Old Friends

She Will Kill You

He didn't even try to stop her as she stormed past him, stamping down the stairs. He smiled and shook his head. They hadn't spent much time together, but she was already so similar to him. Maybe it was a good idea to start making his way down the stairs, but abruptly stopped when he heard something smash. He ran down the stairs and into the apartment just in time to see both Sherlock and John - both with some form of cut or red mark on their faces - trying to hold his sister back and Molly, halfway across the room, breathing heavily.

"You might want to leave." He looked at her and smirked. She glared at him briefly before looking back to Ava. "No seriously, she will kill you." He teased, smirking wider as she turned to him with an annoyed look on her face.

"This is your fault." She snapped, stepping closer to him. He took it as a challenge of dominance and stepped closer to her.

"Oh no, i didn't play any part of this." He motioned to her with his hand. "You created this mess for yourself."

"I you hadn't showed up, everything would be fine." She her words dripping with venom.

"You think my sister is too stupid to find this out for herself?" He growled. "She may have been side-tracked by her love for you, but she would've found out eventually. For gods sake's, look who she's friends with! He could've figured it out in a heartbeat."

"NO ONE WOULD'VE KNOWN!!" Molly yelled. "I made sure of that. That's why i took the job at Barts, that's why i made all those 'useless attempts at 'flirting' with Sherlock, that's why i agreed to date your sister, so no one would ever know!" Ava almost lost it then, he eyes darkening and she started struggling more against Sherlock and John, who somehow managed to keep her pinned between them.

"Leave." She growled in Molly's direction. Molly took a step back at the sudden change in Ava's tone.

"Ava, love, just liste-" she tried to justify what she did. For what reason, no one knew, Ava was pretty much past the stage of normal human behaviour, if John and Sherlock let her go Alfie was pretty sure she would rip Molly apart with her teeth. She was beyond reasoning.

"Just. Leave." Ava's tone became slightly darker.

"It would be a good idea to get going now." Came a voice that all of them recognised. Lastraude stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame.

"So you got my text?" Sherlock smirked. Greg nodded. "I'm guessing you sent the dog squad home?"

"You know, Sherlock, when you text a DI saying there's a ferral animal trying to attack your lab assistant, they genuinly think there's a ferral animal trying to attack your lab assistant. Not everyone is bainy enough to speak in metaphore all the time." He teased. Sherlock rolled his eyes, still struggling to keep Ava back. "If it were me, i'd just let her go." He shrugged motioning to the thrashing girl in between his friends.

"No, God, please don't. Is no one going to calm her down? If you let her go she'll kill me!" Molly pleaded, almost screaming.

"Oh shut it you, no one cares what you have to say." Greg waved a hand in dissmissal. "So how are we going to solve this." He asked, looking around at everyone else besides Molly. Ava was mttering incoherant words under her breath. It was a good bloody job no one could make out what she was saying, half of those words would make a sailor faint.

"I may be a genius, but i'm not that smart." Sherlock grumbled, looking around the room for inspirarion. They all stood there in silence, thinking, for a few minutes before Lastraude spoke up.

"How about i escort that," he nodded his head towards Molly. "To the airport get it on one of your brothers planes to god-knows where." He smiled towards the end.

"I'd rather shoot her." Ava spoke up, clearly calming down more, as she was now letting John and Sherlock hold her back instead of fighting. "But i have a feeling that's not going to happen."

"I'll text Mycroft. Take her away Greg!" Sherlock called ad he let go of Ava's arm to pull out his phone, leaving the restraining to John who held Ava's arm in one hand and placed his other across her stomach to stop her from stepping forward. Greg smiled at sherlock getting his name right before grabbing Molly by the shoulder and dragging her out side. Sherlock watched as the poilice car sped away. Alfie cautiously stepped up to his sister as John let go of her.

"You good?" He asked. Ava just stood there in silence before bursting out with laughter. Everyone in the room looked at each other, scared. "Ava?"

"I'm sorry." She wheezed "it's just everything was running perfectly, something was bound to happen." Her howls of laughter started to turn to sobs. "I just didn't expect that something to be Molly."