#fantasy!lock

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Fantasy!lock outline (part 2)

So I believe it was just yesterday, when I promised to write the rest of the Character Study for this story, am I right? Yes, I believe I am. So let's get started, shall we? After all we have one Molly Hooper and Mary Morstran to discuss and I haven't even mentioned Mycroft and the rest of the future Detective Club's members...

And before I start properly I have to thank to Lexie. It's really long time ago when I found her Detective Club post and I thought it was amazing idea. So I hope no one will get angry with me for using the same name in my outline. At least temporarily. If anyone has better idea about how to call their club in this story I'm all ears!

But right now:

Character Study: part 2

Molly Hooper

Species: Mermaid (at least at the beginning of the story)

Little Molly Hopper is super-clever mermaid. She lives in the sea nearby St. Bart's School. She was always interested in outside world. To be more specific: in the terrestrial part of world. She's curious about everything. She has five older brothers and three younger. (That's not much. Mermaids go about "child makeing" the same way fish do. There's simply that time of year and they feel the need to mate, so they do. They don't have so much modesty as overland supernatural species do.)

Molly is the only female in the family. Her mother isn't around much. As a predatory type of mermaid (or if you want to then let's call them sirens) she needs fresh flesh to survive, so she travels around the world, seduces men and eats them up - literally. Sirens use they vocal cords to make specific noises that males simply can't resist. What's more pureblood sirens are always considered beautiful, no matter what. 

Sirens, for very obvious reasons (they're worse than vampires - at least nowadays they are. They still need meat and flesh - preferably human flesh - but vampires can easily survive just on blood packages from hospitals), can't set foot (or shall I say fin?) on the land. They're forbidden to do so. 

Thankfully our curious mermaid is just half-predatory type and therefore can sign for exchange programme. This programme every year selects one mermaid who is taught Land Language (in this case English) and can spend full 365 days on the land. St. Bart's Hospital takes part in this project for years now. Headmaster believes it's only a good thing to educate mermaids more.

So you'd understand - mermaids and underwater society in general are classified as... well, something not inteligent enough. Creatures without manners with cold blood and croaky voices (only sirens are good at speaking and singing - most of the mermaids are simply used to use their vocal cords only under surface or to not use them at all - mermaids have other ways to communicate than just words - for example their pheromones, colous of their fin, if their able to colourshift and many others. But the probems with vocal cords come with age, or better - with how mmuch time you spend under water - that's why the programme chooses only teen mermaids - old enough to take care of themselves, but not old enough to have problems with speaking. By the way - mermaids age faster than humans do - one year is like two or three for them). And when you consider how many children each family has... For overland creatures it is simply barbaric. It's like some kind of undeveloped country for them. The truth is - mermaid soiety is simply different. When you age quicker you have to do things quicker or your speicement won't survive.

However Molly is simply the exact material for the exchange programme. She's young, sweet, bit shy when meeting new people, quick learner, curious and with simply perfect voice (thanks to her mother). She's on the top of list of students who'll have the chance to explore The World Above, as mermaids usually call it. 

To say she's excited would big understatement.

However she is. She does convince her father and brothers, that she'll be fine and in the end they agree to let her go. It's sad she doesn't know what'll happen to her and that she won't be able to swim with them ever again... But that's for some other time.

Molly goes to the St. Bart's Shool with new shool year. 

She has to use wheelchair to move around once she's on the land. (No, I'm not going to use magic to change her fin into legs - that's in my opinion hardly possible and I didn't even like the idea, so sorry if you were expecting I'm going to make it easy for her like that.) She can't really stand on her fin, now can she? 

But that's not the only difficulty. She needs to stay well-hydrated. She's still mermaid and she needs lot of water to drink in order to stay alive. (That's what almost causes her her life once. She stays with Sherlock in his lab for too long one day and she forgets to drink. But I'll come back to this little escapade later.) On the other hand mermaids actually are cold-blooded creatures. That means she needs enough clothing to stay warm at all times. She's sensitive to temperature. It's sad her taste in clothing is terrible, but those hideous jumpers at least keep her warm.

