|A New Game for Moriarty
Author: missadric2 PM
Jim wants to play a new game with Sherlock, but to start his new game, he needs to pay a visit to Molly. One Shot, Sherlock and John make an appearance, please review :Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Drama - Molly Hooper & J. Moriarty - Words: 2,375 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 7 - Published: 09-26-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7414259
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OK, so I enjoyed writing my first Sherlock fanfic so I decided to write another quick one. This one is mainly about Jim and Molly, post series 1 cliff hanger. Please read and review
Scarlett is my character and if you don't know who she is please read my other Sherlock fanfic, Jealousy in University.
Jim knew that Molly will still be at the morgue, Sherlock had just left and she always stayed for a little while longer just in case he came back after forgetting something. When Jim saw that Sherlock had left, he made his way into the building to find Molly at her office. He didn't knock or make any sound, he just stared through the window, he could see her but she couldn't see him. Molly shuffled a few papers and put them away into a folder. She quickly wrote something on the front and stored it away for later. Jim checked his watch, it was 11:32pm, any minute now she would get a text. Molly's phone lit and she picked it up and read the text. Jim smiled wickedly and moved over to the door to lean against the door frame.
Molly smiled slightly at the text.
"Molly! Thanks to you I have a placement at Barts! With you! I'm so happy thank you! – Scarlett"
She quickly texted back so she could shoot off home, she knew Sherlock wouldn't be back that night.
"It's no problem, I've had fun teaching you everything so far, I'm glad we'll be able to work together some more – Molly"
She pocketed her phone and grabbed her coat, slipping it on with ease. She felt her phone go off but she didn't answer it, she knew it would just be Scarlett replying. Her hand reached for the door handle but the door opened without her doing so. Her eyes stared straight at the torso of someone she never wanted to see again. She forced her eyes up his Westwood suit to his face where it had a wicked smirk painted upon it. Frozen, Molly just stared, wide eyed, jaw dropped.
"Am I not going to get a hello?" Jim asked in a pleasant tone.
Molly didn't say anything, just kept staring.
"Oh Molls, I have missed you, you know?" he said politely.
"Please close your mouth my dear, it's not the most polite thing to do" he said a bit more sinister.
"That's better" he smiled.
"Wha...what are..." she started but was unable to form the words.
"What am I doing here?" he finished for her.
"Like I said, I've missed you, couldn't just leave you could I?" he looked down at her and took a step toward her, she stepped away from him "don't be like that Molls" he pouted slightly.
"You, you tried to kill..."she tried again to speak but failed.
"Sherlock and John, yes however I didn't succeed, which was a shame I suppose" he said smoothly.
"You sound different" she said quietly.
"Well, yes I did put on the whole Jim from IT thing, I'm surprised John didn't say anything to you about me"
"John said that you were an extremely dangerous criminal and that I made a huge mistake with you" Jim raised an eyebrow at her response and took another step closer, the door shutting behind him. She also took another step back.
"Johnny boy described me well, I'm slightly impressed"
"What do you want Jim?"
"I wanted to see you"
"Do I need a reason?"
"When it's you yes, you do"
Jim looked at her in surprise but it soon changed to amusement.
"I don't think I should give you a reason, surprises are so much better" he smiled again.
Jim took his chance and jumped towards her and placed a finger on her lips.
"Patience my dear" he said. Molly went completely still, out of pure fear. Jim's eyes roamed over her face and he saw a strand of loose hair dangling over her eye. Using his hand gently he brushed it back and took his finger away from her lips. "Something big is coming, that's all I can say"
In a futile attempt Molly tried to text for help but Jim just laughed at her. He took her phone away and whispered in her ear "naughty, you can't get help, not for another 10 minutes at least"
"Are you leaving then?" Molly asked voice mixed from relief to an odd disappointment. Jim chuckled.
"No, Sherlock has left one of his gloves, it's on your desk and he would have just realised now, he won't be long now" he explained.
"This big plan, am I part of it?" Molly asked.
"Oh yes, my dear, you're a very important part of it" he said "now that's enough of you asking questions, time to start putting my new plan to action, I want to start playing again" he moved away from Molly and went over to her desk. His eyes skimmed over the top and he could hear Molly's breathing increase from fear. He smiled, he loved having this much influence over her, over anyone. Moving objects around on her desk and the furniture starting to play his game, Jim smiled to himself, knowing that this beginning would get Sherlock's attention again.
"What are you doing?" Molly asked, as he glided over her things. He didn't answer. He just got out a pad of paper and wrote a quick note and placed it on the desk. He swiftly moved back over to her and looked down at her.
He checked his watch, 5 minutes before Sherlock would come back in. He had to do this now, but something deep in the pit of his stomach was stopping him. What was this? What was going on? Usually when he had to kill someone he could do it very quickly and it wouldn't bother him but this time it was Molly, Molly Hooper. Had he grown fond of her? He mentally shook himself and brought out his knife. Molly's eyes shot open showing her fear, she tried to escape but the door was locked, how had Jim done that?
"No use trying to escape my dear, I'll make it quick, don't worry" he began his approach to her and his gut kept complaining. He ignored it.
"Please, Jim, don't!" Molly cried at him. He grabbed her neck and lifted her up slightly. Her phone went off again and Jim smiled.
