Okay: So it's a toss up between this pairing and JoelxWednesday of the Addams Family fandom. So I'm going to do both! Probably one of each! I think!

30 Day Challenge

Day 1: Holding Hands

Sherlock knew Molly Hooper was infatuated with him; he was a genius, it wasn't hard for him to realise that Molly was obsessed by him. It had never bothered him before, in fact he was unscrupulous when it came down to it. He would happily trade on Molly's emotions, using her weaknesses for his gain.

He hadn't been to see her in a while, and may have promised her dinner at the end of the last visit after she cracked the rules for him yet again. He was hoping she didn't remember, after all the human memory wasn't too fabulous, unlike his.

When she refused to do him a favour, and none of the other tactics were working (insults and insincere flattery), Sherlock pulled out the big guns.

She was writing a case report on one of the unfortunates of the morning and pointedly ignored Sherlock as he swept into the room. Internally sighing, irritated with the stubbornness of the doctor, but he pushed it aside and plastered a seductive face on instead.

Laying her favourite chocolate, Terry's Chocolate Orange with popping candy inside, on the desk Sherlock gave her his most winning smile. He was somewhat disturbed when her mask was still in place. Even at chocolate… this was a tough one.

"Molly." His voice husky from the lack of use, made her turn towards him, the mask slipping slightly.

"Yes Sherlock?" She clipped out. Damn something had changed her mind, she was tougher to crack than before. Damn she remembered.

"I just thought I'd bring you your favourite that's all Molly." He hesitated at her desk.

Sherlock hesitated.

"Yes thank you Sherlock. You can leave then." Her voice was tight and Sherlock realised he would need more than chocolate to win this, she stood and started to pack away her files.

"Molly." He murmured, and grasped her hand, smiling inside as she stilled. He watched her close her eyes and take a deep breath but she didn't move her hand, she just stared down at their intertwined hands.

"No Sherlock." He watched in amazement as she pulled her hand from his and tugged off her lab coat. "Good night Sherlock." His normally fast working brain seemed to be stuck as the Doctor pulled on a dark blue mac and picked up her handbag. It was as she snapped off her desk lights that he finally reacted. Catching up with her in two long strides he tugged on her hand again.

"Molly please?" He felt the warmth of her hand in his and the pair looked at the grasping fingers. She leant towards him, and Sherlock felt himself tense – he hadn't wanted this, he just needed another few livers to experiment on, and here he was holding hands, gazing at her as she stared back at him. Her tired face stared back and he watched something change.

"Good night Sherlock. Thank you for the chocolate." She pulled away from him and waved the orange wrapped sphere back at him as she left through the double doors.