How that Sherlloly scene should of gone.
Despite the anxiety of the moment Sherlock couldn’t help smiling when Molly glanced at her phone and her face lit up. She smiled and when she answered he thought he could hear the smile in her voice.
“Well this is unexpected. You told me you would be unreachable for the day.”
“Change of plans.” Sherlock didn’t even struggle to keep his voice light. Molly calmed him. Eurus had meant this to be a heart wrenching test but–explosives and threat of death aside–it was like a balm to his soul.
On screen Molly’s smile grew. “Oh does this mean you will be round for dinner tonight?”
Molly rolled her eyes and Sherlock smirked. He quite liked being able to assess her reactions without her knowledge.
“Sherlock?” John’s voice brought him back to reality. Sherlock turned around to see his friend and his brother staring at him with various levels of confusion and shock. He had his reasons for keeping his relationship with Molly a secret–none of which John and Mycroft would agree with–but that would have to be dealt with later, right now he needed to get Molly out of danger. The counter ticked ominously but there was still two minutes. And given what Eurus had put them through so far he didn’t want to squander what might be the last time he spoke to Molly.
“Did I ever tell you that before I met you I went through five medical examiners?”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
“Not because I was difficult but because none of them could keep up with me. You keep up with me. Always.”
And it wasn’t exactly a Shakespeare sonnet but he could tell by Molly’s expression that she knew what he meant. She always understood.
“I love you too, Sherlock,” she replied in a soft whisper, not the first time he had heard those words but perhaps the last.
And before he could repeat the sentiment his sister was cutting off the communication. Sherlock sighed. Back to the game.