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Chapter 2
"So are we going to continue the movie?" Molly asked with a smile on her face.
"Do you mind if I join you?" John asked as he unwrapped his sandwich.
"The more the merrier." Molly said with a bright smile on her face.
"Only in some cases." Sherlock mumbled as he unwrapped his sandwich.
"Be nice Sherlock." Molly said as she grabbed the remote and hit the play button.
John had a smirk on his face as Sherlock leaned back into the couch with a pout on his face.
"What are you smirking at?" Sherlock asked John.
"Nothing." John said with the smirk still on his face.
The three people turned to look at the TV.
"Have you ever seen the Indiana Jones movies, John?" Molly asked.
"A long time ago." John answered as he watched the movie.
Ten minutes later Sherlock and Molly were done with their sandwich, Molly's feet were once again in Sherlock's lap. Sherlock was giving Molly a foot massage, when John looked back.
"Harrison Ford is the man." Molly said as she watched Indy rescue Marion from the Nazis.
"He is a pretty decent actor." Sherlock said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Molly turned her body to face Sherlock, which resulted in her feet coming out of Sherlock's lap.
"He is more than pretty decent, he is amazing." Molly said with a smirk on her face and a fire in her eyes.
John walked back to the couch and pick up the DVD remote, he paused the movie. Neither Sherlock nor Molly noticed John walked to the couch, they had the eyes locked on each other. John had a smirk on his face as he sat down.
"Alan Rickman is better." Sherlock said with a smirk on his face.
"I give you he is a good actor, his voice is amazing, but I have always liked Harrison Ford." Molly said still looking into Sherlock's eyes.
John's head popped up when he heard Sherlock mention an actor. "He knows movie actors?" John thought to his self.
"Where have you ever seen Alan Rickman?" Molly asked as she cocked an eyebrow at Sherlock.
"The theater." Was the only reply that Sherlock gave.
"Really not Harry Potter?" Molly asked.
"Molly, I rarely ever watch television." Sherlock said as he continue to look into Molly's eyes.
"To bad, you might like the movies." Molly said as she turned away from Sherlock.
"Can we continue the movie now?" John asked as he watched Molly blush.
"Sorry." Molly said looking away from John.
John laughed and hit the play button to resume the movie.
Molly was sitting away from Sherlock, blushing from head to toe. Sherlock looked over at her, she was sitting as far as away as she could on the couch.
"What did I do now?" Sherlock asked his self.
"Are you alright?" Sherlock whispered to Molly.
"Yes, I am just a little chilly." Molly whispered back to Sherlock, she kept her head forward not daring to look at him.
Sherlock stood up and walked out of the living room. John paused the movie once again.
"Where's he going?" John asked Molly.
Molly shrugged her shoulders, she curled her legs up to chest to keep warm. Sherlock returned a minute later with a blanket and a hoodie.
"Here." He said as he handed Molly one of his hoodies.
"Thank you." Molly said as she grabbed the hoodie. She slipped it over her head.
"It smells just like Sherlock." Molly thought to herself with a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
"Get up for a moment." Sherlock commanded.
Molly cocked her eyebrow at Sherlock.
"Please." Sherlock said when he saw her eyebrow.
Molly stood up, Sherlock laid down on the couch pushed up against the back of it.
"Come on lay down." Sherlock said as he patted the spot in front of him.
John's eyebrows once again went to his hairline.
Molly laid down in front of Sherlock on the couch.
"Please play the movie, John." Sherlock said as Molly got adjusted.
The blanket that Sherlock brought out was pulled up to Molly's shoulders, she snuggled into the couch. Ten minutes later an arm slowly snaked around Molly's waist.
"Sherlock Holmes, are you cuddling with me?" Molly whispered to Sherlock.
"It is more comfortable to lay like this." Sherlock said as he watched the movie.
Molly smirked since Sherlock couldn't see her face. Ever so slowly his other arm came around her shoulders, Molly was now fully in Sherlock Holmes's arms.
Sherlock pulled Molly tighter to his chest, Molly had a smile on her face. The hand that was on her waist started to rub small circles. Shivers were sent up Molly's spine, Sherlock was the one who now wore a smirk on his face. His other free hand started to play with Molly's hair.
John looked back only to see two people with a blanket over them, he did not see that Molly was in Sherlock's arms.
Molly had enough of Sherlock playing with her hair, so she grabbed his hand. She stilled the hand and took it away from her hair. When Molly went to go let go of his hand he grabbed her hand and didn't let go. He turned her hand over so that their palms were facing each other. His finger entwined with Molly's, he brought their hands up to her chest.
"What the HELL is happening?" Molly yelled in her head as Sherlock brought her even closer.
"It's not the years honey, it's the mileage." Harrison Ford said as Karen Allen cleaned the blood off his face.
"God, I love these movies." Molly said as she watched the movie.
"You are not going to get all emotional, are you?" Sherlock asked.
"No." Molly said as she basked in the warmth of Sherlock.
"That's good." Sherlock said.
When Raiders of the Lost Ark finished Molly asked "How about The Temple of Doom".
"Fine by me, John put it in." Sherlock said as he rubbed circles once again on Molly's waist.
Author's Note: Harrison Ford and Alan Rickman are two amazing actors, and Benedict Cumberbatch likes Harrison Ford. Please Review and Favorite!