BEFORE THE FALL
Sherlock had insisted on coming round every evening on the last week of his "life" just as she would finish work he would meet her at the morgue, claiming it was for some work related issue (in fact it was to meet with Mycroft and discuss in detail the elements of his "fake suicide" down to tiniest of details) He would then escort her home, grab a coffee ensure she was safe and left.
However Thursday evening Sherlock met her as usual straight from the morgue, collected a Chinese he had pre ordered on the way, ate dinner with her tucked her into bed but laid on the sofa and remained there till the early hours of the morning when he woke, made Molly breakfast, left her a note saying "See you later, pick you up same time and place" and was gone before she rose.
Friday was the strangest of all; Molly was busy working when she phoned buzzed
"Shan't meet you from work as norm, see you at home I have a surprise for you - SH"
When she got home, the candles were lit the table was set, classical music played in the background and dinner was already on the table
"Glass of wine Molly" Sherlock handed her on entry
"Thanks" Molly replied very shocked, "what have you done"
"Nothing, I just wanted to thank you for all you help and kindness you have shown me over the past year, when I haven't treated you very well at all"
They finished dinner and cleared the table, Sherlock extended a hand to her and whispered "Dance with me"
Molly nodded as they started to waltz around the room, she glanced up into his eyes and gently placed a kiss on his lips. A burning sensation ripped through Sherlock like a hot poker as he depended the kiss he stopped dancing, looked Molly straight in the eyes and said "Can I stay the night"
Before he had a chance to change his mind, Molly whispered in the most seductive tone she could manage " I want you Sherlock Holmes body and soul make love to me now" and nibbled his ear which sent further sensations through his body they both started grabbing frantically at each other's clothes, tearing shirts and unzipping trousers.
Sherlock looked deep into her eyes, lifted her onto the bed and passionately but gently made love to Molly Hooper.
In the morning he was gone, on the breakfast table stood a single red rose and a small hand written note which read "I love you too Molly Hooper, my body and soul are yours always SH
Everyone was missing him; it had been 3 months since his suicide. However for one for Sherlock's friends life was about to get a lot more complicated.
She woke feeling very sick, after a cup of tea and a slice of plain toast she felt a little better but when it came to doing her job she really couldn't stomach the smells.
"Something's not right" Molly though to herself and she picked up her phone and made dialled a number.
"Hi it's me, sorry to disturb are you free?" Molly questioned John's fiancée Mary.
"Yeah sure Molls" Mary replied, "everything ok?"
"I'm not sure, but I'd rather not discuss this over the phone could you please meet me at my flat?" Molly asked
"No worries, I will be there in 15 minutes" Mary replied ominously.
Molly called her boss and asked him to cover her shift although she had made it into work she was feeling a little under the weather. On the way home she popped into the pharmacy to collect some items before getting home, changing into her onesie and putting the kettle on in preparation for Mary.
"Hi hun, so what's going on, you've had me worried all the way over" Mary gasped for air as she entered Molly's flat and hugged her friend.
"Did I ever tell you about the week I shared with Sherlock before his death?" Molly checked as she made a pot of tea for them both.
"NO" Mary's eyebrows raised quickly and in a rather shocked response said "Spill"
So Molly started to tell the story how Sherlock had come to see her each evening, however what she failed to tell Mary was that she had stretched the truth a little and instead of this occurring a week before his, as she knew it "fake suicide" it actually occurred the week after, leading up to his actual disappearance"So" she exclaimed, pulling out a box from the pharmacy bag," I think I'm pregnant"
Mary and Molly watched the test and as the word PREGNANT appeared Molly started to cry
"Oh my god" Mary exclaimed "Here sit down, I will put the kettle back on. How are you feeling?" Mary questioned
Molly just continued to cry now seated on the sofa hugging her knees and shaking her head.
