A/N: Starting an actual multi-chapter story this time. Hope you like it! Oh, and sadly, I do not own Sherlock.
Molly had always seen Sherlock Holmes. Ever since the first day he had walked into her morgue, up until the day he had asked for her help. She had seen every detail. Now, two years after the fall and six months since he had returned to the land of the 'living,' she found she saw even more.
During his stay at her flat, she had picked up on his mannerisms. There were the obvious ones: how he would sulk when he was bored by playing the violin, trying new experiments, or, worst of all, nearly destroying her flat (there was the one time when the curtains caught fire). Then, there were the subtle things: the slight furrow of his brows when he was annoyed, the way his eyes would light up when he discovered something, and the small, almost non-existent, smirk that would grace his lips when she surprised him. She liked that best of all.
However, for all the things Molly Hooper saw about Sherlock Holmes, there were a few recent things she was missing. Of course, she was only missing them because the world's only consulting detective was doing his best to hide them from her. He had learned his lesson before the fall. Though he didn't mind being himself around Molly normally, she did see (or observe, he preferred to think) far more than he initially gave her credit for. However, as of late, he had begun to think of her quite differently, a fact he wanted quite hidden from his pathologist.
So, Molly Hooper did not see how Sherlock Holmes' eyes would follow her around the morgue when she wasn't looking. She did not see when he watched her work with a reverent gaze. She did not see how his eyes would light up whenever she would laugh or smile, much as they did when he discovered something. She did not see his soft tone of voice when he spoke to her (or, if she did, she chalked it up to him being grateful for her help.) She did not even see that he had shown up at the morgue more and more often for random experiments that had nothing to do with cases. (Of course, she did not know they had nothing to do with cases.)
No, Molly Hooper had not seen Sherlock's new interest in her. It was such a shame, too. Maybe if she had, none of this would have happened.