Almost Wanted

All Hell Broke loose

FIRST An A/N: If you don't want to read my never ending thank you's please move on. To everyone else... THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH. I have always loved writing but never felt good enough. I am glad you all can get passed my grammatical errors and enjoy the story. If you notice anything wrong DO NOT be afraid to point it out to me. I love all the criticism as it makes me better. ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU. And have a wonderful day/ night. 

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You arrived at the flat with John in tow and not five minutes later Lestrade had walked in scaring you half to death. 

"Oi, do you know Rufus Bruhl?" Lestrade asked panting. Clearly we were going to get a big case. 

"The Ambassador to the US?" You asked quietly. 

"Isn't he in Washington?" Sherlock asked immediately after. You glanced at him wondering if he was reading your briefings. He claims he hasn't but sometimes you wonder. 

"Not him. his children. Max and Claudette, age seven and nine. They're at St Aldates." 

"Posh boarding place in Surrey." Sherlock explained cutting Lestrade off. You slowly nodded before pulling out your phone and texting Mycroft. 

"School broke up, the boarders went home.A few kids remained, including those two.The kids have vanished.The ambassador's asked for you personally.The Reichenbach hero." Lestrade finally finished explaining. You blinked, kidnapping of an ambassadors children. We all piled into a car and drove to the school.

After watching your backs more than paying any attention to Sherlock you noticed the poor old lady that Sherlock had stirred into distraught. You gave her an apologetic smile and ran off after Sherlock to scold him. As you opened your mouth he turned and gave you a look that spoke volumes. You shut you mouth and followed upstairs to the children's room. 

You watched as Sherlock discovered the linseed oil.  You laughed when he called Anderson and idiot and helped collect the evidence from the shoe print on the ground. This kid was one smart cookie. You were hoping you got to them in time.   

Sherlock went to St Barts to get Molly's assistance in the lab. You sat on the counter out of the way and closed you eyes. You tuned out the very sounds that made the room it's own and focused on outside the door. You didn't get to hear Sherlock and Molly's conversation. 

Sherlock's POV

"I O U" I muttered lost in my own thought. 

"What was that?" Molly asked. 

"HMM"

"You said I O U." Molly said explaining. I shook it off trying to find the particle that would give us a location and more clues. 

"Your a bit like my dad. he's dead. " Molly continued. 

"No, Sorry. Molly, please don't feel the need to make conversation, it's really not your area." I said trying to shut her up so I could concentrate. 

"When he was dying, he was always cheerful, he was lovely, except when he thought no-one could see.I saw him once, he looked sad " She said looking forlorn. 

"Molly" I interjected as more of a warning. My eyes glanced up to Y/n and then to John to neither of them paying attention. I felt relief in my chest. 

"You look sad, when you think they can't see you. Are you OK? And don't just say you are, because I know what that means, looking sad when you think no-one can see you." She whispered also glancing between the two.   I swallowed caught in a rough wave of emotion as I really faced what I had to do. When an idea formed. 

"You can see me." I whispered back watching Y/n eyelids flutter as she listened to something. 

"I don't count. What I'm trying to say is, that if there's anything I can do, anything you need, anything at all, you can have me.No, I just mean, I mean, if there's anything you need, it's fine." Molly finally finished. I nodded while she asked about crisps. I went back to looking in the microscope my brain racing with a million thoughts. 

"Sherlock, this envelope that was in her chest, there was one like it on our doorstep." Johns voice cut through my thoughts and I glanced up with a new piece to a long puzzle. Y/n opened her eyes and also glanced at the package in John's hand.