long drag on his cigarette.

“Besides,” Mycroft said as he dropped his cigarette on the ground and treaded on it, “Your loss would break Molly and Mina’s hearts……and mine as well.” Sherlock choked on the smoke he had just inhaled and turned to his brother, a confused and doubtful look on his face. “You’re still my brother Sherlock and despite everything that has passed between us, I do…care for you.”

Sherlock squinted at his brother, trying to read him.

“Did Molly promise you something if you were nice today?” he asked skeptically. Mycroft smiled and gave a small shrug.

“Merry Christmas, Sherlock.”

Chapter 1

“I shouldn’t have reacted that way – You deserve for me to be better than that. I will be better, for you and Mina.” Sherlock took Molly’s hand in his. “Don’t give up on me.”

“I won’t ever give up on you.” She kissed him hard. “I promise.” She smiled at him when she saw the look in his eyes – the love and security that was his promise to her. His promise that he would always be there for her and protect her and love her. His promise that he would take care of Mina no matter what and that nothing and no one would ever hurt her. The promise she would hold on to when things got hard and she struggled to keep her promise.

- With All My Heart, Chapter Five

“Mhmm!” Molly moaned as she dropped her head back, still supporting herself on her elbows. “Oh god! Yes!” She laced her fingers through Sherlock’s curls as he buried his face between her legs. “Oh Sherlock…yes!” He picked his head up and smiled at her.

“If you aren’t quieter, you’re going to wake Mina.” He leaned back down and bit her thigh, making her whimper. He gave her a devilish grin and returned to his ministrations. Molly fell flat on her back, biting her lip hard as she tried to keep herself quiet. The more he worked at her center the louder her moans and whimpers grew.

He knew she was close by the way she wiggled and clenched around his fingers. She protested when his fingers and lips left her skin but Sherlock quickly settled above her and gripped her hips tightly.

“Please,” she begged and he drove into her, his mouth swallowing her gasp. Within minutes Sherlock had her on the edge and falling apart in his hands, followed shortly by his own release. They stayed intertwined as they caught their breath and their heart rates slowed. “I love you,” she said as she peppered his chest with her kisses.

“I love you too,” he whispered to her as he tucked her head under his chin and feel asleep.

“Here baby.” Molly set a plate in front of Mina who gladly dug in. “Who is taking you to school today?”

“Can daddy?” Mina asked around a large bite of food.

“If he ever gets out of bed…SHERLOCK!” Molly hollered.

“Minute!” His muffled voice floated down the stairs. Molly and Mina looked at each other, a knowing smile on each of their faces – Sherlock was never ready on time.

Molly made herself a cup of tea and grabbed herself a plate of food just as Sherlock came trotting down the stairs.

“Morning Munchkin,” he said and kissed Mina on the head. “Mhm,” he hummed as he kissed Molly. “You smell delicious,” he whispered, making Molly’s cheeks heat.

“Daddy, can you take me to school today?” Mina asked as he walked around the peninsula.

“Of course.” He looked at their plates and frowned. Molly smirked and pointed to the extra cuppa on the counter. “Thank you.”

“New case?” Molly asked, noticing his lowered appetite.

“A new…something.” Sherlock smirked and stole the extra piece of toast off of Mina’s plate.

“Daddy!” Mina chastised him as she tried to steal it back, her little arms stretching out. She quickly gave up and dissolved into a fit of giggles as he waved the toast in victory.

“John and Mary should be getting back today from their holiday, will you be dragging him along with you?”

“What am I without my blogger, Molly?” he asked in mock sincerity.

“What’s a blogger?” Mina wrinkled her nose.

“A very useful pet.” Sherlock winked at Mina and Molly rolled her eyes at him.

Molly was having a good day! A good week she should say! Sherlock had been very attentive to her needs the last three nights, Mina had been behaving even more so than usual, she had discovered two very interesting causes of death that morning alone, and her lab cultures were looking beautiful when she checked on them that afternoon! She was having a very good week indeed!

Until she was getting ready to go home.

“Molly!” Sherlock’s voice was urgent as he busted into the morgue.

“What’s wrong?” she asked as she pulled him into her office.

“I…I need to ask something of you and you’re not going to like it.” He sat down and waited for her to do the same. He took her hands in his and held them, not looking at her.

“Sherlock, you’re scaring me,” she placed her hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at her. “You know you can ask me anything.” Sherlock swallowed hard and nodded at her.

“Charles Augustus Magnussen….have you heard of him?”

“Of course, he owns several newspapers,” she replied.

“Magnussen is like a shark…it’s the only way I can describe him. Molly, he turns my stomach in no way anyone else that I have ever dealt with has.” His eyebrows were drawn together and his voice was hard.