However the worst dead for mermaid is still to dry. It's painful, because all scales on their fins are slowly dropping off. It's probably the worst thing possible for mermaids. And people say some mermaids even lost their minds during this process. No one knows for sure, because it's long time since The Hunts. So Molly is advised to go swimming at least once every three days, so her fin can stay hydrated.

Molly as a proper sea mermaid also driks water with salt, but thanks to her mum can eat meat as well as vegetable and though she prefers vegetarian meals she eats fish just fine too (John once asks her if it's not cannibalism. Molly blushes and stammers. Sherlock only huffs in anoyance: "Is it cannibalism when shark eats other fish? Really, John...")

So that's basicaly Molly Hooper's life up to the point when she starts her year at Bart's. There she shares room with fairy called Meena, but everything other will have to wait for the continuation of this outline.

Mary Morstran

Species: fairy (some people say pixie, but mind you - that's not the right term! But if you especialy dislike word fairy, you can always use the same name John uses - he simply calls her "Bloody Minx")

Mary is all mischief and pranks. Like every proper fairy she loves fun and romance. Fairies are something like Cupid. They love to play matchmakers or simply make human's lives more interesting. The don't like to be bored and they have charming kind of aura around them. They're something like overland sirens. 

Sadly, that's partly why not many people think highly of fairies. They're simply the ones for fun. But if you want to find fairy who's politician or officer it'll be incredibly hard. Fairies usualy like more artictic jobs like singer, writer, cook and so on. They don't like to keep things "all serious".

But because of this, others find them rather too wild. As if they were always stuck as teens. Very little people take them seriously. 

It might be partly even because of the sexuality fairies have. They can't help it, but are very... erm, full of appetite. Some fairies even build their career on the sexual urges. What's more fairies are very breakable creatures - charming, but petite with slim waists and fragile bones so their wings can be strong enough to lift them. They usually don't eat much and are considered the prettiest girls at school.

Now look at everything fairies are and compare it to Mary Morstran. 

Yes, Mary is most definitely fairy.

No, she most definitely is not ordinary one.

Mary's father used to work for The Night Knights (don't remember who TNK are? Read my previous post on the matter of Fantasy!lock then. I believe I mentioned them at least twice) and his daugter learned quite a few tricks from him. She can handle almost every known weapon and is unstoppable force when she once sets her mind into it. 

Mary never knew her mum, but accroding to her dad she was fairy as well, which means Mary is pureblood fairy.

As I mentioned before this goes nicely with her mischievous part and her romantic heart. She's very romantic person. Fairies have twice in their life chance to bond. First time is sometime around their 17 and the second around 40. Fairies are very indipendent creatures full of energy - well, until they're bonded. Bond is for lifetime and not even death can change it.

Mary has always hoped to find her match, her bondmate, or even better - her soulmate and to be bond on her on her first Glittering (that's how fairies call they time of bonding, because all magical powers fairies posses are during that time connected just and only to their emotions and when you think of typical cheerful character of fairies then it's not hard to deduce everything around them shines and glitters almost instantly - fairies' magic is almost always visible via strong and coloured light comming from each spell), but she loses all her hope, when she's kiddnaped on her 14th birthday. 

It turns out her father was on some kind of case alone. Something happened and he vanished - no one knows where to. So 3S (still remember them from my last post?) were supposed to bring her to the secret base of TNK. TNK takes special care of children of their members and if there's no living family for the children, they raises them in their base. 

So that's how Mary was trained. And she was bloody good. She even went to a few missions with professionals and everyone praised het on her skills.

It's all good until one very important member of TNK takes special interest in the young fairy. He wants to train her into something more and better - into Assasin with capital A. Into something - modificated. Something only few people know about for now. 

Thankfully Mary finds few clues about her planned "promotion" and she decides to flee. She explains to TNK that she's fairy and wants her freedom and they buy it. So the organization pays for her education at St. Brat's Hospital. 

She starts the same year as Molly and her story is intereting one as well. But all in the right time. 

I believe I promised to do Mycroft as well today, but I can't find the energy. I always get home incredibly late and I have terrible day ahead tomorrow, so I hope you understand. But I hope to write Mycroft, Lestrade, Donovan and Anderson this week too. Now when I think of it I should include Mrs. Hudson, Irene and Moriarty too, shouldn't I?

Yes, I probably will. 

