As she sat in the plush armchair at 221B Baler Street, Molly Hooper grimaced at the pain caused by the fracture in her left arm. She had been at St. Bart's carrying heavy medical equipment down a flight of stairs when she tripped and fell. Thankfully Sherlock had decided to stop by, like he always does when he's bored, and when he saw Molly, put all her equipment away and carried her back to his flat to had John take a look at her arm. "Yup definitely a hairline fracture." John remarked after examining the wounded limb. "Nothing to bad, but you will have to wear an air cast, which I happen to have an extra one back at the house, and you won't be able to use it for about two weeks. Exasperated, Molly let out a sigh. "I can't be off work for two weeks. I have things to do, autopsies to preform." Sherlock couldn't stand to see Molly like this. He had to do something to help her, because after all he did…he did…love….have strong emotions towards her in a positive manner. He crouched down besides the chair he had placed her in and told her, "Molly don't worry about your work I will take care of it all. And also you will be staying here at Baker Street while you heal so I can look after you. We can't have you staying all by yourself now." Both Molly and John were shocked to hear Sherlock offering to actually do something nice for anyone. John did know of Sherlock's affection towards Molly though, so he decided to help by clearing his throat and saying, "Yes that would be very good in having you stay here and do less. The fracture will heal faster with more rest." Before Molly could object to what was going on Sherlock was already fetching his coat to go over to her apartment and get some of her things. Molly couldn't believe what all had happened in that one day. She had broken her arm, been carried to Sherlock's flat (which confused her because she hurt her arm, not her leg, she didn't mind though. He was strong and it was a blissful ride), and was now staying with the man she had loved for so long. It was a strange dream come true. As Sherlock was walking out the door he turned and said with a large grin on his face, "Make yourself comfortable because when I get back I shall begin the pleasure of looking after you." And with that he shut the door and was gone. Molly couldn't help but to look at John and blush. "Do take advantage of the caring mood he is in." John said as he was leaving to go get the air cast. Molly giggled, "Oh don't worry, I will."