“You’ve dealt with terrorists and serial killers…yet, you’re telling me that he is the worst?” she asked in an amused tone.

“Yes!” He squeezed her hands tightly. “This…I wouldn’t be asking you this if it wasn’t important.” She nodded her head in understanding. “Lady Smallwood has asked that I intercede for her with Magnussen. Now, Magnussen won’t make a deal with someone unless he has determined their weaknesses, their pressure point, as he calls it, and because I will be interceding for Lady Smallwood, he will try to find my pressure points.” Sherlock stopped talking abruptly. Molly’s head was spinning a bit as she fully digested his words.

“Mina and I,” she whispered. Sherlock closed his eyes tightly and exhaled slowly.

“Not unless I can convince him I have a stronger pressure point…something from my past.”

“No!” Molly pushed away from him and stood up. “No, Sherlock. You can’t!” Her voice echoed in her office.

“If I don’t, you and Willamina could be in danger.” He stood up and reached for her, but she batted his hands away, keeping him at a distance. “I won’t be getting high off of anything…I just have to make it look like I am, to spend time in those places again.”

“You’re an addict and I knew that coming into this relationship but you’ve been clean for almost two years now…why would you want to jeopardize that?” He reached for her again, this time she let him pull her against his chest. “Why?”

“Because you and Mina are my world and I can’t have you two in danger.” He tightened his hold on her.

“Have you and John talked about this? Doesn’t he have any other ideas?” she asked, looking up at him.

“I haven’t told John…no one can know else can know this is fake.” She pulled out of his arms, her anger rising again.

“You not only want me to let you go back into the drug den but you want me to lie to our friends about it?!” she shouted.

“Molly, please...keep your voice down.” He motioned towards her office door.

“I am not okay with this!” she said between clenched teeth. He sighed heavily and shook his head.

“I know…but I need to keep you two safe and this is the most plausible situation…given my background.” He held his hand out to her. “Please let me keep you safe.” She hesitated for a moment before taking his hand.

“Okay.”

Her mobile buzzed loudly on the bedside table. Molly groaned as she rolled over and grabbed it.

“’ello?” she mumbled.

“You need to meet us at the lab.”

“John?” She sat up and rubbed her eyes.

“You need to meet us at the lab…now.”

“Okay.” She swung her feet over the side of the bed and stood up. “I just need to get Mina around.”

“No, drop her off with Lestrade or Kathy if you can.”

“John what is this about?” she asked as she pulled on a pair of jeans.

“You’ll see when you get here.”

Molly gripped her purse tightly against her shoulder as she walked down the long hallway leading to the lab. She had tried to call Sherlock twice on the way over, but he hadn’t answered. He had been spending most of his free time the last month at Baker Street or anywhere else that wasn’t their home. Molly hadn’t liked the idea, but understood that if Magnussen knew where they lived, Mina could be in danger.

She pushed on the door of the lab, slowly, unsure of what to expect. She stepped inside and saw Mary wrapping some young man’s arm, he looked like a junkie. Next to her stood their neighbor, Isaac – Mary was always telling her how much trouble he was getting into.

Molly’s heart sunk when she made the connection between the two men Mary was dealing with. She turned and saw John, anger radiating off of him, and Sherlock, leaning on the counter, facing away from her.

“John?” Sherlock’s back stiffened when she spoke and she knew.

“You need to test him.” John pointed to the small jar on the counter. Molly dropped her purse on the counter and walked over to the equipment she would need. She pulled on her gloves and set to work, still hoping that she was wrong.

She wasn’t.

She snapped off her gloves and threw them on the table. She slowly walked in front of Sherlock, his eye’s finally meeting hers for the first time since she had gotten there.

“Molly, let me –”

She pulled her hand back and slapped him across his face. And then again. And again. Her whole body was shaking and she felt like she was going to explode.

“How dare you.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. “You promised me! You said that this was for our safety! YOU SAID IT WAS FAKE! THAT YOU WOULDN’T GET HIGH!”

“What? You knew!?” John stepped closer, interrupting.

“It’s for a case!” Sherlock groaned in frustration. “And yes, she knew!”

“No!” She looked at John. “What I knew was that he had to make it look like he was back on drugs…not that he would actually be doing them!” she yelled as she turned back to Sherlock.

“Molly, I swear to you that last night was the first time!” He quickly pulled up his sleeves as he talked. “I didn’t inject anything.”

“How does that make it better?” John demanded.

“Last night was the first time.” He grabbed Molly’s shoulders, bringing her eyes up to meet his. “I promise.”

“You’ve promised before.” She turned to John. “Can you take him back to Baker Street?”

“Of course.”

