8- Reunited

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The sun had started to settle down and time was flying by. They didn't have much time left to save her, hell that's if they find her in time. Fortunately Lestrade had a plan, obviously Sherlock helped him perfect it, but it was mostly Lestrade's plan and he was quite proud of it. Lestrade gathered a special squad team to take down Moriarty and his men, once and for all. Although, Sherlock convinced him that he needed more than just that, because it's way too easy for Moriarty.

« He's so changeable, Lestrade...you have no idea what he could do to her. What he could've already done to her. » Sherlock said, unsure. He's not used to being unsure, it eats him alive. « He could decide something and then change his mind and settle for a completely different decision. » he continued. Molly's a strong woman. The strongest. The brightest. The best. She could overcome anything and anyone. Hell, she overcame Sherlock being such an annoying dick all the time.

Lestrade nodded in approval and spoke to his team: « Ya heard that? Be prepared for everything, I want people everywhere. I want people at the front and back of the house, hell I even want people in the house. I want eyes and ears on everything and everyone. If anyone has the slightest sign of Molly Hooper, Sherlock and I want to know it immediately. This is a one time mission...we win or we fail... »The DI said the last words looking sadly at John and Sherlock who was looking down, avoiding eye contact with anyone. He prayed for Molly to be alright, he wanted to tell her how he felt. He also considered the fact that she would always be in danger if they were together. Just like now.

Once the team got ready, they all left the station to begin Molly's rescue mission. Lestrade was nervous, not because of the huge team he lead, but because he hated to see Sherlock this wrecked. He looked like a mess, he thought it wasn't showing and tried his very best to keep in all in, as usual. Sherlock didn't talk for the whole time they were in the car, driving to Musgrave Hall.

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Molly was starting to wake up, having a killer headache, thanks to Moriarty's men. She tried to keep her eyes open, trying to recognize her surroundings. She was able to tell she was surrounded by rocks. « Wait...Wasn't there a coffin and a grave? » she thought, unsure of where she was. Her eyes widened when she saw about two feet of water and stone underneath, which she was standing on. She tried to climb up the cold rock walls, but she felt a resistance pull her down and slipped. Once she fell back into the water, she noticed, horrified, that her feet were chained up.

« Just like John...Oh my god....I'm here...»She thought out loud.

She started crying for help and screaming. « Help me, my feet are chained up!! Someone help me, please!! »She pleaded, banging on the rock walls.

The water was freezing, plus she wasn't wearing the dressing gown anymore, she noticed it when she went to pull it over her shoulders but it wasn't there anymore. Not getting any answers, she stared at her reflection in the water for a minute. She noticed blood dripping from her nose and tasting it in her mouth.

She understood only then that the coffin was to make Sherlock believe she was there. She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard water coming out of a pipe to fill up the well. It wasn't much, but enough to know she had maybe an hour left. She knew what would happen next and she was mortified.

She was praying for Sherlock to find her before it was too late.

In the meantime, Sherlock and the team arrived at Musgrave, they all came out of the trucks, ready to operate. Lestrade dispatched the different sections to different teams as Sherlock, John and him went straight for the backyard. They saw the gravestones and Sherlock said: « Look for the Nemo Holmes one, she must be the one next to it. ». Once Lestrade found it, they knew which one was Molly's. They all helped to dig Molly's grave to find the coffin. Once they had finished, Moriarty came out of the shadows.

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