AN: Hi there! So this is basically going to be a short collection of Molly's 'letters' to Sherlock after he comes to live with her post-Reichenbach, and a series of flashbacks we have never been privy to in the show.
Disclaimer: I have never owned anything to do with Sherlock. If I did, I would not be writing this.
18/May/2012
Sherlock,
I was just wondering
I was going out and
If you happen to want to
Maybe we should
I think that if we are
Sherlock…
Would you like to come out on a date with me?
There! I said it!
I know you can't leave the house and all, but maybe we could set up a romantic scene in the living room some time. Or the kitchen, I don't really mind. Or the bedr-
It's just you've been living in my apartment for five months now, and either something happens between us or you find somewhere else to live. Because the experiments and heads in the kitchen can get really fu-
No! Wait! That sounds so selfish!
I mean, I really want it to work out.
Us. You and I. I and you.
Sherlock and Molly.
Oh, god. I should stop writing, shouldn't I?
You'd tell me to stop 'talking', that conversations are not my 'area'.
They aren't really are they? Although I am rather good in the bedr-
Or so I have been told…
But no, I should stop writing; it's a complete waste of paper.
I have much better ways to be spending my night; instead of writing stupid letters I will never send to the man I love.
Oh god. I do love you don't I?
Like, a lot.
Well I knew that since the first moment you stepped into my mortuary…
*Cue cheesy fade out to flashback*
Reviews would be lovely because my motivation is actually appalling. They are like fuel.