“Thank you.” She turned back to Sherlock and rested her shaking hand on his chest. “You can come home and see Mina once you’re clean.”

“Did you call my brother?!” Sherlock asked in a disgusted voice as he got out of the cab.

“I bloody well did!” John called as he paid the cabbie.

“He always fixes the damn knocker.” He moved the brash knocker off center and pushed the door open. He frowned when he saw Mycroft sitting on the steps, waiting for him.

“The siren call of old habits, I see.” Mycroft stood up. “How dare you do this to Molly!”

“Leave her out of this!” Sherlock growled.

“Fine…why don’t you save me a little time and tell me, where should we be looking?”

“We?” Sherlock asked in confusion.

“Mr. Holmes!” Anderson’s voice called from upstairs.

“Fucking hell, Mycroft!” Sherlock stomped past his brother and up the stairs. “Get out of my bloody flat Anderson!” he boomed as he burst into the kitchen.

“Sorry, Sherlock. It’s for your own good.” Anderson held his gloved hands up in protest.

“You’re a celebrity these days, Sherlock. You can’t afford a drug habit.” Mycroft looked at him pointedly.

“I do not have a drug habit…it was one hit…a mistake.” Sherlock could feel his head pounding as he talked. Too many people. He pulled his hood up and curled into his chair, laying his head on the arm rest.

“Must’ve been a rather large hit…” he heard John mumble.

“What have you found so far?” Mycroft asked Anderson.

“THERE’S NOTHING TO FIND!” Sherlock bellowed from his chair.

“Really? John informed me that your test was positive.” Mycroft turned on his heel as he talked.

Sherlock stood up abruptly, swaying a little on his feet.

“This is not what you think, this is for a case,” he said as calmly as he could.

“What case could possible justify this?” Mycroft wrinkled his nose in frustration.

“Magnussen.”

Mycroft turned to Anderson.

“Get out now and never mention that you heard that name in this room.” He waited until Anderson had closed the door behind him before turning back to Sherlock. “Magnussen is not your business, Sherlock. He is not to be messed with.”

“He’s even pulling your strings!” Sherlock said in disgust.

“You don’t know what you’re doing…you’re going to get someone hurt.” Mycroft stared his brother down. Sherlock pressed his lips together and nodded his head.

“Well, I’ll let you know if I need a hand.” He swung around Mycroft and opened the door. “Bye-bye,” he said pointing to the hallway.

Mycroft sighed and turned for the door, but stopped.

“She deserves far better than you, brother-mine,” he whispered. Sherlock’s nostrils flared and he hooked his hand under Mycroft’s elbow, bending his arm behind his back and pushing him into the door frame.

“Brother-mine,” Sherlock took a shaky breath and pushed harder on Mycroft’s wrist, “don’t appall me when I’m high.”

“Let him go, Sherlock.” John stepped up to the pair and waited until Sherlock dropped his grip. “Mycroft, he’s hurt you before and right now, if you don’t go, I think he just might do it again.” Mycroft watched as Sherlock went back to the living room and sat down in his chair. “Just go.” He picked up his umbrella and left without another word. “Magnussen?” John asked as he turned to look at Sherlock.

“Yes.” Sherlock nodded and then looked to John’s seat. He sat down, gripping the arm rests.

“You say this is all for a case then?” He motioned to Sherlock’s disheveled appearance.

“I swear.”

John leaned forward and ran a hand over his face; it felt like it had been days ago that Isaac’s mum had knocked on his door. He looked at his friend and he could tell the high was wearing off – he looked even more ragged than when he had pulled him out of the drug den.

“Why?” he asked, leaning back.

“Magnussen!” Sherlock scoffed at him.

“No…why did you do it?”

Sherlock took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

“The others, they were…they were getting suspicious because they hadn’t seen me getting high. When they offered it to me last night I knew I couldn’t refuse if I was going to convince the papers I had a drug habit.”

John gave a loud huff and clasped his hands on his knees.

“You are lucky that Molly is a fucking saint and didn’t break off your engagement right then and there.”

“I know,” Sherlock whispered.

#kate writes #sherlolly #there is a short love scene at the very beginning of the chapter #but nothing else after that #for those of you who don't like that sort of this the rest of the chapter is safe!

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sherlollyandspoilers · 6 years ago

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Here Be Dragons, part one

Molly Hooper is happy. Undeniably, sun shine and rainbows, happy. Then Sherlock utters the name Charles Augustus Magnussen and her world goes spinning. She watches as her friend's lives fall apart and she struggles to hold hers together.

The third major installment of the Isn't She Beautiful series (it is suggested that you read Isn’t She Beautiful and With All My Heart first to understand that relationships).

This story will parallel the events that happen starting in His Last Vow through The Final Problem. *I do not own nor do I claim to have created the dialog from the TV show*.

