I'M BACK. YEAH. I know this is short, but I felt it appropriate length for a starter. And I'm just testing out the fanfic waters again.
DISCLAIMER: WIL NOT OWN. IF I DID, THERE WOULD BE A WHOLE LOT MORE SEXY HAIR RUFFLING BY SHERLOCK AND MAKING OUT BY MOLLYLOCK/SHERLOLLY. KTHXBAI
Salt. She needed salt. The only thing on Molly Hooper's mind was salt. She was running low, and she needed to move the salt ring around her flat to encompass a larger area. If Sherlock Holmes would be coming over, she would need protection, but she couldn't have him asking too many questions. She rushed down to the 24-Hour market just around the corner, and grabbed the largest tin of rock salt she could find. Throwing a few pounds on the counter, she ran out to begin her demon protection ritual. Only after Molly had finished the second, larger, ring of salt would she sweep away the second one.
"Hello?" Her phone rang, with the special ringtone for Hunters only.
"Ah, yes, the Winchester brothers. Glad you called. Are you coming in?" Molly finished sprinkling the granules in an unbroken circle and headed back to her flat to begin clearing the supernatural debris lying around.
"Of-bloody-course. Any other beings coming in with you?"
"Right, see you soon Dean." She ended the call. Perfect. Bloody perfect. The Winchester brothers from America with their angel in tow, a consulting detective back from the dead, and demon activity in Europe on the rise. Molly Hooper, pathologist at Saint Bartholemew's Hospital and Hunter on the board of directors, for the New European League of Hunters, was having a splendid day.
R&R?