Chaos(wholock)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

(Molly's POV)

A man stood there holding a blade to another man's neck. But...the man holding the blade looked like Moriarty!!

"Where am I?! This sure isn't Gallifrey!! So tell me where I am!!" Moriarty demanded of the frightened man. The frightened man stuttered out an answer. "Y- you're on earth..."

"Oh.." The Doctor said as he saw what was happening.

"Doctor, that's Moriarty." Sherlock told the Doctor.

"How does Moriarty know about Gallifrey?? The Doctor said perplexed. "No matter. This must stop."

The Doctor stepped closer. "Oh uh hello there Jim. Why don't you put down the knife and we can talk about this"

He looked at the Doctor. "My name isn't Jim. Too human." he said as he let the man go and made a disgusted face.

"Alright then. What's your name?"

"Chaos." Moriarty said with a hint of pride.

"Chaos? As in a Time Lord name?"

"Yes. And who might you be? You're obviously not human with knowledge of Time Lords."

"I'm the Doctor. Now what are you doing here on earth? Why aren't you on Gallifrey and most importantly how did you get out of the Time Lock?...how old are you"

"Time Lock? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm here because Rassilon is a coward! He banished me because he's afraid of me. And my brother just stood by and watched. A lot of good he was! I am 800 years old."

The Doctor laughed a bit. "Oh I remember when I was 800"

"Stop this! You're not an alien from a different plant! You're a man! A human! You're name is Jim Moriarty!!" John yelled rather angry.

"John." Sherlock said trying to get John to calm down before something happened. John quieted down.

"Is that so? Well you're right about one thing my name is Moriarty. But being human and Jim. You're wrong.

Now who might you be?" Chaos asked as he walked closer to John, Sherlock, and me.

"Sherlock." He answered. As Chaos got closer I stepped behind Sherlock. But I could feel my hand trembling in Sherlock's. Sherlock gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.

Moriarty scanned over us one by one. He first looked at me and said "idiot" then John "idoit", finally Sherlock "clever?"

"You could say that" Sherlock said.

"If I'm going to be stuck here, you, Sherlock, will be my entertainment." He said with a twisted grin. "

And you, Honey. Hiding behind Sherlock. What've I done to you?"

I didn't respond because I didn't know what to say. He didn't do anything to me personally per-say. Other than date me just to get close to Sherlock, killed several people, kidnapped kids, and killed the one man who said awful things to me but I still love... I know he faked his death but it still hurt.

"What's wrong honey? Cat caught your tongue? That's an earth saying I believe."

He stepped a bit closer and as he did I could feel Sherlock tense. "You're rather cute. What's your name sweetheart?"

When he called me sweetheart, Sherlock's other hand formed a fist.

"Molly." I squeaked. Clearing my throat, I spoke again with more strength. "Molly."