The sister... [Recently edited]

Chapter 18 - And Worst Possible Scenario [EDITED]

Mykala POV

A lot can happen in a few months.

John and Mary got married.

Mary became pregnant.

The twins officially started asking why Uncle John was spending so much time smiling at his phone.

And then...

Magnussen happened.

The case that changed everything.

The case that left me standing on a runway, watching a plane that was supposed to carry away the man I loved.

The father of my children.

My best friend.

My family.

But before that...

Before the plane.

Before the goodbye.

There was the lie.

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Flashback

"SHERLOCK!"

My voice echoed through St Bartholomew's.

The twins were safely with Mycroft for the day, which was probably the only reason I hadn't brought them with me.

I stormed through the hospital corridors until I found John.

Or rather...

Until I found Sherlock.

Molly stood in front of him.

And she looked furious.

Actually furious.

Then she slapped him.

Hard.

I stopped.

Honestly?

He deserved it.

"Molly."

She raised her hand again.

"Molly, that's enough."

She froze.

I walked over and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

She looked at me.

Then slowly lowered her hand.

"Thank you."

She stepped away.

Leaving Sherlock and I alone.

The others wisely disappeared into the hallway.

Sherlock looked down at me.

"Mykala..."

"I should be furious."

"You are."

"Yes."

I folded my arms.

"Janine?"

His expression softened.

"She's part of the plan."

"I know."

"Then why are you angry?"

I stared at him.

"Because she was at Baker Street."

A pause.

"Because I saw her there."

His face changed.