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Molly sighed. It had been a long day at work so far, as there had been a bus accident. Which left twelve new corpses for Molly to deal with. Luckily, her break was in half an hour. If she could just hang in until then…
But apparently the fates had it out for her today, because through the door swept her ex-crush, currently the bane of her existence, Sherlock Holmes.
"Molly, I need the body of one of the passengers of the train." He said with hardly a glance in her direction.
Molly felt her blood boil. Even with the guilt she felt for being part of Moriarty's trap for them, he had no right to talk to her like that. Admittedly, in the three months since the incident she had been slightly more willing to bend to Sherlock's demands, but Molly Hooper was near her breaking point.
"Do you have the paperwork?"
"The girl with the- what?" He stared at her, taken aback.
Molly put her hands on her hips. Four months ago the piercing look Sherlock was giving her might, okay would, have made her melt. But now it just served to irritate her more.
"Do. You. Have. The. Paperwork?" She asked through gritted teeth.
Sherlock's confused face lingered, before it was replaced with a flash of cunning, and then innocence.
"Molly, is that a new necklace?"
Molly barely heard the warning John Watson was giving his flat mate. She was sick of Sherlock walking all over her, sick of Sherlock expecting to get what he wanted, sick of him using flattery, and utterly sick at herself for being completely infatuated with this man for five years.
"Don't you DARE try and kiss up, Sherlock Holmes! I'll have you know that I'm a lot more intelligent than that and I deserve to be treated better."
Sherlock looked at her blankly. Molly pointed at the door.
"Come back when you have the proper paperwork."
"But-" the taken-aback genius replied.
"OUT."
Molly grinned as Sherlock all but ran out the door. That had felt good.
A/N: Okay I know it needs a bit of work but I wanted to get it uploaded. Constructive criticism is more than welcome.