At least you have our four main characters. I almost always put those four as the main ones, because I simply love their dynamics. It's perfect. I love them as friends and as couples too. Both are amazing. 

Oh, I'm definitely tired - I'm starting to ramble even in my writing. God. 

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So as always, few things before the end:   

No, I don't own Sherlock or the characters. They all belong to their respective owners. Mine is only this outline and plot I created here.

As always - do you have antyhing you want to know? Are you interested in any minor detail? I'm all ears, so please don't hesistate to ask - I'll be happy to reply. Or if you have any sort of impovement, I'll be happy to listen to it as well. But probably read my ABOUT page beforehand though.

I wonder if anyone actually reads the notes under line? Well, it's not like it matters. 

Well then - hope you enjoyed what I've written today. Good night.

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Mer!lock + Vamp!lock + Teenlock = very weird Fantasy!lock outline (part 1)

So here I am again with a new crazy outline, that popped into my mind. And yes, I'm very much aware that I don't keep up with my What-to-write-next plan. Oh, well, one can't have everything and I'm hardly a strong willed person - well, not strong willed enough to write what I should be writing and not what I want to...

Anyway, back to to the main topic - Mer!lock/Vamp!lock outline. 

Just one more thing, before I start - I have to thank to Miz-joely with her Masterlists and artists that created short video called High Tide, which I found on my dashboard few days ago and which I absolutely love, for giving me some inspiration. 

Now as I said before - the Fantasy!lock outline itself.

First of all a short description of the world where I decided to set my storyline. Most things happen in a very special boarding school somewhere near the sea (maybe Scotland?) named St. Bartholomew's Hospital (it actually used to be hospital, but hardly an ordinary one - but we're yet to get to this topic) for very extraordinary students. 

St. Bart's Hospital is a school just and only for supernatural students. Such as: vampires (one pair of infamous Holmes Brothers...), werevolves (don't you know someone with name Watson?), fairies, witches, angels, demons, necromancers, ghosts and from time to time even exchange mermaid pupils.

But St. Bart's School is hardly the only one in Britain, though it's the most famous one. Its students get the best jobs possible for them and are almost always very successful in life. So no one is surprised when the Holmes family decides to put both their sons here. However, Mr. and Mrs. Holmes think of this place more as a last option than anything other, because their children got kicked out of every other school they had attened before (and mind you - they even tried schools for humans! Not that it worked... After the rumours about the Vampire in Sussex the Holmes family even had to move house!). (+ it had nothing to do with Mycroft - he was always the dutiful one - but Sherlock... that's an entirely different story. The younger son was always very happy to scare all the ordinary people away and when his deductions weren't enough, he simply used his fangs and bat-shifting to complete what he already begun - still wondering where the rumours about Vampire in Sussex had come from?)

So St. Bart's is definitely they're last chance.

The name St. Bart's Hospital has origins in 19th century. The shool complex used to be a real hospital. In 1827 scientist called Bartholomew Bardulf put a big amount of money into his hospital. The place was popular among people. Bardulf was a doctor, but he always desired to study supernatural creatures more closely. 

One hospital building - now called The Haunted House or sometimes even The Poltergeist's Laboratory - was used as a place where Bardulf frequently experimented on supernatural creatures. According to his own notes, which were found after The Great Fire, Bardulf actually imprisoned dozens of mermaids, fairies, five wrevolves and even one vampire and tested almost everything on them. Most of his experiments were simply too sadistic to be even talked about and sadly not even one of his test subjects made it out of The Haunted House alive. 

When the word about insane sadistic doctor was spread among people, humans mostly didn't want to go back to the hospital. That meant The Night Knights (elite group of supernatural soldiers) were able to get into action. The St. Bart's Hospital was burnt down and Dr. Bardulf murdered - painfully. 

Almost 80 years later were the remaining buildings used as a training camp for supernatural teens who were going to fight in WWI. Between WWI and WWII was the original St. Bart's Hospital rebuilt into a proper school. During WWII supernatural families could sent their children here for protection. (School is situated in countryside and has strong rules for interspeciement toleration.)

So that was a brief history of St. Bart's School. Now characters - you'll need to know what they are in order to understand the whole story. 

