Molly Hooper had just helped someone die. So as you would be, she was a little surprised to see this person sat on her couch stroking her cat.

"Er, what are you doing here Sherlock?"

"Shh, Molly, thinking"

She was too surprised to speak. She hadn't expected him to stick around after the confrontation on the roof. That was when she noticed the suitcase by the door, it looked like he was going to be sticking around for a while.

"Staying then?" Molly asked tentatively

"Obviously" he replied.

It took all her will power not to give in to her anger and punch him around the face, instead she decided to start cleaning and make some tea.

"I'll have a coffee.." he began only to be interrupted by Molly's shout of I know.

He frowned, this was not going to be a pleasant experience judging by the fluffy pillows and romantic DVDs stacked by the side of the television.