Sherlock stiffened, his eyes moving around the room, John instinctively went into a defensive crouch, and the Doctor and Amy circled each other, looking all around the room.

"John!" Amy shouted, as Charlie leapt from behind the chair, pressing the dagger that had taken his mother's life against John's throat.

"Charlie, just stop and think about this. Just let him go, let's be rational about this, okay? Why don't you let John go?" The Doctor said slowly, trying to make eye contact with Charlie. Sherlock and John locked eyes, and for the first time, it was painfully obvious that Sherlock was scared, terrified.

"She deserved it! She lied to him, to us! She was ruining everything, running off with her stupid whores! This happened because she couldn't just keep her hands to herself, she deserved what she got! All adulterers are filth!" Sherlock paled slightly as the dagger dug deeper into John's neck.

"Hey, you know Charlie, so yeah your mum cheated but think about it. Maybe she didn't love your dad, maybe he wasn't good enough, or she was just bored of him."

"No! Shut up! Just shut up!" Charlie shouted, jamming his eyes shut. Little beads of red began appearing on John's neck and Sherlock took his chance to move forward, only stopping when he saw the lack of fear in John's eyes.

"John." He whispered.

"Charlie, you need to understand that your mother made the decision to go after what she wanted. Granted I was immoral but she did it and she didn't have to die for it. She didn't to die." John added quietly. In a matter of seconds, the dagger was on the ground and John was holding a sobbing Charlie close to his chest. John and Sherlock locked eyes once more as John rubbed Charlie's back, and out of the corner of their eyes they saw the blue light zoom into the Doctor's pocket.

Well wasn't that fun? And I nearly thought we were going to get rid of the pet.

Better luck next time. Speaking of next time, Darling; you'll be waiting quite a

while for me, but don't worry. I'm well worth the wait.

J. Moriarty xx

In the next twenty minutes, all four of them had read the message, explained to Charles that his son had killed his wife and had him send for the police to arrest Charlie, and were now back in the TARDIS Control Room.

"So what do we do now? Just go back to normal? What about Rory and River?" Amy asked quietly.

"Now we wait. Moriarty isn't finished, he's just planning our the grand finale. Rory and River are safe, and I'm going to find out the exact date and time that they will be released from that room. Possibly find out where it is, but River is clever, I'm sure she blocked it from me." The Doctor said, already fiddling away with the controls.

"John can we talk?" Sherlock asked suddenly. John stared up at him, nodding after a few moments and following Sherlock to their room. Amy watched them leave and waited until they were out of ear shot before she went to the Doctor's side.

"Doctor, they're not safe, they'll never be safe! Not with Moriarty around. What are we supposed to do? Just sit and wait around for that mad man to come back and nearly kill them? Because I'm not going to do that, neither will they. Sherlock will never stop fighting until he knows John is safe, and I know John will do the same for him. So what can we do? How can we help them?" He caught her eyes for a few seconds before looking back to the controls and gave her a sad smile.

"Moriarty wasn't kidding when he said he would make us wait, the only thing I can find out about this room is that the time-lock will dissolve in 2010. We can't skip ahead because we're waiting on Moriarty, and we can't keep John and Sherlock with us for that long. There's only one thing we can do: take them home."

"John." Sherlock said, leaning against the door. John was fussing with his bed covers, refusing to look at him. "John. Please." Sherlock moved behind him and grabbed his hand.

"Don't, Sherlock. Just don't." John turned away from him and sank into his bed putting his head in his hands.

"John, I.." Sherlock started again, but he had no idea how to finish that sentence. "John, I need you to understand. I didn't want Victor to kiss me, I told him not to, I told him to stop. There was nothing I could do and I panicked, but I didn't kiss him back and I never wanted it. I didn't know, I didn't mean for..John. I am..sorry." John's eye brows shot up and he stared at Sherlock in disbelief. "John I need you to know that I am...that I would never try to hurt you. And what you said earlier, to Charlie, none of that is true about you. John, you are good enough for me. Far too good, honestly. And you never bore me. That's how it's always been, and how it always will be. And John," He cupped John's cheek in his palm. "I love you. I swear it, I do. Hurting you is something that I never wanted to happen and I never want it to happen again. I understand if you don't want to forgive me, but know that what i'm saying is true." One beat passed. Two, three, four. John and Sherlock's eye's were locked and in one swift movement, John stood, taking Sherlock's face in his hands.

"I believe you." John whispered into his ear, his lips moving against Sherlock's ear sent a shiver down Sherlock's spine. John pulled back slightly and pressed his lips against Sherlock's. Gone were the sweet and gentle kisses, that wasn't enough, not right then. This kiss was deep and passionate, letting out all the emotions they had been holding in. Sherlock let out a soft moan at the feeling of John tongue running across his bottom lip before sucking it gently. John's lips moved across his jaw, nibbling on his ear for a moment, before placing sloppy kisses on his neck. He lightly bit and sucked at where Sherlock's neck met his shoulder, causing another barely stifled, breathy moan. Sherlock pushed John gently until they fell back onto his bed and Sherlock moved to straddle him. Sherlock wove his fingers through John's hair as their lips melted together in a heated kiss and John bucked up into Sherlock.

"John..please. Want this, want you. I need you." Sherlock breathed out against John's neck. John groaned, flipping them over carefully so that Sherlock's legs were wrapped around John's hips.

"Are you sure? You definitely want this?" John asked and Sherlock nodded, giving him a breathtaking smile.

John took off his tee-shirt and belt, tossing them to the floor before slowly unbuttoning Sherlock's tight, dark blue shirt and carefully placing it over his own. John's fingers trailed down Sherlock's bare chest before numbly unbuttoning Sherlock's trousers. He pulled Sherlock's trousers and pants down past his knees, before repeating the actions on himself. Sherlock's wrapped his arms around John's torso, pulling him downwards and kissing him again.

John twisted his fingers around Sherlock's curls as Sherlock's fingers traced over John's back, chest, arms, face, anything and everything that his fingers could reach. He took it all in, memorizing every bump, curve and childhood scar. When he finished, John flipped them over, placing careful kiss along Sherlock's sharp collarbones, shoulders, and chest. John flicked his tongue over Sherlock's nipple causing Sherlock to squirm beneath him. John kissed and licked his way down Sherlock's torso, sucking gently on the hollow of his hip.

"John, John, John, John." Sherlock said, his voice full of love and desire as he turned to lie on his stomache. John peppered kisses over his pale back. Each tender touch silently spoke the words that John could not. I'm sorry, I forgive you, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you.

"John, please. I want you." Sherlock breathed out, squirming beneath him. John nodded into his back before quickly going to the bedside table and began rummaging through the drawers content.

"Er..Sherlock?" John said looking back towards him, "You don't have a rubber or anything in here, do you?"

Sherlock looked over at John, catching his eyes, before breaking into a smile and grabbed John's shoulders, chuckling as he brought John in for a deep kiss.

"Idiot." He breathed into his lover's mouth.

WOW WOW WOW I am so sosososoos so sorry I did abandon this for a while but it will soon be finish! I am so super super sorry aah I suck I know, send me your hate and maybe ill bake you cookies okay? Okay.