I'm back! I saw this post in Tumblr, I just don't remember who posted it, but he/she had this idea, for Sherlock to be the wedding planner for Molly and Tom's wedding. Don't get disappointed yet, this is still a Sherlolly FanFiction.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.

Without Borders

Chapter 1

The wedding will be in three months, but Molly hasn't really made any progress with the planning. She was inspired by John and Mary's wedding, how lovely it was and how it was full of love indeed. Tom is great, however, he can't be bothered with all the wedding; he's opinion is simple, but he wants Molly to have the wedding that she deserves. In her opinion she doesn't really want a grand wedding, what's important is that all the closest family and friends that she has will be there.

Time is restricting her, there are so many bodies to examine, paperwork to finish, plus the constant visit of the world's only consulting detective asking her to do additional work is not allowing her to focus on the wedding ahead. With the last body to close up, she finally decided to take a leave or two and have anything to be actually done. She talked to Mike Stamford regarding the situation which he was glad to oblige. He will have someone else to cover for her. When everything was arranged, she went back to her office and readied herself to go home. As she walked out of the door and walked through the hallway, a tall, dark figure came walking towards her, she sighed at the sight that it was just Sherlock Holmes. She doesn't know what he is exactly doing here, but she is sure that he would be needing her help, at one heavy sigh, she decided to say 'no' to him for now for she is tired and has so much to do the next day.

"Ah Molly!"

"Sherlock, you look well. Erm, I have to go now, have a nice day"

He was surprised by her immediate dismissal of him, although he already knows what's bothering her, but since it was Molly, he wants to ask her, so he walked after her, only to stop her.

"What Sherlock? I don't really have the time"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just tired. I want to go home"

"Right. Erm, I was just gonna ask you if you could…"

"NO! I will not do any favors for you today Sherlock. I have a lot on my mind right now and I have lot of things to do tomorrow. Now please, let me go home"

Sherlock was surprised that Molly snapped on him, but then he thought of an idea rather quickly, he just wouldn't let it go,

"Isn't…erm… Tom? Helping you out on your wedding?"

"Yeah, but it's not he's area. And he didn't want to stand in my way on how our wedding should turn out"

"I see."

And like a light bulb idea, it hit him,

"Wait! How about I compromise?"

"You, Sherlock Holmes, compromise?"

"What? You don't think I can do it?"

"Well you've never done that from the years I've known you, it's always been your way. Not to mention, you demand for it"

Sherlock blinked a couple of times with Molly's words towards him. It's true he does demand quite a lot of things.

"Erm, well, yes. But I think this will benefit the both of us"

"Alright, I'm listening"

"Well, if you could help me tonight, then I will help you with your wedding plans. I have not any decent case lately, so accept this offer as my mission"

"You will help… help me plan my wedding?"

"Yes, I did make myself clear on that. You, Molly Hooper deserves to be happy and I am willing to extend my help for you. And besides, I've got quite the experience during John and Mary's wedding, so I really don't see the problem"

Molly smiled nervously at Sherlock's offer, the truth is, she was amused yet anxious about it, but this is her wedding and she's sure that Sherlock Holmes won't ruin it, as long as he doesn't make any speech at her wedding, although she was quite impressed with his words during the army doctor's wedding; so she put aside the doubts and finally came to a decision,

"Alright, I will allow you to help me plan my wedding, but if you do anything ridiculous, I will no longer give you the privilege to have access to body parts, and believe me I have a good stock here!"

A smile crept on Sherlock's face and walked back to the lab, where Molly followed him. Molly sighed, and thought, "This is going to be a long night."

The next morning at Molly's flat, surprising she woke up early to get a lot done. She got up and went to the bathroom right away and refreshed herself from her sleep. When she was finally done, she took the courage to go to the kitchen and have a cup of coffee to waken her sleepy brain. But to her surprise, the consulting detective is already sitting on her couch with a cup in his hand, she rubbed her eyes to confirm she is not dreaming,

"Sherlock?"

"Oh Molly. I hope you don't mind that I let myself in. Tom already left for work and I was hoping for you to wake up so we can start the day early."

"Erm, yeah, yeah, sure. I will just…"

"Yes, there's already coffee waiting for you"

Molly smiled at him and didn't know what to say upon his appearance to her flat. So she stayed for a bit in the kitchen and indulge herself with a little caffeine, as she sip on the hot beverage, Sherlock came over and settle himself there,

"So, where do we start?"

"Erm, I was thinking of the church, then the reception, flowers, cake, invitation, seating arrangements, the guests, and some other things, I need to make a list. I don't want to forget anything"

"Of course"

Molly managed to make herself a toast, while thinking of other things for the wedding. What the bridesmaid should wear, what she will wear, then suddenly, she remembered her parent's wedding, she wanted to see her mother regarding her wedding dress, maybe she could just use that.

"Alright, erm, Sherlock?"

"Hmm"

"I'll just take a shower and be ready so we can start"

"I'll be here"

She just looked at him and went straight to the bathroom and did whatever is necessary to prepare herself. She did take her time, after all she slept late the night before. When was ready, she finally emerged out of her room and went to where Sherlock was, she stood there,

"Erm, there was this church in Hertfordshire, that I had my eye on, it's not too big, it's not too small. Is it alright with you if we go there?"

"It's only 45 minutes from here, I don't think it's that far"

"Alright, then we'll start there"

Sherlock stood up, grabbed his coat and scarf and put it on, as he did this, he even handed Molly's coat and scarf to her, which she appreciated and gave him a small smile. They walked out together, Sherlock hailed a cab for the both of them to the train station going to St. Albans.