Alright so I had finals all week but I'm off now for two weeks so enjoy the updates you lucky little peoples. Literally, 8 hours after I posted the first chapter, I had three reviews! That may seem small and mundane, but it is fairly amazing to me. Also, Mary will be in this chapter, even though I know nothing about her character. Hence, I shall be making a majority of it up, a bit coming from previous internet knowledge, but not much. xD This chapter is a bit short, sorry about that.
Update: I DON'T EVER WRITE IN THIRD PERSON. I'M SORRY. I TRIED. I CAN'T. CHANGING TO FIRST PERSON. ALRIGHT? GOOD. BECAUSE YOU DON'T GET A CHOICE. Remember I love you.
Sherlock POV
John was an odd person. He was one of the few people that was able to shock me, but I had hoped that would stop now that we had spent a bit of time together. Oh how wrong that assumption was. One major thing about him that I have yet to fully figure out is where and why he was moving. It seemed horrifyingly obvious at first, but as John continually provided me with more information, my guesses were proven false. For some reason John now had the odd idea that it was alright to take me to meet his friends. Well, more like one of his friends.
So maybe he isn't moving at all, but is going to- no. Must be leaving to friends. Old friend? Not at all. New friend? No. Soon to be friend? Likely. Odd? Assumed only to me. Need more information. I thought to myself as we climbed into the cab he called over.
"Why does this Molly want to meet me anyway?" I found it an incredible waste of time seeing as I could be working on an experiment.
"She thinks you sound interesting… or something like that…" He mumbled the last part.
Yeah sure, more like you showed her a picture of me and she was curious.
Far too soon, we arrived wherever it was they had decided to meet. John stepped out of the car and walked to the two women after paying the cabbie off leaving me to sit and ponder how to best escape this situation.
"John!" She hugged him. "This is Mary," the girl smiled. "Mary, this is John."
I slowly exited the car as the cabbie continued to glare at me and began to deduce the two women in front of John. One of which must have been the Molly John had told me about. She had average length hair pulled back in a low ponytail, simple really. She was just a quiet, simple girl. Apparently though she was studying for a degree in biology and was obviously fairly awkward socially. Not to mention she had cats. Molly had been friends with John for a long time but of course John had told me that so this wasn't surprising.
Boring.
Then there was the 'Mary' one. She was small, dainty, obviously from a rich sort of family, probably going to inherit some sort of fortune. She had a fairly normal look about her, blonde hair, blue eyes. There was not really anything else I saw of extreme interest, at least, nothing I could bring up without John punching me. She didn't even seem to be studying anything of interest at all.
Extremely boring.
"Nice to meet you John," Mary smiled, shaking John's hand then looking at me. "You must be Sherlock."
I nodded curtly, John elbowed me in response, I sighed, "Yes, and you must be Mary Morstan."
"How-" Mary began.
"Don't ask how, just, don't. Trust me," John looked at Molly as I smirked, "Molly this is Sherlock, Sherlock this is my friend Molly Hooper."
"I know." I replied annoyed at this stupidity.
"H-Hi…" Molly waved slighted and grinned, Mary smiling brightly next to her.
Can I leave now? Is this it? Well this was boring. Waste of time. I wonder if those tests are ready yet. Mycroft will be checking up on me soon. Mrs. Hudson is making chicken, how can I get some tonight? Just ask? No, that's boring. How about-
"-Sherlock?" Mary smiled at me as John nudged my hand with his to get my attention. I hadn't been paying any.
"What?" Please tell me they aren't asking to go out. Isn't this enough?
She giggled, "Wow his attention span really is short. I was just wondering if you would like to come to lunch with Molly and I? John agreed to join us."
I looked at John with a look of Do I have to? To which he nodded, so I reluctantly looked at Mary and nodded in a seemingly pleasant fashion. We called a cab and squeezed in. I began to realize that Molly would normally talk more than this, and that I was sitting between her and the door. John and Mary were engaging in intense small talk and Molly was failing at creating any sort of interesting topic. Though, John and Mary were also just talking about the weather and their favourite sports teams.
They did not. John would not set me up on a date. He didn't know. She set up for Mary to come and be his date. They think this is a double date. John's leaving soon. Two and half weeks. Why get him a girlfriend now? He probably didn't even want a girlfriend yet. Sentiment. Never will it make sense. Wait. Possible new roommate for John? Not impossible. Information needed.
