Chapter 5: Red Wire, Blue Wire, Three wire, Four

Mycroft being the gentlemen he was placed a protective arm in front of Molly,

"You might as well stand down. The hospital is already surrounded by my government agents" the elder Holmes said firmly and Robert Jenkins just smirked as he pointed his gun at them both making them walk backwards and return to the lab. Robert closed the door lap behind them with a smirk,

"They won't get to me in time before I release my button from the detonator" he explained smugly, holding up the circular device he had his free thumb pressed on. He placed the gun on the table before reaching into his pocket and pulled out a mobile phone and held it out to Molly,

"Now princess. It's time to ring your boyfriend" he said mockingly and Molly shook her head,

"No. I won't let you hurt him" she said with a glare and Robert chuckled,

"So brave. You must get that from knowing him so long." he mocked,

"Do tell me. Are you willing to take the chance that the bomb might not be at 221B Baker Street and not here?" he asked and Molly looked horrified and Mycroft looked at her,

"Miss Hooper?... What's wrong?" he pressed and Molly couldn't take her eyes off the detonator,

"A package arrived at 221B this morning before I left for work. I just left it in the hallway. I didn't think much about it." she explained nervously and Robert chuckled,

"And then there's a package in your office is there not princess?" he pressed and Molly looked mortified,

"A chess game with only one move left" she murmured and the gunman smirked,

"Poetic. Typical for the woman of Sherlock Holmes' eye" he said and held out the phone to her once more,

"Now, Make the call. I won't ask again" he ordered and Molly looked conflicted,

"Please... You're making a mistake. Sherlock Holmes doesn't think of me in that way" she pleaded.

Robert gritted his teeth in frustration,

"I said. Call Sherlock Holmes" he ordered again,

"Or you could just speak to him yourself" said an all too familiar voice causing Robert to turn quickly and he smirked, chuckling,

"Oh this just got so much better. Now I get to kill not two but three birds with one stone. In this case an explosive stone" he joked and Sherlock looked at the man causiously,

"I don't know who you are but... Please let Molly and the man go" he begged and Mycroft eyed the gun on the table that Robert had placed there,

"He still doesn't remember" Mycroft growled quietly and Molly kept her eyes on Sherlock,

"He's still in there. I know he is" she replied.

Sherlock watched the man's hand clasping the detonator,

"I... I recognise the model of that particular technology, Linked to a bomb with a timer. The size of it means a detonation time of five minutes once the button is released" Sherlock realised and Robert smirked,

"No memory yet still so smart. But that won't help you" he assured and Sherlock smiled,

"It's not me you need to worry about" he told him smugly only to be tackled from behind by Lestrade who handcuffed him instantly before looking at the detonator that had fell from Robert's hand and was now flashing,

"5 minuets Holmes! We need to get this building evacuated" he said firmly but Mycroft shook his head,

"There's no time." he said before retrieving the package from Molly's office, opening it to reveal the bomb,

"Just as I thought. The imbecile just wanted to get my brother here" he said more to himself before turning to Sherlock,

"This is your moment brother mine. No one knows how to defuse a bomb than you" he praised and Sherlock looked horrified,

"I... I'm sorry. I don't know how. Maybe I did once but... I'm not that Sherlock Holmes any more" he expressed and Mycroft rolled his eyes,

"Now is not the time for fear little brother. Now snap out of it and save us" he demanded and Molly looked at Mycroft firmly,

"Stop it. He's delicate in his current state" she told the elder Holmes firmly and Mycroft looked at her before sighing,

"Forgive me for this Miss Hooper" he murmured before grabbing her suddenly, pulling her back against his chest and grabbed the gun that Robert had left on the table and placed it against Molly's head.