Prologue:

--- MYCROFT: I have, by the way, a job offer I should like you to decline. SHERLOCK: I decline your kind offer. MYCROFT: I shall pass on your regrets. SHERLOCK: What was it? MYCROFT: MI6 – they want to place you back into Eastern Europe. An undercover assignment that would prove fatal to you in, I think, about six months. SHERLOCK: Then why don’t you want me to take it? MYCROFT: It’s tempting ... but on balance you have more utility closer to home. SHERLOCK: Utility?! How do I have utility? MYCROFT: Here be dragons.

Sherlock smirked at his brother and took another long drag on his cigarette.

Sherlock squinted at his brother, trying to read him.

“Did Molly promise you something if you were nice today?” he asked skeptically. Mycroft smiled and gave a small shrug.

“Merry Christmas, Sherlock.”

Chapter 1

“I want you, Molly Hooper.” He gripped her arms and pulled her to his lap. “I desperately want you…right now.” He kissed her shoulder. “Tomorrow.” He kissed her neck. “Always.” He cradled her face and kissed her softly. She gave him a small smile, but didn’t say anything. “I love you��with all my heart.”

“I love you too,” she whispered.

“What are you scared of, Miss Hooper?” He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear that had escaped from her pony tail.

She hooked her arms around his neck and rested her forehead against his.

“Of this feeling going away.” She breathed in his sent, letting it permeate her senses. “Of you not thinking I’m worth it anymore.”

“You’ll always be worth it.” He wrapped his arms securely around her. “And I’ll always love you.”

With All My Heart, Chapter 3

“If you aren’t quieter, you’re going to wake Mina.” He leaned back down and bit her thigh, making her whimper. He gave a devilish grin and returned to his ministrations. Molly fell flat on her back, biting her lip hard as she tried to keep herself quiet. The more he worked at her center the louder her moans and whimpers grew.

“My heart,” he whispered to her as he tucked her head under his chin and feel asleep.

“Here baby.” Molly set a plate in front of Mina who gladly dug in. “Who is taking you to school today?”

“Can daddy?” Mina asked around a large bite of food.

“If he ever gets out of bed…SHERLOCK!” Molly hollered.

“Minute!” His muffled voice floated down the stairs. Molly and Mina looked at each other, a knowing smile on each of their faces – Sherlock was never ready on time.

Molly made herself a cup of tea and grabbed herself a plate of food just as Sherlock came trotting down the stairs.

“Morning Munchkin,” he said and kissed Mina on the head. “Mhm,” he hummed as he kissed Molly. “You smell delicious,” he whispered, making Molly’s cheeks heat.

“Daddy, can you take me to school today?” Mina asked as he walked around the peninsula.

“Of course.” He looked at their plates and frowned. Molly smirked and pointed to the extra cuppa on the counter. “Thank you.”

“New case?” Molly asked, noticing his lack of appetite.

“A new…something.” Sherlock smirked and stole the extra piece of toast off of Mina’s plate.

“Dad!” Mina chastised him as she tried to steal it back, her little arms stretching out. She quickly gave up and dissolved into a fit of giggles as he waved the toast in victory.

“John and Mary should be getting back today from their holiday, will you be dragging him along with you?”

“What am I without my blogger, Molly?” he asked in mock sincerity.

“What’s a blogger?” Mina wrinkled her nose.

“A very useful pet.” Sherlock winked at Mina and Molly rolled her eyes at him.

Until she was getting ready to go home.

“Molly!” Sherlock’s voice was urgent as he busted into the morgue.

“What’s wrong?” she asked as she pulled him into her office.

“I…I need to ask something of you and you’re not going to like it.” He sat down and waited for her to do the same. He took her hands in his and held them, not looking at her.

“Sherlock, you’re scaring me,” she placed her hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at her. “You know you can ask me anything.” Sherlock swallowed hard and nodded at her.

“Charles Augustus Magnussen….have you heard of him?”

“Of course, he owns several newspapers,” she replied.

“You’ve dealt with terrorists and serial killers…yet, you’re telling me that he is the worst?” she asked in an amused tone.

“Yes!” He squeezed her hands tightly. “This…I wouldn’t be asking you this if it was important.” She nodded her head in understanding. “Lady Smallwood has asked that I intercede for her with Magnussen. Now, Magnussen won’t make a deal with someone unless he has determined their weaknesses, their pressure point, as he calls it, and because I will be interceding for Lady Smallwood, he will try to find my pressure points.” Sherlock stopped talking abruptly. Molly’s head was spinning a bit as she fully digested his words.

“Me and Mina,” she whispered. Sherlock closed his eyes tightly and exhaled slowly.