Anabelle went to get the boys from daycare when a black car pulled up. She knew who it was and got in.
"Mycroft you really should stop doing this!" Anabelle said.
"Shag him silly! Anabelle who is this man you wish to shag silly?" Mycroft questioned.
"Not you right now that's for sure." She said under her breath. Mycroft looked unpleased at her but didn't say anymore. The car pulled up to their house and she stepped out. "Mycroft are you coming in?" She asked. He didn't say anything but his PA came out of their house and got into the car and closed the door. The car left her there looking at it leaving her wonder if her husband really cares for her or he just married her because she was young and didn't know anything about his job. She walked into their house with sad look on her face. Slapping herself she made her face look cheerful but since the boys were half of Mycroft they would know. Walking into the living room she notice her two oldest boys were hard at work and her littlest one was biting on a ring since his teeth were beginning to come though. She walked up behind hopeing to scary them but Alex and Israel both looked behind and saw her. "I can never win against you two!" Anabelle exclaimed. All of boys giggled at her but Alex stopped making a confused face.
"Mummy what's wrong? You're sad…why?" Alex questioned her. She knew this was coming. Making her way over to them she sat down in front of them. "Boys how would you like to visit a friend of mine in a few days? We could pack a few clothes and have a staying over party for a few days!" The boys' faces lit up and they all nodding in approval. "Good I'll start to make dinner. What do my handsome little devils want for dinner?" Anabelle asked. She picked up Joel and followed her two oldest boys to the kitchen while listening to all of their wild ideas for dinner. She didn't want her mind to wonder about her husband at this time but it did. Is he cheating on her with his PA? When we go to Molly's flat will he even notice that we're gone or will he be told we're gone? Should we get a divorce? She loved him so much it hurt but the one question she didn't want her mind to produce was did he ever love her because no matter how many times she said, "I love you." He would only smile and nod his head. Anabelle came out of her thoughts when she felt little hands grab her hair. "Let's get dinner ready and put all of you to bed." She said.
Maroon hope- Maroon hope- Maroon hope- Maroon hope-
After taking Alex and Izzy to school she took her little Joel to daycare then headed off to work with Molly's old dancing outfit. She walked into the morgue with a bag in hand. Molly was sitting at her desk finishing paperwork. Anabelle walked over to her and said lowly, "I bring gifts." Molly looked up and smiled at her wild best friend. "Just let me finish up and I'll try it on." Molly said. Anabelle made a face then stated matter-a-fact," You will also be doing the dance. I need to make sure you still remember it." Molly said nothing and just kept writing. Anabelle took Molly's work and pushed the bag into her arms then pointed to the locker room. Molly got up and headed to where Anabelle pointed with the bag. As the door closed the morgue opened and in came Sherlock and John. Anabelle looked at them then said," Get out. I don't need Molly having a panic attack because you two see her all dolled up and dancing all sexy like." Sherlock only moved to his chair and sat down with John looking around very uncomfortable. "If you are going to stay Mr. Watson I suggest you sit down." Anabelle said just as Molly walked into the morgue.
Molly stood there allowing Anabelle to see if it would need any changes. Anabelle walked over to Molly and looked first at her head. Her hair was now down that framed her perfectly. Then looked at the shirt if that's what you could call it. It was just a band of material that showed off her stomach and hugged her breast tightly. The dark purple outfit was a lovely shade to her light skin and the skirt hugged tightly but gave space for her to dance nicely. Anabelle put on the music and sat back. Molly moved her arms above her head and moved them slowly to the Indian music. She began to move her hips in a slow circle while she moved her body with her hip movement. Once the music picked up speed she began her dance with getting on the ground and moved her knees so they touch and gave a view to her lacy underwear. She then stood up and began to do her belly dance moves that caused the two men in the room to get very hot under the collar. She dance for a few more moments and the music started to slow down and so did her moves then she ended it with her hands above her head. Anabelle smiled wide and said, "Well we are sure to win with your dancing and my music." Sherlock stood up fast and pulled his coat tighter around him. Behind him an equally aroused John lefted from the morgue. Anabelle smiled wide at Molly's confusion because no matter how many years have past Molly is still the same…when the music comes on she doesn't see anyone but the notes playing in front of her eyes. Molly walked red faced to the locker room leaving behind a plotting woman who is having to much fun for the wife of the government.
Russia vs. Korea in the world cup and I'm praying for Korea. I need that lucky cat John didn't want like right now.