Molly woke up on Christmas morning and sighed. She was alone yet again. She got up and made some coffee. She settled herself on her couch and wrapped herself in a blanket. Of course she would go meet John and Mary and little baby Louise to exchange gifts, but until then, she was by herself.
A box was sticking out from under her tree that she did not recognize. Molly curiously picked it up and read the tag.
Dearest, Molly. Love, Sherlock xxx
She smiled and opened it. Inside the box was a locket with a picture of herself, John and Sherlock at a party. It was pretty. She noticed the engraving on the back of the locket.
You do count
You always have
And always will xx
Molly covered her mouth to stifle a gasp. Tears pricked her eyes. She clasped it around her neck and got ready for John and Mary's Christmas party. Molly had learned from past experience not to dress to impress Sherlock. She put on a red dress she had bought.
She caught a cab and rode to John's flat. She knocked on the door and Mary led her in.
"Guess who's here?" Mary said.
"Hey, Molly. You look lovely." John greeted her.
"Oooh. Look at that beautiful locket. Where did you get it?" Mary inquired.
Molly was nervous about telling anyone until she said something to Sherlock. Luckily, she did not have to say anything because two year old Louise came running to her.
"Auntie Molly! Auntie Molly!"
"Hey." Molly picked her up. "Where is Sherlock?"
"He's coming later. He said something about a case and it being very important. That was early this morning though." John said.
The doorbell rang.
"Speak of the devil." Mary teased.
John went to answer the door. "Sherlock is here."
Louise squirmed to get out of Molly's grasp. "Uncle Sherlock!"
"Hello, Louise." Sherlock gave the girl a hug.
"Auntie Molly is here too!" She said.
"I see that." Sherlock replied. He turned to Molly. "Hello, Molly."
"Hello, Sherlock. I hope you are having a good Christmas." Molly said.
"I am. You?"
"Indeed." Molly answered.
Neither of them realized that the Watsons had left the two alone.
"Thank you for the locket. It's very pretty." Molly said.
"You like it then?"
"Yes. Very much. What was it for though?"
"I have ignored you for years, Molly. After the fall, you took care of me and helped me. I saw you differently. I find that I was rude to distract myself from my real feelings for you. I like you, Molly Hooper." Sherlock said.
"Sherlock." Molly smiled.
John and Mary came back to find the two kissing. John was about to say something, but Mary stopped him.
"It's a Christmas miracle." She whispered.
"Auntie Molly and Uncle Sherlock are kissing!" Louise yelled.
That pulled the couple apart.
"Why don't we go eat?" Mary suggested. "The food is finished."
"Good idea." Molly said.
After everyone ate, they sat in the living room passing out presents. Molly and Sherlock spoiled everyone as usual. Louise stood up and went over to the couch where Sherlock and Molly sat.
"Uncle Sherlock, are you going to marry Auntie Molly?"
Molly went red.
"Well, not currently." Sherlock replied.
"Okay. You should because then I could come visit both of you at the same time." Louise said.
Unbeknownst to everyone was how true Louise's statement would be come next Christmas.
Everyone would be gathered at the Holmes residence at 221B Baker Street.
What does everyone think? Should I write a sequel? R&R please!