"I'm calling John" Mary whispered as she dialled him "John, hey you are you busy?" Mary questioned "Only Molly's in a state of shock and I need your help with her"
"I'll be straight over Mary, she isn't injured or wounded is she" John questioned
"No hun, just had some shocking news. I'll explain" Mary replied with urgency in her voice.
John arrived at Molly's apartment within minutes and racing up the stairs was met by Mary who explained everything
"She's what?" John shouted with excitement in his voice
"Molly?" John calmly took her hand and checked her pulse, "everything is going to be ok, we are here for you if you need anything, I do however think its best if I call Mycroft and notify him of this development maybe his family will want to support you too"
"No" shouted Molly jumping like she had just been shot "I'll talk to Mycroft, please I have a meeting with him tomorrow to do with my pathology work at St Bart's" she pleaded.
"Ok, Molly you do what you thinks best, whatever you need, appointments, anti natal clinics anything just shout Mary and I would be happy to help, wouldn't we" John looked at Mary
"Yes of course, whatever you need" Mary replied.
They both left her alone to debate what she was going to tell Mycroft, this would change everything. However she was adamant that Sherlock wasn't to know, she didn't want him to return and risk his life and that of her unborn child as well.
Molly didn't have a meeting with Mycroft the following day so she decided to call him there and then.
"Molly" Mycroft answered very punctually "Everything ok? I'm afraid I haven't heard from him in a while"
"Is this a secure line, Mycroft" Molly questioned
"Yes" came the sheepish reply "Why, what's wrong"
"I'm pregnant, with Sherlock baby" Molly stated
"Wow, congratulations. I can call him straight away if you like get him home now". Mycroft assured her
"NO, you mustn't" Molly said adamantly "I can't put his and my unborn child's life in danger. No if he returns I will explain everything, however I would like your parents to be involved if you could arrange that for me I would be eternally grateful" Molly continued.
"Consider it done, Mummy will be pleased" was Mycroft's reply
2 YEARS LATER
Sherlock has returned from the grave at his brothers request. John and Mary are both shocked and mortified when they learn of his deceit, they in turn tell Lestrade and Mrs Hudson but Sherlock has asked that he tell Molly himself. He has tried to locate her at the Morgue to be told that she only works part time now. He also tried her flat with no luck although he did deduce that no one had lived there in 2 years. He couldn't find her anywhere strolled to Baker Street and as he entered starting noticing numerous changes "Walls Brighter Paint", "No dust" , "Fresh Flowers", "Talc", "Molly's Perfume"
"Mrs Hudson, what have you done to my flat whilst I've been away" Sherlock shouted
"Oh, have you not seen her? Molly moved in here love" Mrs Hudsons said standing on the small landing
"Moved in, but why? Is she ok? Are you ok?" He questioned
I'm fine Sherlock, you may need to ask…"
The front door opened and a familiar voice shouted up the stairs
"Mrs Hudson, are you in could you please come and help me. Lilly's being no help what so ever"
"Molly" Sherlock exclaimed quietly as to not give himself away "don't say anything Mrs Hudson, just tell her she has a visitor and that its best her friend leave" He continued
"I can't tell her that, Lilly lives here too" Mrs Hudson remarked as she went down stairs
"Hi love, are you ok? " Mrs Hudson questions,"you look worn out. Leave Lilly to me, Mummy has a visitor upstairs" Mrs Hudson says ti Lilly
"A visitor, I wasn't expecting any…" she is cut short as she hers the baritone voice from the past
"Mummy" Says the voice
"Sherlock" Screams Molly as she races upstairs and throws her arms around his neck, he embraces her back "I've missed you, so much" She cries
"I missed you too" He states
Mrs Hudson appears at the doorway holding a very wriggly 2 year old little girl who looks the spitting image of Mycroft as a child.
"Come here Lilly, there is someone Mummy would really like you to meet" Molly says holding her arms out towards Mrs Hudson. Lilly doesn't want to be held and as she is placed onto the floor runs straight to Sherlock and shouts "Daddy"
"Yes Lilly that's right, Sherlock I would like you to meet your daughter"