A/N: I was in the middle of writing my other fic when this idea hit me all of a sudden that i wanted to write it. I really hope you'd enjoy this! cause i am very excited about this... Review please :) I do not own Sherlock or Molly... i wish i did or they will snog all day long lol BWAHAHAHA
Title: You Owe Me
Summary:Molly Hooper has done everything in her power to help Sherlock even puts herself in danger. It's now his turn to return the favor. "Oh, if you really want to repay that favor you can accompany to my best friend and Tom's wedding" she says to herself quietly as a joke. "Alright," Sherlock says simply, "Wait, what?"
Rating:T (ratings will change in future chapters)
Genre: Comedy/Romance/Drama
Chapter One
A Little Favor...
Molly Hooper let out a cry of frustration as soon as she hung up on her mobile. She definitely doesn't know what exactly she is feeling at the moment. There are so many emotions that is bubbling inside her now, overwhelming her; she tries to determine those feelings and she picks up anger, jealousy, happiness, annoyance but the most likely the emotion that rules it all is betrayal. Yes, I definitely feel betrayed…
The whirlwind of negative and positive emotions is slowly overcoming her that she had to sit down or she might drop on the floor or either toss something she's holding which she'd rather not do because she did just purchase this expensive mobile. She was too engrossed in herself that she didn't even notice that Sherlock is in the Lab using one of the microscopes for his recent case. This is very unusual for her because she could always sense his presence around her to the point that she thinks of herself as pathetic and sad. At least she can form a sentence without stuttering, could stand up for herself if he tries to use his charms on her to get what he wants (sometimes…) and lastly argue with him if he is being difficult or being an arse.
She glowered at him when she notices that something is amusing him. It certainly isn't what he's seeing under the microscope because he is still adjusting the magnification to able to view what he needs in the slide. "How long have you been in here?" she demands. Normally she would greet him with a smile and leave him alone to do his work until he speaks to her but she isn't in the mood at the moment and she is positive he is having a laugh at her.
Sherlock inserts another slide into the stage using the clips to keep it secured, he was silent for a bit and kept ignoring her. He continues to viewing his slides while she's still throwing deadly sharp looks at him. Without glancing at her direction he speaks, "You either look like you've seen a ghost or you're going to murder someone." He observes vacantly.
She groans and is very she's irritated, she doesn't care if he isn't going to pay attention she needs to rant out her feelings or she's going to explode. "What would be the worse phone call you get at this very moment?" She asks. She stands up from the stool and starts pacing in front of the table.
He stops viewing his slide and sits up; he is actually pondering her question. He touches his hands together and sits his chin on the tip of his fingers, "A bomb threat to the Royal palace that will take me away from this interesting case." he says genuinely. His bows furrowed as if he was worried if this actually came true, after he and john solved the Moriarty case when the maniac held the Royal Family hostage as a game. The Queen offered knighthood to the Sherlock and John. He refused obviously since he thinks it is useless so in return The Queen just put Sherlock at her beckon call. So basically no matter what he is doing he needs to drop it in an instant and report to her or he will be tried for treason. She blatantly found this amusing while Sherlock thinks it is ridiculous to be owned as The Queen's personal lap dog.
Her mouth went agape, she forgot he wasn't normal. She shakes her head and continues fuming out her anger, "No Sherlock, normal people problems!" she frees her hair from the bun and ran his hands down her hair or more likely pulling her hair to get rid of her headache. "Or better yet, something a girl like me would find devastating…"
Sherlock's face dropped to his normal façade and looks bored now but he still continues making conversation with her. "Most girls? You are a grown woman, and besides you rarely do anything a woman considers normal." He frowns at her, "But I'll humor you… most women complain about having a bad hair day?" he says dryly.
She stops pacing and glares at him, "I am not that shallow, Sherlock!" she says sharply. Sherlock just shrugged so she continued because she thinks he'd never guess it right and she probably needs to get to the point soon or he'd be bored and annoyed at her then probably tick her off then they'd have a row just because they both could… she knows she'd lose anyway, "I just got a wonderful phone call from my best friend and asked me to be her Maid of Honor for her spontaneous wedding in two weeks." She hissed under her breath.
Sherlock crossed his arms across his chest, annoyance plain as day cross his face. He is definitely regretting even entertaining this topic, sometimes when Molly would have a bad day he would just ask how she is and she'd rant for minutes to no end. Of course he wouldn't be paying attention but most of the time, Molly just feels better to just rave about things then when she's all chipper and happy again, he can ask for her help without any fuss. "Isn't that customary for best friend's to ask those kinds of things on special occasions?" he asks. He goes back to work and starts to look at his slides.
