Sherlock Plot Bunny
Jan. 2nd, 2012 10:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rsadelleOkay, so I have one more plot bunny. This needs a plot around it, but as usual, I don't care about the plot. Spoilers for 2.1 and warnings for kink.
Moriarty has somehow captured John and Irene and he has them tied up or whatever and tells Sherlock he gets to choose one of them. But first, he tells them to say who they think Sherlock will choose.
John says, "Irene," and Irene says, "John."
They look at each other.
John says, "I'll never interest him the way you do."
Irene says, "I'll never stay with him the way you do."
Sherlock looks at both of them, and then he looks at Moriarty and takes in all that information Sherlock takes in. Then Sherlock says, "Molly."
Moriarty laughs in delight. "Oh, very good." And then he brings out Molly. She's tied up or strapped to a bomb or has a gun to her head or something. Moriarty puts his arm around her and kisses her cheek. "Go on," he says as he pushes her away.
Molly goes to Sherlock, and Sherlock and Moriarty stare each other down for a while.
And then things happen such that Moriarty gets away and no one's actually harmed.
Sherlock unties John and Irene and goes back to Molly, who can no longer stand and has fallen to her knees.
"You're all right," Sherlock says to Molly, who is shaking and putting her head on his shoulder. "It's over. He doesn't have you any more." And then, sharply, "John!"
"Right, yes." John kneels next to them and tries to take one of Molly's wrists to check her pulse, tries to get her to look at him. "She's in shock."
"I know that," Sherlock snaps.
And then Irene comes to them. She pulls Molly's head back by her hair until Molly has no choice but to look at her. Then, with Molly still looking at her unseeing, she slaps Molly across the face. It works, and Molly focuses.
"There," Irene says. "All you need is someone to take care of you." She steps closer and lets Molly lean her head on her thigh. "Good girl."
Neither John nor Sherlock can handle being at Irene's feet anymore, but there's still Molly. John stands, and then Sherlock stands and brings Molly up with him.
At some point, Sherlock deigns to explain himself: "You both could have gotten out of there yourselves. Molly couldn't."
Moriarty has somehow captured John and Irene and he has them tied up or whatever and tells Sherlock he gets to choose one of them. But first, he tells them to say who they think Sherlock will choose.
John says, "Irene," and Irene says, "John."
They look at each other.
John says, "I'll never interest him the way you do."
Irene says, "I'll never stay with him the way you do."
Sherlock looks at both of them, and then he looks at Moriarty and takes in all that information Sherlock takes in. Then Sherlock says, "Molly."
Moriarty laughs in delight. "Oh, very good." And then he brings out Molly. She's tied up or strapped to a bomb or has a gun to her head or something. Moriarty puts his arm around her and kisses her cheek. "Go on," he says as he pushes her away.
Molly goes to Sherlock, and Sherlock and Moriarty stare each other down for a while.
And then things happen such that Moriarty gets away and no one's actually harmed.
Sherlock unties John and Irene and goes back to Molly, who can no longer stand and has fallen to her knees.
"You're all right," Sherlock says to Molly, who is shaking and putting her head on his shoulder. "It's over. He doesn't have you any more." And then, sharply, "John!"
"Right, yes." John kneels next to them and tries to take one of Molly's wrists to check her pulse, tries to get her to look at him. "She's in shock."
"I know that," Sherlock snaps.
And then Irene comes to them. She pulls Molly's head back by her hair until Molly has no choice but to look at her. Then, with Molly still looking at her unseeing, she slaps Molly across the face. It works, and Molly focuses.
"There," Irene says. "All you need is someone to take care of you." She steps closer and lets Molly lean her head on her thigh. "Good girl."
Neither John nor Sherlock can handle being at Irene's feet anymore, but there's still Molly. John stands, and then Sherlock stands and brings Molly up with him.
At some point, Sherlock deigns to explain himself: "You both could have gotten out of there yourselves. Molly couldn't."