Molly Hooper was sitting in her office in a sad stupor. A fire had broken out in her building. Her flat had suffered minimal damage, but it was no longer fit to live in. The good thing was that very few of her possessions were ruined.

Sherlock Holmes came into the lab and found it void of his pathologist. A rustle from her office gave her away.

"Molly? What are you doing in here?"

"Mourning." Molly replied.

"Why?" Sherlock asked.

"A fire broke out and ruined my flat." Molly said.

"Are you alright?" Sherlock asked in concern.

"I'm fine, but Toby didn't make it." Molly let the tears fall. Sherlock enveloped her in a hug.

"Come live at Baker Street. John obviously doesn't live there anymore. Mrs. Hudson would be delighted." Sherlock suggested.

"Are you sure?" Molly inquired.

"If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have asked you."

"Point. I have the day off tomorrow, so I'll pack up and come over." Molly said.

"Good. Now, do you have Mrs. Gonzales' body?"

"Yep. Let me get that for you." Molly smiled.

The next day, Molly arrived at Baker Street. She knocked on the door and was ushered in by Mrs. Hudson.

"Hello, dear. Sherlock said to let you right up." Mrs. Hudson said. "You get settled in and I'll make you a nice cuppa. Just this once though, I'm not your housekeeper."

"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson. Unlike Sherlock, I don't mind making my own tea in the mornings."

Molly made her way upstairs and was surprised by the dozen roses in her room. Sherlock came in behind her.

"Sherlock, these are beautiful." Molly sighed happily.

"Glad you like them. I picked up something else for you." Sherlock held up a white kitten.

"Aww she is precious." Molly cooed.

"She doesn't have a name yet. I thought I would leave that to you." Sherlock said. Molly kissed him.

"Thank you. I think I'm going to call her Twila."

A few weeks later, Molly and Mary were out having lunch.

"So, how is life with Sherlock?" Mary inquired. "I want all he juicy details."

"It's interesting to say the least." Molly said. "I'm never bored."

"By the way, did you enjoy the little surprise in your purse yesterday?"

"That was you!" Molly exclaimed.

"You bet. Were you surprised?" Mary asked.

"Well, yes, but you do not want to go with me. I am a prank master." Molly warned.

"Right. I'm quite sure you would lose against me." Mary replied.

"Oh really. You want to act on that?" Molly challenged.

"Oh yeah. Bring it on." Mary agreed.

"I officially declare a prank war." Molly said.

"Totally." Mary said.

They left and went their separate ways.