Molly just starts laughing a humorless laugh and sits on the stool again, "My best friend is marrying Tom." she spat out as if the words she had said were venom. She heavily rests her forehead on the edge of the table, her long hair covering her face the ends of it barely touching her knee.
He froze for a second and then turned to her "Meat Dagger?" He asks in surprise
"Stop calling him that…his name is Tom." she groaned still not moving from her position. It is no use though, ever since John's wedding Sherlock would refer to her then fiancé as Meat Dagger and not his name anymore. According to John, he probably deleted Tom's name. "Yes, Tom and Marie are apparently in love and are ready to getting married as soon as they can to prove that love."
"Is that bad? You and Tom have broken up for almost a year not as far as I can recall. Shouldn't you wish them happiness?" he asks sincerely.
She moans as she thinks about what he asks. It's not like she wants Tom back or anything and yes she's happy for Tom for his new found love. Oh god, I can't even think it without being spiteful… The thing is she may be happy for them but she feels betrayed. Betrayed mostly by her best friend that she didn't tell her that she was seeing Tom and the fact that Marie was even wanting to marry him, she only found out a couple of months ago that she has started dating this bloke but neglected to mention it was her ex fiance. If they've dated months back does that mean that there was some sort of flirtation going on behind her back when she and Tom were engaged? Sure, she broke off the engagement because she was in love with someone else but she never acted on them. "Think of it this way, Sherlock. If you met Mary first and if you were a normal person you'd end up dating her then go on your separate ways… She'd end up dating and marrying John. How would you feel?" she still kept her head down and she could see on the corner of her eye, that he is uncrossing his arms.
Sherlock was silent for a few seconds, "We separated ways for a reason. I'd congratulate John for a getting a wonderful woman."
Molly lifts her head off the table and sighs; I keep forgetting that he doesn't really do normal… She looks at him and he's continuing his work. "Think of it in John's point of view if it were the other way round."
"I suppose he'd feel betrayed." He says plainly, as he switches a different slide to look at.
"I'm sorry if I bother you with all these trivial sentimental rubbish. I'll be alright." She says as she rests her head back on the edge of the table. She starts to slowly bang her head on the table continuously. She knows he isn't going to pay attention anymore but she's alright with that, she's just glad that he lets her vent off whatever she's feeling. He doesn't need to listen to her anyways just having him pretend to pay attention and be interested is enough for her. She knows he's trying his best to reach out and become a good friend to her. That alone is a satisfying feeling that usually puts her in a good mood afterwards, which Sherlock always uses to his advantage.
"It's a shot-gun wedding." He says after a few beats of silence shared between them.
"A what?" she turns her head to his direction, her forehead is still resting on the desk.
"When a couple is forced a marriage-"
"I know what it is, I'm just saying that isn't correct. This is the 21st century Sherlock, I doubt people still do traditions like that, especially Marie." she sighs, "I figured this was going to happen at some point anyway. Most of the blokes I've dated seriously she'd usually end up dating, not right away like this time but a year or something after the break up. But that was when we were in Uni, I thought she'd be mature enough not to do that anymore... I supposed not."
"Molly, I am sure I am going to regret asking this question. But since curiosity always gets the best of me all the time, If she'd done this before and you'd feel betrayed every time why stay friends with her?" He leans on the table and lowers his head to stare into her eyes.
She rolled her eyes and tried to think about his question. Why did she remain friends with Marie? "Because she's my best friend and I'm hers. That's not obviously good reason but we've known each other since we were young girls we didn't know any better... maybe after this I'll stop being friends with her." she says sarcastically.
He shook his head and smiled, "Maybe," he says dryly, "But I know you Molly, you tend to keep people who aren't really good for you as company. Take me, for example. I am an insufferable asshole but yet you consider me as part of your friend circle." He stands up and gave her a soft tap on the shoulder, "And honestly, if you're ex-significant other tends to date her after you break up with them it is because they are still thinking about you and she's a second rate replacement."
She just hummed pretending to agree, she is hiding a giggle in his own little way he just gave her a compliment and the little physical touch was also his own way of trying to sympathize. "I think ill be alright."
Sherlock sneered, "Of course you'll be, breaking off the engagement with Meat Dagger was the smartest thing you've ever done. That berk can never stimulate you intellectually, you'd be bored of him and eventually use him as an experiment to see if one could actually create a meat dagger using his own compacted blood and bone." He winked at her trying to keep a straight face.