By the time we had gotten to Angelo's, I just wanted to leave as soon as possible. John and Mary seemed to be having a good time, but Molly just sat there. Continually trying to find topics and failing miserably. I could've helped, but why should I? I had no interest in any sort of small talk, let alone anything else.
We took a seat but because Angelo was not working there today, our service was slow. It was fairly annoying that he wasn't there, as normally he treats me with some extra care to pay me back for a favor I did him a while back. I'd never admit it, but I enjoyed the pleasant attitude he gave. We received our drinks, me only having water, everyone else having tea, before that small chatter started up again. One thing that I took notice of was how close Mary and John were sitting. Not as if John had a choice, he was on the inside of the booth and Mary had scooted closer, keeping one of her hands between her thigh and his. I had to refrain from laughing as he finally realized that this was meant to be date. The expression on his face from the epiphany came as he looked at her hand then back at her face while she talked.
So he really didn't know. Ha! This ought to be interesting.
"S-So," John tripped over the word, scooting into the inch of space that was left between him and the wall, uncomfortable. Good. "How've you been Molly? Finish Uni yet?"
She suddenly looked up from her lap, grinning, "Fantastic really, I'll be getting my degree in a few weeks, then I can start."
Awkward fades slightly when on topic of something she is proud of.
"That's great!" He smiled at her. "Still planning on St. Bart's?"
Of course.
"Yeah," Molly still had a grin on her face when she looked at me, "What about you Sherlock? Have you figured out what your job will be yet? Or do you already have one?"
I stated simply, "Consulting Detective."
"Wow, aren't you a bit young?" Mary piped in, looking at me doubtingly. I don't like her.
I chose not to answer, but John complained, "Sherlock."
I groaned to show my annoyance, "I'm not 'a bit young' I'm just a young consulting detective. Before you say anything, no, that does not make me less adequate for the job."
There was a silence as I took a sip of my water, soon enough however, Molly broke it. "So you're leaving soon, right John?" Information coming.
"Oh, yeah, seventeen more days and I'm off," he replied with a sad sort of smile. She nodded, understanding that wasn't a topic he preferred.
Still sad about leaving. Counting the days. Why? Where? Information yet to be obtained still.
They continued the small talk throughout the night. I hadn't touched my plate, but I decided to pay. Well, technically I was billing Mycroft, but still. It was when we started going our separate ways, the girls calling a cab, that Mary decided to give John her number. He took it, but it was obvious he didn't want it. They left fairly quickly and John and I began to walk towards our neighborhood. I had learned that we only live two blocks apart.
"Why'd you take it?" I really didn't get the point of taking something you didn't want.
He looked up at me, confused, "What?"
I sighed, "Mary's number. You took her phone number but you didn't want it. What's the point? You are moving soon anyway. She knows that."
"It's called being polite, Sherlock. Molly was just trying to help me get over somebody."
"What?" I was honestly confused. He needed to stop doing that.
He looked up at the sky and closed his eyes as we kept walking, "Sarah."
Oh. Sentiment. He's walked this path often. In both senses. Emotions. They so often get in the way. Explain John.
"What about Sarah?" I nudged him on, my voice dripping with annoyance as he wouldn't open his eyes.
"She broke up with me when I told her I was leaving," he smacked his hands to his face suddenly, dragging them down before grinning at me, "It's alright though, I know you don't care."
I gave him a curious look. Why would he think that? But I dropped the topic, not feeling like confronting the sappy emotions. We continued to walk, not talking much but two people did pass us at one point. I found their backgrounds amusing, so I decided to tell John. The reply was him smacking my arm telling me to let people have their privacy, then laughing as he thought more about it. He walked into his house laughing and waved at me before closed the door behind him. I continued to my flat before suddenly I realized something.
I couldn't help but grin for a second. I actually have a friend.
I was unable to resist making Sherlock have a bit of feelings, you'll see why though. He's not THE Sherlock Holmes we know (yet). YOU'LL SEE I'M EXCITED. Anyway, tiny thing, on Christmas Eve/Christmas Day I'm going to have either another chapter of this or a one-shot that has been poking at my brain. I promise one of them will happen, but I'm not sure which.
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