Sherlock's eyes widened in horror,

"What the hell are you doing?! Let her go!" he demanded and Mycroft looked at his little brother firmly,

"Enough, little brother. Unless you want me to put a bullet in Miss Hooper's head then defuse the bomb!" he yelled and Sherlock felt hopeless,

"I... Please Just let her go" he begged,

"I... I can't be this hero you all want me to be" he murmured and Mycroft sighed,

"Look in your inside coat pocket little brother" he instructed and Sherlock looked confused,

"Wh... What?" he pressed and Mycroft growled,

"LOOK IN YOUR POCKET!" he yelled and Sherlock quickly reached into his inside coat pocket and was confused when he pulled out a red gift card and he opened it reading the inscription scratched inside,

'Dearest Sherlock, Love Molly xxx'

Sherlock's eyes widened and he looked back at Mycroft,

"For god's sake brother let Molly go now" he demanded before moving towards the bomb with an unimpressed expression and Mycroft released Molly who looked at Sherlock surprised,

"Sh... Sherlock?" she asked and he held up a hand,

"Not now Molly. Time is of the essence. Need to find the right wire" he said simply before retrieving a small tool kit from another pocket of his coat and Molly smiled softly, looking at Mycroft,

"He's baaaaaaack" she sang causing Mycroft to chuckle.

Sherlock managed to successfully defuse the bomb and Molly stood by his side as the police lead Robert away. For good this time,

"Good show, brother of mine" he praised and Sherlock gave a half smile,

"No thanks to you, Mycroft" he said plainly,

"You need to brush up on your knowledge of explosives" he commented causing the elder Holmes to roll his eyes,

"Good evening little brother, Miss Hooper" he said before climbing into his car that soon sped away.

Sherlock turned to face Molly,

"I apologise for my brother pointing a gun at your head" he said and Molly smiled gently,

"I knew you wouldn't let him hurt me, I'm just glad that you have your memory back" she told him gently and he nodded,

"Indeed, this will be an interesting story for John to post on his blog" he said and Molly nodded in agreement.

Sherlock gave her a half smile,

"I... I want to thank you... Molly for helping me in my time of need" he told her and Molly smiled softly,

"No need to thank me, Sherlock" she assured but Sherlock shook his head,

"You're wrong. You chose to put my care before your own needs" he said and felt himself look around awkwardly,

"I... I am not a man experienced in the field of emotion" he said and Molly looked confused,

"I... There is a reason why I kept the gift tag off your Christmas present in my inner coat pocket" he began,

"I am not a man for feelings but... I wished to keep it... Close to my... Heart" he admitted and Molly looked stunned and watched as Sherlock adjusted his coat collar,

"I find it to be a good luck charm of sorts when I am on a case" he continued and Molly felt herself blush with a soft smile as Sherlock gave an awkward cough,

"Giving that the situation means that you won't be needed for your shift any longer. Perhaps you might join me for that dinner I proposed to take you for the other day?" he asked, offering his arm to her and Molly smiled softly wrapping her arm around his gently,

"I would love to Sherlock" she said and Sherlock gave another half smile as they began to walk down the street,

"I'm surprised that John solved the mystery far long before you" he told Molly and she looked confused,

"What Mystery?" she asked and he smiled at her charmingly,

"The mystery that I have always had great feelings for you, Molly Hooper. I'm just sorry it took me losing my memory to finally admit it to you" he said gently and Molly smiled softly with a blush,

"Well... You always have had a flare for the dramatic. Sherlock Holmes. It's one of the things I would never change about you" she whispered as they stopped to cross the road and she leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Meanwhile in France. Mary and John were boarding the plain to return home to London,

"Do you think Sherlock's destroyed Baker Street?" Mary asked teasingly as they sat in their seats and John laughs,

"Not if he didn't want to face Mrs Hudson's wrath" he said and that was when Mary felt her phone buzz and she retrieved it opening the screen and John looked curious as it revealed a news update and both their eyes widened.

The article held a picture of Molly pressing a kiss to Sherlock's cheek as he held his signature half smile. The picture was captioned with the following headline above,

'Sherlock Holmes: Is Love In The Air?'

John chuckled before smiling at Mary,

"You owe me a tenner" he teased.

Awwwwwwww a happy ending! How cute! Please let me know what you think and review, review, review!

I wonder what Sherlock story I should do next.

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TheAuthor1996