Mycroft put down the file he had been looking at. He had to take a trip to America for a business meeting. He thought he would surprise Molly and take her with him. She had never been to America so this would be a nice surprise for her.

He came home and looked for his girlfriend. She was not in her normal hangouts. That was when he heard music from one of the rooms. Particularly, the room with his exercise equipment. Why would Molly be in there? Upon opening the door, he was greeted with the sight of Molly in athletic pants and a tank top. She had her hair pulled up into a higher ponytail and was running on the treadmill with music playing.

She was facing away from the door, so Mycroft crept up behind her.

"Caught in the act." He said.

Molly squeaked and almost fell off the treadmill. Mycroft caught her.

"What are you doing in here?" Mycroft asked.

"I thought it would be obvious. I was working out." Molly replied.

"Why are you working out? You look perfect?" Mycroft inquired.

"I have to keep this shape somehow." Molly said.

"Well, I've got a surprise for you." Mycroft said.

"Oh yeah? And what is that?"

"How would you like to come with me to America?"

Molly's eyes lit up. "I would love to."

"Good. I have a business conference in Nevada. I'm sure you will enjoy it."

"Oh yes thank you. I love you." Molly kissed him.

"I love you too."

So, Molly began packing for the trip. She was going to go to America with her boyfriend. It was better than going to Paris. She saw Mycroft come out of the bathroom looking perplexed.

"What are these doing in the closet?" He held up swim-trunks and a swim shirt.

Molly giggled. "I saw you didn't have any, so you wouldn't be able to come swimming with me and spending time in the hot tub. And look, it's the same blue as my swimsuit." She held up her bikini.

"Okay. I guess I can't argue with that." Mycroft said.

The two of them caught the plane and sat together. Molly liked doing crossword puzzles and Mycroft would look over her shoulder and help her. She had a particularly hard puzzle this time and decided to enlist Mycroft's help on a familiar one.

"Okay. Five across. A person who is extra observant of their surroundings. Ring any bells?" She asked.

"I believe that one would read Sherlock Holmes." Mycroft said.

Molly nudged him. "I think it's sociopath. That is what Sherlock calls himself right?"

"Yes. I believe so."

Molly counted the spaces. "Yes. That's it. Thanks."

After a while, Molly got bored. Mycroft looked bored too, but he could hide it better. "How long have we been in the plane?"

"It's been three hours. We still have a bit of time." Mycroft replied. "Why? Are you bored, Molly?"

Molly pouted. "Yes. I'm bored. What are you going to do about it?"

Mycroft leaned over to whisper in her ear. "I'm going to go back to the loo. Meet me back there in a few minutes?"

Molly smiled. "I'll be there."

When the two of them were finished, they snuck back to their seats. Molly's cheeks were pink.

We will be reaching our destination momentarily. Please remain in your seats.

Molly looked at Mycroft. "Wow. We were back there for a long time."

He just smiled.

When they got to the airport, they got their bags and caught a cab. Molly looked at her surroundings and she went wide eyed when she saw the surroundings.

"You didn't tell me we were going to Vegas! This is great."

"You see the hotel that looks like a pyramid? That's ours." Mycroft explained.

"Oooo it's pretty." Molly smiled with excitement.