This is my Sherlock OTP. I can't even help it, it is so perfect and awesome. I love it to pieces and I want all of you to as well.

So, Mycroft/Molly. This takes place after they've kind of found each other, ish, I don't even know. There are another few chapters after this!

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Sherlock knew the reason why no bullet had even been headed for Molly. Not even Jim Moriarty was brave enough to attempt the life of Molly Hooper—not on any merit of her own in Moriarty's world, really, but because she was seeing Mycroft Holmes. No one was stupid enough to truly provoke that man.

It didn't really matter in the end, because he and Mycroft had worked this out months ago. Sherlock had asked his elder brother to let Moriarty out of his cage, and to allow him to lead the madman on a merry chase. They'd even planned the way Moriarty would attempt to best Sherlock, to ruin him. It involved faking his own death, to everyone who knew and loved him.

Towards the end, he had been terribly sad to leave John in such darkness—to leave everyone in such darkness, but it had to be done. Not even Molly, his potential sister-in-law, knew the full truth of everything. Sure, she helped him fake his death, yes, but she wasn't entrusted with the plan.

Nonetheless, she had stumbled on his grief at leaving John to fend for himself—saying that he looked sad when he didn't think John was watching. Sherlock was very lucky that Molly was seeing his real arch-enemy rather than Jim Moriarty who only fashioned himself as such. She could have used that information against him, the sad and furtive looks at the doctor's back, but Molly was inclined to be kind towards him.

The romance between Molly and Mycroft was sweet—if Sherlock was going to use the word for anyone, he would use it for them—and he was glad he'd started it. Well, sort of. He was the reason their lives had intersected, and he was glad that Molly had found a man to place her affections on. A man who would return them, at least. Sherlock also had a high standard for who he would allow to have Molly Hooper—the person had to be at least as smart as him, and as equally or better able to protect her if it came to it.

Molly had managed to find just the man, and for that Sherlock was glad.

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