(This is written from Sherlock's POV. I find it easier. We aced Alice in Wonderland. Though I did fall over. And I was a card. So it hurt. Also the phone thing is from The Blind Banker where Benedict does all the faces to the woman over the intercom. I think that's what it's called. Big thanks to Millypink who is AWESOME! Did you know that Sherlock Holmes helped make the Little Mermaid? I'm being serious. The Disney film 'The Great Mouse Detective' which is based on Sherlock Holmes got a great reception and the money it made was used to make the Little Mermaid. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it. AOR)

I lounged on the sofa, eyes closed. Her face shone in front of me like a beacon of light, interrupting my thought pattern. My eyes opened sharply as I heard John call my name from upstairs.

"Sherlock! Phone!"

I stood up, stretched my limbs and ambled over to the phone. Shoving the reciver to my ear I asked,

"Sherlock Holmes?"

Molly soft sweet tones serenaded me.

"Hi Sherlock."

"Hey Molly. Wazzup?"

She giggled. I stared at the phone, confused. Then I realised she couldn't see my expression and replied.

"What?"

"It's just..." she broke of into laughter again. "You said Wazzup."

"Yes I did."

"There's a common saying around where I used to live. It's Wazzup Holmes."

"Okay...what did you call for? There must have been a reason."

"Oh yeah. I can't go on our date after work."

"Why?" I bit my lip. She couldn't be having second thoughts now. Could she?

"Oh, it's not that. I forgot I was babysitting my cousins tonight. My brother's got night-school."

"Can I come with you? We could watch a movie. I'm sure John's got some child-friendly Disney crap."

Molly gasped. What had I done wrong? Had I subconcuiosly ruined our relationship in two seconds flat?

"Disney's not crap."

"Mycroft said it was. He never let me watch any."

"You've never watch a Disney film?"

I shook my head, again forgetting she couldn't see me.

"Nope. Did I miss anything?"

"Hell yeah! The Lion King, Mulan, Bambi."

"Didn't Bambi's mum get shot?"

"Yes. How did you know that?"

"Mycroft showed me that. I was four. He used it to explain how my grandad died."

"Oh. Er. Ok. Not Bambi. The Lion King?"

"Yeah. Sounds good. I'll be round your place in an hour with some popcorn and Cola. See ya."

"Bye Sherlock. Love you."

"Love you too Molly."

I hung up the phone smiling. I felt happy. Comfortable. Loved. I had never felt like this before. But it was good. It was brilliant. I slipped my coat around my shoulders and called up to John who was coming down the stairs.

"I'm going shopping. You want anything?"

He fell over in shock.

"Sherlock Holmes shopping? Now I've seen everything."

"Hey." I shrugged. "It feels good to be in love."

"That was so corny. I hope you realise this is all going on my blog."

"You wouldn't dare. Anyway, I'll buy milk more often."

"Done."

I scampered out of the door instantly deleting the need to buy milk more than once.