Character study: part 1

Sherlock Holmes

Species: Vampire

Sherlock has always been the problematic child. He has always been different and not many people liked him. And he was not going to change a bit for them. He was who he was - what did it matter what they thought about him? 

He was in more schools than he cares to remember. Some of them were even for humas, because there aren't quite that many supernatural schools in Britain and his parents were desparate. 

So at the age of 38 (in human age - about 13 - when you're borned vampire you age faster when you're younger, but the older you are the slower the proces of aging is) he started (with his older dickheaded brother) at St. Bart's Hospital.

He was one of the youngest there, because, to put it simply, he had been insufferble and not even one other school wanted him sudying there. So his parents had to arrange for him to start earlier than the rest of his pupils. On one hand, this just made him more of an outcast, because of his age, on the other hand, his mind was more occupied, due to the harder subjects. 

Sadly this did not last forever and soon Sherlock found his subjects boring again. He decided to not even go to classes anymore and spent most of his time in “his” lab instead.  He simply came to the lessons just to write tests and sometimes not event that. Why should he write the boring ones?

Haven't mentioned lab yet, have I? Sorry - here we go.

So Sherlock spends about five years at St. Bart's. He's lonely and bullied and feels terrible, because he thinks Mycroft doesn't care about him enough to help him. So he wanders around shool and even explores The Haunted House - or what's left of it. The building itself is still in place, but the space inside is empty and full of ash. So Sherlock cleans up a bit and makes it his own laboratory. 

He finds probably decapitated head and with some spellbooks tries to invoke the soul that once resided inside the skull. He's only partly successful. 

Yes, he invokes the skull's spirit, but it's not the only thing he invokes. Actually he sets free every soul in The Haunted House. And certain ghost with name starting with letter M becomes interested in his rescuer...

However that's something to disscus later on. 

So Sherlock is at Bart's until he's almost 15 (in human age) and he's incredibly bored. It's only pleasant when he's finally moved from his old room to 221b. All rooms in section B are for two people. Sherlock isn't very happy about it, but he quickly changes his mind, when he meets John Watson the lonely werewolf who just lost almost his entire pack in one of the stupid territory war.

To put it briefly - they become friends almost instantly. 

They solve crimes together and Sherlock even introduces John to his Ghost Netwok (these are the same ghosts he once freed from The Haunted House - they felt so grateful that most of them vowed to help him at all times with whatever he'll need - Sherlock mostly uses them as source of information). 

Sherlock and John solve crimes together. When no are aviable, Sherlock sulks in their room or works at his lab (no one dares to set foot into The Haunted House - well, no one other than Sherlock or John). Sherlock starts to use his Ghost Network more. That costs him new nickname from his classmates: The Dead Boy. But it works nicely, because even though people still call him "freak" and "psychopath", they don't dare to touch him or hurt him now.

(It's this or the way John stood up for him, when he found few other werevolwes who tried to beat Sherlock up. John scared them all away and Sherlock even thanked him - that's why he let John know about his acces to The Haunted House.)

And so this goes on until the start of new year - but that's for the second part with plot - or simply Fantasy!lock part 2 or 3 or 4... Sorry. 

John Watson

Species: Werewolf

John Watson comes from a long generation of werewolves. And he's an exceptionaly strong one, too. Many members of his pack thought he'll be the next Alpha. 

Oh, well, sometimes life's just cruel. 

John's clan got intoa  territory war with their neighbours. Unfortunately they did not win. Actually his pack was almost eradicated. It's only John and his sister Harry and their friend Clara who survived. Mostly because of John who took care of them all. They escaped from London and seeked help in their friend's house. 

Stamfords were happy to help them. As angels their family was neutral to the war and therefore obliged to help them. That's simply in angelic nature to help others. 

Mike Stamford, John's old friend, is only a half-angel. His mother is a necromancer (funny combination wouldn't you say? But such things happen more and more often these days - supernatural laws are more liberal, many believe it to be wrong, but no one has done antyhing about it so far) and his father is a member of The Night Knights. His mother sometimes uses Voodoo, but Mike is neither an angel, nor a necromancer. He took after his great grandmum - he's a healer and a very good one - he's even able to revive some already dead body parts or bring someone who just died back to life (but that person had to have died maximum of three minutes ago, or he's helpless - hid angelic side supress the necromancer one). Mike can also smell death. This is rather sad, but he never tells anyone about it. He mentioned it once to John and his great grandmum (who he cares strognly about) knows too, but that's it. Of course Sherlock finds out when he meets Mike (more like when John and himself drag Mike to a crime scene and Sherlock sees him snif the air). 

