A/N Heyyy!! Sorry I haven't updated much recently. I'll try to work on it more! And thank you so much for continuing to read this story :) Hope you enjoy!

OH YEAH OKAY ONE MORE THING. SO parts 10-12 are more light and aren't super exciting. But just try to hold on until the end! I promise, it'll be interesting.

The next day, Sherlock and John went to the library at lunch. John packed sandwiches for both of them and made sure to cut the crusts off the way Sherlock likes. They decided to sit in the corner so nobody could sneak up behind them and began step one of trying to stop Moriarty's blackmail.

"Did you bring it?" John whispered to Sherlock.

Sherlock's eyes darted around the room to make sure nobody was watching them. Then, he very carefully slid a silver laptop out from his bag.

"This holds every single piece of information imaginable, it's capable of breaking into the pentagon in minutes, and is possibly worth millions of dollars," Sherlock whispered back.

"And we're about to use it to break into some boy's email," John deadpanned.

"Precisely."

Sherlock opened the cover and a flash of blue light illuminated his face.

"Hello, Mycroft Holmes. Please insert the password," the computer instructed.

"This is your brother's laptop? You stole-" John started shaking his head. "You stole it and it could be worth millions of dollars."

"In my defence, he took my microscope last week," Sherlock joked.

Sherlock typed in the password and the computer screen opened onto some sort of game.

"What is this?" John leaned forward and squinted his eyes.

"Camariatyl, a firewall that Mycroft designed. In order to open the computer, you have to solve the challenge," Sherlock explained.

"Oh my god..."

"Alright. Just give me a second."

Sherlock typed in a few numbers, started pacing around, and massaging his temples. Finally after twenty minutes, the two of them opened the computer. Electronic folders were scattered all across the screen in no particular order.

Sherlock decided to start with the folder labeled email. He clicked it and a white page popped up on the screen with hundreds of names.

"Hello, Sherlock!" A girl with dark brown hair tied into braids stood above the two boys.

"What is it, Molly?" Sherlock grumbled not bothering to look up at her.

"Oh nothing... Just saying hi!"

"Alright then, you can leave now."

Molly decided to ignore Sherlock's lack of manners and turned to John. She noticed that Sherlock had been hanging out with him a whole lot and wondered what was going on with them.

"Hello, I'm Molly. Are you Sherlock's... um... friend?" She held out her hand for John to shake.

"Yes, I'm John Watson." John shook Molly's hand and then immediately turned back to look at the screen.

"So what are you two up to?"

Sherlock rolled his eyes and sighed, still refusing to look up at Molly. "Oh just hacking into my brother's computer to steal highly sensitive information."

"Oh... Sounds fun. Do you need help?"

"No I think we'll manage," Sherlock scoffed.

"Oh... Okay..." Molly's smile faded as she slowly turned to walk away.

John watched as her shoulders slumped forward and her head lowered to look at her feet.

"Wait! Um... Maybe we do need help," John blurted out.

"John what are you doing?" Sherlock hissed.

"Are you any good with computers, Molly?"

"Very," Molly squealed.

"Then let's get to work!"