A reflection

Stand by me

"John !! John WAKE UP !!!"
Molly started screaming at the body in front of her...
What had she done ? What if she had killed John? Was she a murderer ?

Sherlock would never make it . Sherlock. She had to do this for him.

Holding her breath she positioned the defribilator once more on Johns naked torso.

One on the heart.

One on the side.

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John awoke with a gasp. Molly's whole body began to tremble with relief as his chest began to move and the colour return to his fingers.
Suddenly every emotion flooded her body as a wave of emotions hit her.Molly fell to her knees and started crying , huge tears fell down her face and she tucked her knees up to her chest and leant against the body table.She was exhausted, stressed, heartbroken, light headed, relieved, confused , hurt. This was too much to handle... wayy to much for anyone to handle.

John moaned as he tried to focus his eyes on the bright light above him.. He took deep breaths to re oxygenate his limbs and slowly but surely he could feel each limb again but there was this sound. A strange howling. It wasn't coming from inside his head. He could hear the echoing of the sobs around the lab. Mycroft had told John there were no side affects with this drug....and the only other person was.....Molly.

John pushed himself round and found Molly in an emotional heap on the floor. Her face was raw with crying, he could almost hear the heartbreak in every sob. His heart broke in two. John knew what he had but Molly through, and he was going to help her, but he knew deep down there was no way he could ever make it up to her.

"Molly... molly"
John swung himself off the counter and crouched next to her tiny frame.
"hey molly.....shhh shhh come on Molls lean on my shoulder"

Molly moved her head to Johns shoulder and began to sob even harder.

"Im so sorry Molly, so sorry. But i couldn't ask anyone , you're the only person I trust to do this apart from Sherlock"
He sighed.
"I know you .... you ...like him Molly, and for my sake please spend as much time with him over the next few weeks, I don't want him to .... Well........"
"Danger Night" Molly sobbed.

"Yeah...danger night"

John shuddered as he remembered the last danger night. The night the woman turned up dead. He remembered sitting up the entire night watching Sherlocks door making sure he did not leave the flat , opening the door every few minutes to check his friend was still breathing.
He remembered how scared he was that evening, and now Molly would feel that fear, she would be on the receiving end of every foul word Sherlock could think of as she disposed of everything. John would just let it roll , but he wasnt sure about Molly . she loved him too much. It was obvious to everyone. John knew she would get hurt, and that sent the second wave of guilt through him, at this rate , he could never leave through fear of what Sherlock would do not to himself but to Molly also.

The pair sat there for a while, slowly Molly began to recover enough to speak.

"Don't worry , Ill be there.... forever. As long as you need to be away , ill make sure Im there. I need him John......."

John held back his tears. She didnt know , she was oblivious to the pain that was ahead.

" Molly , I cant not tell you. Sherlock he's going to be foul , worse than ever. Im so sorry Molly , you are going to be the theoretical punch bag ...... I can't do anything , Molly , I am so so so sorry , Molly I can..."

Molly looked up at John " I know "
She said cutting him off. " But we have to be there for him "

We.

She had said we.

And with that both Molly and John collapsed in tears. It would no longer be We , it would be just Molly . They both had hell in front of them to go through, and both their hells were in effort to protect Sherlock.

Meanwhile Sherlock was unconscious on Molly's sofa, the full moon gleaming on his face. Unaware.

Unaware that as he slept (sedated to get him under control) his two best friends in the world were making the biggest sacrifice of normality to save him.

The consulting detective of 221b Baker street.