Anyway, John, Harry and Clara stay with Stamfords for a while. Supernatural Social Services (I'd call it SSS, but it sounds too much like the infamous organization from WWII, so let's just call it 3S, ok?) comes to Stamfords to make arrangments about the kids. They let Harry and Clara choose if they want to go live with some new pack or stay. (John can't have that option - he's positively an Alpha material or at least an extraordinary strong Beta and no one will accept potential rival of their own children, that's simply not how it works.) They both choose to go to a new pack. John feels betrayed by his own sister and refuses to talk to her.

Stamfords decide it's for the best if John could start his life all over again. On some new place. So they pay for him and Mike to go to St. Bart's Hospital. 

That's John's past and how he happened to know Mike Stamford (the future teacher at St. Bart's and one of the strongst healers in this century). 

So as we already know - John's sharing room with a vampire called Sherlock Holmes. John thinks he's interesting the first time he meets him. And though he thinks it's a bit odd to put vampire and werewolf together (they're natural enemies) he vows that he won't be the unfriendly one.

That proves to be rather difficult, when Sherlock acts like a complete wanker. Honestly: the boy is insufferable! Fristly he looks as if he wanted to kill John, then he says him his whole lifestory - how his parents died, his sister left him and how he's friends with necromancer/angel/healer, which is very odd and people won't like it - and in the end he looks terrified and flees the room. To put it simply - John's confused. Astonished, but confused.

Sherlock, it would seem, is trying really hard to hide from John - he doesn't even sleep in their room, for god's sake! (Sherlock spends his days and nights inside The Haunted Hause - simply too scared to go to his room - not that he would ever admit it. But really - can you blame him? Most of his bullies were werewolves and now he's supposed to live with one and he most probably managed to outrage him already! So yes, of course Sherlock won't be coming back to his room or go anywhere near John for a long while.)

But then the incident with bullies happens and John's there to help Sherlock out. That's when John understands why Sherlock seemed so distressed when they first met and Sherlock has a bit more faith in John from now on. John is older (he's 16 and half when he starts St. Bart's shool) and more muscular, though shorter than Sherlock and even when Sherlock isn't werewolf his senses are still good enough to recognize strong Alpha/Beta (it's hard to tell at this time - teen hormones are very unstable, even more so, when that particular spieces recognizes each other by smell).

John is happy to have Sherlock. In the more primitive part of his mind he categorized Sherlock as a member of his new pack (as well as he long time ago categorized Mike), so Sherlock simply can't get rid of him even if he wanted to. Werevwolves are forever loyal to their packs, they would protect them at all costs and they'd die for them. Sherlock becomes aware of his and John's relationship after one very ugly case when Sherlock is almost killed by sunlight (yes killed, no Twilight here, I very much like the original way with vampires, thank you!). And when John saves Sherlock's life while nearly dying himself and he's happy about it (John actually laughs and grins while holding his own strongly bleeding wound and is relieved - he says to Sherlock something along the lines: "Oh, don't worry about me - I'll be alright. Just glad it wasn't you. You're alright, aren't you?") - Sherlock realizes how deeply John cares about him. Sherlock isn't just John's best friend - he's almost his family, part of his very extraordinary pack, which means to werewolf even more than normal family relationship.

So yes - John is a firecely loyal Alpha/Beta werewolf who includes vampire (werevolve's archenemies), half-necromancer/half-angel healer (who by old laws shouldn't even be alive), (and after the story will progress) fairy, angel and mermaid (who'll lose her fin/tail) (plus one not-very-good necromacer, witch and pompous vampire - but John would never admit those three) into his pack.

John is amazed by Sherlock's deduction skills and his Ghost Network and because he loves adventure he helps Sherlock with cases. (And sometimes they take Mike along.)

But almost everything changes with the new school year.

