JOHN
Sherlock immediately took the letters and threw them across the room. He then grabbed his coat and scarf and swiftly walked out of the flat I had to run to keep up with him, he hailed a cab and we got in, we went to the hospital. What are we doing here what about the letters how the hell is he not freaking out. I about shit my pants when I saw that and he did not move at all, what the hell?!
SHERLOCK
I know John was freaking out and he was not sure why I was not but honestly I am. I watch the guy shoot himself in the head! With the small glance I got the letters look real some one took there time with it and with the lavender scent was that an accident or did they intend for that to happen it smelled intentional.
As we walk in to Molly's room I peak my head in she had a huge grin I ran over to her and kissed her. She simply said...
"You never said goodbye"
"I owe you a thousand apologies Molly Holm- Hooper"
Her smile grew wide.
"Oh no are you forgetting my name Sherlock Holmes ?"
"Never I would never forget my loves name."
I soon heard a knock at the door it was a doctor he said visiting hours are over. And in a couple of weeks she will be able to go home.
I had not noticed but John had left hours ago it was eleven now when I got here it was only two. Hours had past but to me it only felt like minutes.
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The World In Our Hands (Sherlolly/John Mary)
FanfictionSherlock, Molly, John, and Mary