He poised his knife to hover over her stomach but he just couldn't bring himself to push it in. This was a whole new feeling, Jim Moriarty couldn't kill. He didn't want to kill her, he snarled to himself in anger. That's when his mind began to wander. What if he could change his plan slightly, not kill her just injure her? Maybe he could change her; she could be his and no-one else's. He liked that idea. Instead of piercing her stomach, he repositioned the knife so it wouldn't cause too much damage. He thrust his hand forward not thinking about how Molly screamed in pain. He released her neck and let her drop to the floor. He put his knife away and left Molly with the note for Sherlock. How he hated doing the dirty work.
Sherlock eventually reached the hospital again and quickly let himself in. He knew that his glove would either be in the morgue or Molly's office. He swiftly made his way to the morgue first, Molly wasn't there and neither was his glove. He sighed irritated and began to head to Molly's office. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket just as he reached her office. He stopped and checked his phone.
"Could you please bring some milk back with you? We're almost out – John" Sherlock sighed and texted back.
"Why can't you get it, you're closer to the shop than me – SH"
"It is your turn"
"John, it's a two minute walk to the shop, it's more like a 20 minute walk for me"
"But I'm busy, can't you bring some back on the way home?"
"Just because Sarah is there doesn't mean you are busy, I'm sure she wouldn't mind going with you, stop being childish, I'm busy as well"
"Busy with what?"
"I'm at the morgue"
"Yeah, finding a glove, that's not busy"
"Just get the milk yourself, my glove is important"
"A glove isn't important"
"It is to me, you get the milk, I'm not getting it" Sherlock sighed heavily, John always wanted him to get the milk, even when it didn't make sense. He looked through Molly's office window and saw his glove on her desk, but that was the only thing he saw, or heard for that matter. Molly's desk chair was over turned and he could hear Molly moan and groan in pain. He moved his gaze to the floor and saw Molly clutching her stomach with blood all over her hands. Sherlock panicked and quickly texted John.
"GET HERE NOW! – SH"
HE ran round to the office door and forced it open. He knelt down to Molly who was almost screaming.
"It's ok Molly, I'll get help" Sherlock said getting his phone out again to get some staff down to the morgue quickly "who did this to you?"
Molly didn't say anything just pointed to the note that lay next to her. She winced again and cried even more. Sherlock picked the note up and put it away in his pocket. He quickly checked his texts.
"What? What have you done now? – John"
"SHERLOCK! WHAT'S WRONG? – John"
"ANSWER YOUR PHONE!"
Sherlock texted quickly again.
"Molly's been stabbed – SH"
He put his phone away, knowing John was on his way and turned his focus to Molly. He took her hand in his to try and get a look at the wound. She refused to cooperate and kept her hand over the injury.
"Molly I need to look at the wound" he said sternly. She still refused. He sighed and tried a softer approach "Molly, can I please have a look, the staff are on their way, you'll be fine, just let me see"
This time Molly let him see. The wound was wide and deep, but from what Sherlock saw it didn't look like it was in a vital place, whoever did this didn't want her dead, at least not immediately. Molly began to shiver, she was losing a lot of blood and quickly. Frustrated and confused Sherlock took his coat off and carefully wrapped Molly up in it. Even if he didn't care for Molly as she did for him, he still cared for her well being, for one thing, who would help him get fresh bodies without the paperwork if she died?
John arrived in record time. Molly had been taken up to A&E and it had been confirmed she would need an operation to stop the bleeding, but she would be fine.
"Who do you think attacked her?" John asked, hoping his minds answer wasn't true.
Sherlock didn't answer John, he just dug into his pocket and brought out the note.
"What does that say?" John asked.
"It says 'A little present for you my dear, JM'" Sherlock said. He ripped it up and binned the note.
"Moriarty" John said simply.
"He didn't want to kill her"
"How do you know?"
"The way the knife went in, it wasn't in a vital place to cause any real, lasting damage, but why would he want Molly alive?" at that point a Doctor came up to them.
"Well?" John asked.
"She'll be fine, she just needs to rest, if you hadn't found her Mr Holmes, well she wouldn't be with us right now" the Doctor said.
"I'm sure she would be" Sherlock said.
"Can we see her?" John asked.
"Yes, but not for long, like I said, she needs to rest" he said letting them in.
John and Sherlock entered the room quietly and saw that Molly was still awake, but only just. She smiled weakly at them.
"Hey, Molly" John said kindly "how are you feeling?"
"OK, considering" Molly said "thank you Sherlock"
Sherlock looked at her from the door.
"Don't mention it" he said.
"I don't think he wanted to kill me" Molly said.
This grabbed Sherlock's attention. He moved over to her bedside.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Jim, I don't think he wanted to kill me, I mean I did at first but I saw something change in his face when he had me against the wall. It was as if he was fighting with himself" she explained. Her eyes became extremely heavy and it was hard for her to fight against them.
"We'll leave you to sleep Molly" John said hinting for him and Sherlock to leave.
"One more thing Sherlock" Molly said.
"He said something big is coming" she said before sleep took her.
John hovered at the door, not hearing what Molly had said.
Going on some gut impulse Sherlock quickly kissed Molly's forehead and whispered in her ear.
"You were very brave Molly Hooper, I'm proud" He straightened up and walked out the room with John.
"What did she say?" John asked as they walked side by side.
"Moriarty is playing a new game, something big, we need to be ready"
"So this was a warning?"
Sherlock smiled slightly.
I hope you liked this one shot, you will find out what Moriarty is planning soon, but I will have Uni work so I'll have to upload when I can, please review I would very much appreciate it :D xxx