Next > (Character Study II.: Molly, Mary)

I'm so sorry - I'd love to write more, but I'm simply exhausted tonight. But I'll write something more asap. Oh, well, I'll try.  Now just few things I should have mentioned:

Of course Sherlock Holmes and all the other characters belong to their respective owners. I created just this plot, nothing more.

By the way - I believe my English is, erm, not good, shall we say? I'd love it, if someone would be interested in being my Betareader? I'd apprecite it a lot, thank you.

That's all for today. Hope you enjoyed. As always - you can ask about any part of the story you're interested in. Might be good for you to read my ABOUT page. 

[kennichka]

Lavender, heather, sage by kennichka My sister gifted me the most beautiful sketchbook ever, and the first thing I drew in it was knight!John Watson (: I chose lavender, heather and sage because they are amazing plants. They are beautiful in their own way. It's not the typical prettiness of roses and lilies, but more subtle and somewhat simple type of beauty. These herbs are also used in medicine. Sage is good at curing ARI, it has anti-inflammatory effect, can be used for mild sedation and also as a spice in culinary. Lavender has sedative effect too, it increases appetite and helps to relieve rheumatism, pain and migraines. If you have strong headache, the smell of lavender will make you feel better. Heather has wound healing and disinfectant effect, it helps with gastrointestinal diseases and radicular pain. And bees love all three of these herbs (:

[welovesherlolly]

Sherlock, thinking Molly's in Danger after Mycroft shows him the Moriaty video; ignore his brother's cries to stop and changes into his true dragon hybrid form. At 9ft tall and with a 25ft wing span with claws, fangs and a retractable curved ivory barb on his tail he makes a fearsome sight when he bursts into the morgue; just in time to see Sebastian Moran choking an unconscious Molly.

He rips the man to pieces, and runs to Molly’s side, changing quickly back to his human shape.

It takes some time but Molly wakes, and from that day on, Sherlock never lets anyone hurt her ever again.

Ah these things give me life, and inspiration :D

[welovesherlolly]

Catlock likes to use his cat form to get back into Molly's good graces when he's done something-In John's words-A bit not Good.

He’ll rub himself against her legs, lay down beside her and purr, knowing the sound makes her relaxed.

He’ll watch her fall asleep and then turn to his human form, carrying her to bed and lay down beside her, tugging her into his strong hold.

[welovesherlolly]

Moriarty find out the hard Way just how possessive dragons can be(even if they haven't claimed their pathologist as their mate just yet) the hard way. After he abducts, Molly planning on sending pieces of her to Sherlock over a series of weeks, the SUV they are in is lifted into the air by a black scaled, dragon with blue-green eyes.

Ugh, I can only imagine how many pieces Moriarty will end up in, scattered around London.

Molly will be fascinated by the dragon of course, she’ll run her hands over the shine black scales, and the dragon will sigh, the puff of air so strong it almost knocks the pathologist over.

But she’ll only laugh and pet the dragon some more.

[welovesherlolly]

Done!

I have now successfully tagged everything.

The tags are as follows.

Headcanons - welovesherlolly hc

Prompts - welovesherlolly prompt

Songfics - welovesherlolly songfic

Fantasy stuff (angellock, dragonlock, catlock etc.) - fantasy!lock

It took some time but only because I was busy reading what you guys have added when reblogging the prompts and such XD

[welovesherlolly]

prompt: Star wars sherlolly :) if or when inspiration hit you

Oh god i’m so nervous about this, you have no idea XD i’m actually reallu happy about it, but I just never know.

Anyways, this is my first Sherlolly Star Wars au, I really hope you like it anon :3

And that you other guys do so as well.

Sherlock was running through the halls of the rebel base, members of the Imperial Fleet trying to prevent him from reaching his purpose, he was holding his blaster high and shooting at every stormtrooper he had the fortune of meeting on his way.

He didn’t bother much of how many he killed or injured, he only had one thought, and that was getting to Molly Hooper in the sick bay.

She had been his first thought when the Imperial Guard had attacked the base at Hoth, the sick bay was farthest from the exits, and even though she had a blaster, she wasn’t pleased with using it, even if it was to protect her.

He’d told John to get to one of the spaceships and wait for him, before running off into the fight. Sherlock didn’t know why he had the need to save Molly, sure she was a friend, and he trusted her immensely, but he wondered now if there was more to it.

He shook his head, forcing it to focus on his mission.