This made her laugh, and she feels touched that he is trying to make her feel better. And in all honestly he is making her feel better, "Yeah, he can be a dingus at times."
"At times?" they both shared a laugh.
They both looked at each other's eyes and Molly starts blushing when she realized that his hand was still on her back. The simple touch doesn't bother her at all but the fact that he actually comfortingly caressing her back. and she is positive that he doesn't even know that he is doing it. She slightly shivered when the tip of his finger lightly touched the back of her neck causing goosebumps on her arms and that tingly feeling that moved from her neck into the tip of her fingers, she now swears that she is probably red as a tomato and that he could hear her heart race threatening to beat out of her chest.
He cleared his throat when he finally noticed what he was doing, he straightened an tucks his hands behind his back too quickly that she wonders if he felt that same electric feel she got. "All right now, then?"
"I-I" she stutters. She mentally rolls her eyes, good going Molly. Real smooth you havent stuttered around him in months. "I will be." she smiles at him, she looks down again because she couldn't handle looking at him again her heart might explode, "Once again, I"m sorry for bothering you with these trivial things."
Sherlock made a chuckle noise that she thought she might have imagined, "No need to apologize, Molly. After everything you have done for me it's the least I could do. Lets say I'm slowly repaying a favor." She sees him walking away from her and probably getting ready to head out.
No matter how many times she tells him that it was her pleasure, that he didn't need to feel like he owes her anything. She wasnt really in the mood to argue with him about that since that has been an on unresolved topic for both of them. It is rather best to just it alone and probably never be mentioned ever. But in her current state of insecurity and possibly having a tiny voice in her head wanting to hurt Tom the only way she knows how, she blurts out something she'd never think she could ever say out loud around him. "If you really wanna repay that favor you can accompany to my ex-fiance's wedding to my best friend." She jokes quietly and snorts.
"Alright," He responds calmly.
"Wait, what?" Her head snaps up to meet his eyes wanting to see if he is actually serious or if he misunderstood what she just asked.
He raised an eyebrow at her and he looked baffled, "How is that hard to understand?Yes, I'll accompany you to the wedding. Should I be worried that Meat Dagger's stupidity rubbed off you?"
She decided to ignore that insult, no need to dwell on that... Another situation needs to be tackled, "Sh-Sherlock, I-I..." She clears her throat, she is still quite stunned by his agreement to this, she swallows her nerves the bumbling idiot Molly she tries to hide from Sherlock is threatening to escape and take over. "But you just said you'd go to the wedding with me..."
"Don't act all surprised, I've been to a wedding before. I thought I did a pretty good job with the Best Man speech. If I am not mistaken I did bring a few tears to your eyes," He teases.
"But you don't do weddings... Or any events with more than three people..."
"And if I recall correctly you are just a pathologist, and yet you kept putting your life in jeopardy for me just to help bring down Moriarty." He says with a dark grin flash across his face.
"Because you are my friend." She answers simply. Even though, she has more than friendly feelings towards him and as much as she tries to tuck away those feelings since she knows nothing good can come from it other than pain and heartbreak, she does think of him as one the few people she can truly trust with her life and with that it comes with being loyalty to him that even her own safety doesn't matter to her anymore as long as he comes back to all them (Mrs. Hudson, Lestrade, John, and Mary) safely.
He nods as if to agree with what she has said, "And so I shall go to this wedding you are dreading to attend alone. And possible make it bearable for you." He shrugs his coat into his shoulder and reaches for his scarf that is in the pocket, "And besides I owe you a dance." He winks at her after he wraps his scarf on his slender neck. He leaves the lab before Molly could talk him out of what ever he just agreed to do.
She just stared at the door still trying to process what has happened the past five minutes. Apparently, Sherlock just winked at her and enthusiastically agreed to be her date to her ex-fiance and best friend's wedding. Never mind the fact he mentioned that he owes her a dance which totally doesn't make sense but if someone would have asked her what would be the most unexpected thing she'd find out today this wouldn't be on the list least of all or even cross her mind not in a million years.
She took a deep breath and thought to herself that maybe she dreamed all of this, so she pinches herself and she could feel the pain, "Yep, this is definitely real." She says loudly to herself and if she has to be really honest she isn't sure if she wants it to be real or not...
a/n: I know its slight Sherlock OOC buuuut SHERLOLLY will only happen i think if he is OOC lol ... but i hope you like it... R&R please... Love to all!
