PART I

Of how Molly started a date with the detective crying.

Molly had a date that night.

She's been seeing the detective for almost three weeks now. At first she thought it would be kind of weird to go out on dates with him, I mean, he was her friend and they have know each other for a few years, but after five proper dates and a couple of meetings for lunch she was getting used to it.

It was early yet, she still had enough time to get ready so she decided to run to the lab to check the results of some tests she's been working on. Sherlock was there.

He didn't look up to her when she enter the room. He was busy working with the microscope and couldn't be disturbed. Molly didn't look at him either, and without saying anything she started to run some tests.

Almost an hour went by, completely silent. That's how things between Sherlock and Molly it's been the last few weeks, since he killed Charles Agustus Magnussen, since his departure without saying goodbye to her and since Jim appeared in every screen in the country… Total silent. Well, Sherlock went to Bart's a few days later after Jim's appearance acting like, him really, like nothing happened, just for use of the installations, but for Molly things had completed change.

It was not even the fact of Sherlock's love life printed in all the tabloids in the city, after years pretending he wasn't interested in that sort of relationships, not that she should care that at all. It was the fact that in some moment years ago he needed her help and she was there for him. She counted. And now, after all she's done for him, he was just going to leave without even saying goodbye at her, without explaining what happened. He kept her in the dark of everything was happening and return one day just saying 'I'll have to use the lab'.

Mary told her what happened in Appledore. What he had to do. She didn't say much about why he had to do it, but she could tell that it was something about John a Mary's safety.

On the other hand the detective inspector was the first to pop up in the morgue after Jim's message. He was concerned about her safety and insisted in increase her security, not that she have security before, but now a police car was always in the front of the hospital and security cameras had been installed in the street doors of her flat. Anyway it was nice to know that someone look after her and that's how they start seeing each other after work.

Her cell phone bip, he send her a text saying that he was on his way. She had lost track of time and was now running late. Molly hurried to the bathroom and left Sherlock alone with his deductions.

Sherlock 's been observing her lost in her thoughts a couple of seconds. He new she was going on a date that night but he hadn't noticed that Molly wasn't speaking to him. A minutes later he stood up for leave when someone open the door

-Hello Glenn, you're going to get lucky tonight.

-It's Greg. Honestly Sherlock… what do you mean 'lucky'?

Molly stopped at the door of the lab listening the conversation between the two men.

-I mean that Molly was acting a little bit off today, definitely a little nervous about this evening, she is refreshing herself in the bath, make up, hair and stuff like that you know. She shave her legs this morning and is wearing very uncomfortable underwear, plus, she bring an overnight bag, so she is intended not to sleep home tonight. Therefore…

The palm of Lastrade's hand was in front of his face, telling him to stop. He was looking at someone behind his back.

Molly run to the exit door without looking at him and with tears in her eyes.