He jumped through a door when he saw several stormtroopers walking out of sick bay, he swore inwardly when he saw Molly fighting and kicking one of them, he growled silently when he saw the shiver running through her body at the tight grip she was in.

Without much thinking Sherlock dove out from his hiding place, hoping the act of surprise would confuse the stormtroopers long enough for him to get the upper hand on them.

Before he jumped out from his hideaway Sherlock had assessed his enemy, laying out the best defence, who to shoot first, and how to avoid hitting his Molly – his Molly? –

They stopped, the one holding Molly backing slowly away, trying to hide behind the others.

Sherlock started shooting, knowing it would take them at least a few seconds, - maybe even a minute, - to respond, they weren’t exactly the cleverest fighters known to the universe.

Molly’s eyes were wide, and he could tell from the look she was giving to him that she wanted him to run, to just leave her in the hands of the troopers.

He rolled his eyes at her, letting her know just how dim-witted he thought she was acting.

He shot the last of the troopers, except for the one holding Molly, the troopers grip had gotten tighter, and Molly was visibly cringing and the rough touch.

‘You better let her go, I have a perfect aim on your head, and I won’t hesitate to kill you,’ Sherlock spoke in his most cold and vicious voice, revelling in the fact that he detected a slight shudder in Molly’s body, he let a small smirk show, only visible to Molly, she had always been able to see right through him when none other could.

When a second had gone by and he had recieved no answer, and Molly had not yet been released, Sherlock lost his patience, the trooper fell to the ground, taking Molly with him.

She let out a sharp puff of air as her knees hit the ground hard, her face scrunching up with pain.

Sherlock grabbed her around the waist, slinging her swiftly over his shoulder, and started running.

‘Let me down, I can run by myself dammit,’ her screams could be heard through the halls, but Sherlock paid no mind to them, nor to the soft punched she landed on his upper arm.

‘Really Molly, do keep still, we’re almost in the hangar,’ he snapped much more furiously than he’d meant, he heard a sound of annoyance from her, and felt her crossing her arms behind his back.

There was chaos all around them, but luck was on their side – or Molly would say so as Sherlock didn’t believe in luck, - and they didn’t meet any other storm troopers on their way.

‘Hurry up you blasted fool,’ yelled John from the hatch of one of the remaining spaceship, gesturing for them to come aboard.

The ship was soon off, manoeuvring the shots from ATAT’s and the enemy spaceships, and soon turning to lightspeed, getting them as far away from the battle as possible.

Sherlock would of course have preferred to stay and fight, John would have as well, but John had Mary to think of, and the person growing in her belly, so Sherlock didn’t blame him much for leaving Hoth behind, and trying to get to his wife.

Sherlock was however surprised of himself, and how even though he’d wanted to stay, he had no qualms with leaving, he knew of course Molly would have begged him to come with them if he’d decided to stay, so maybe he’d just gone silently because he knew she’d win in the end, she always did.

‘Oh dear, am I in love with her,’ he asked himself, slowly coming to the conclusion that he was in fact in love with Molly Hooper.

Who the hell are you talking about?’ John asked, looking to a confused Sherlock.

He soon realised he’d talked out loud, and dared a look at Molly; he furrowed his brows, wondering why she suddenly looked so gloomy.

He took a moment to think why she wouldn’t be happy, and came to the conclusion that she thought he was in love with someone else but her, which was preposterous.

‘Really Molly, I know you’re not stupid, don’t degrade yourself by thinking i’m talking about someone else but you,’ he stated simply, earning looks of confusion from both John and Molly.

‘Really is it so hard to believe,’ John raised a brow,’ that i’m in love with you,’ he stopped, noticing that John still had his brow raised, ‘really John, do remove that stupid look from your face, you lower the IQ of this whole spaceship.’

He snapped his head towards Molly upon hearing a stifled giggle, smirking when he saw the sound had emitted from the woman in question.

They were out of danger for the time being, once again luck had been on their side, and they had escaped fairly easy, without being pursued by enemy ships, so Sherlock found it acceptable to stand from his seat, walk to Molly’s side, and snog her.

He smirked against Molly’s lips when he heard an exasperated sigh from John, soon followed by the sound of footsteps leaving the room.