A/N: Hello Internet! I am new to the Fanfiction world. I hope you find this entertaining. I will be posting more ships and otps, although I don't actually ship Molly and Sherlock, I just thought of it last night when I was watching the new Sherlock episode (for the second time). If you want to see the other Sherlock episodes they are on YouTube (I hope they don't kill you, like they did to me) They are in parts though. Thanks to disneygirl1598, I got this account set up :) I would check out her account if you came across mine. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: If I owned BBC, I wouldn't be writing this Fanfiction.
When Molly was doing cases with Sherlock, she went to the diner down the street to get breakfast. When she came back with 2 coffees and 2 egg and ham breakfast sandwiches, she came up the stairs to Sherlock's flat and was met with the following scene:
She heard a lot of yelling, grunting and violent moving of furniture. The first thing Molly thought was 'hope nothing was broken.' She walked closer to have a better look. that was her mistake. She came upon 2 other men dressed in black with swords and Sherlock dodging them every so often, every move they were making was so fast she barely saw it all. Immediately, she dropped her paper bag with their breakfast in it and almost dropped the coffees but somehow Sherlock caught not just one of the coffees but both, first one then the other. Quickly, to get her out of the trance, Sherlock said, "Morning, thanks for breakfast, but can you wait a moment?" It took her a few seconds as she replied, "Should I go?"
"Oh no, I'll only be a minute longer." He responded. Throughout the conversation he managed to get the first man injured so he couldn't get up. The second one he took only a few more minutes to disarm. And even less to crack his ribs. As this was playing out Molly was standing in shock, unable to speak. Sherlock broke the silence. "Sorry about all that, don't usually have an audience, so what about breakfast? Have anything good?" He straightened his blazer and unbuttoned it to sit down in his chair, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Molly finally moved to the couch to sit down, but felt very uncomfortable since the men were on the ground moaning and attempting to get up but only to fail. "Oh yes, um right. I have breakfast sandwiches and coffee, black, 2 sugars, right?"
"Quite right, thank you Molly, really I have no idea what I'd do without you. I'd be lost without my- never mind." He coughed and glanced at John's chair. Quickly, he looked back at Molly and smiled. "How about breakfast?" They began to eat their breakfast in silence. At least until Sherlock discovered a new case by the end of the meal which made him forget about eating...