Chapter 2

The next morning Molly woke up in here bed with no memory of last night. It didn't take her long to notice that she was unclothed which gave her more of an idea of what happen. It wasn't until she eventually rolled over to see Sherlock Holmes fast asleep next to her, that she fully understood what happened even though she couldn't remember any of it.

She got out of bed and reached for her dressing gown and then went downstairs to get some paracetamol as she had a terrible hangover, all Sherlock's fault of course. She could here some foot steps moving about upstairs so she put the kettle on, but by the time the kettle had boiled Sherlock was by the kitchen door dressed and ready to leave.

Sherlock: 'Good morning Molly'.

Molly: 'Morning… Are you going then?'

Sherlock: 'Yeh'

Molly: 'Okay'

There was an awkward silence between them until Sherlock broke the silence.

Sherlock: 'I must be off... goodbye Molly'

Sherlock smiled at her then left. She was left standing their wondering about the night before and how it even happened.

Molly thought the best thing to do was just to move on and go back to work and just try not this had affected her, but it was Sherlock Holmes how could she forget that.

Over the next couple of weeks Molly had learnd to live with what had happend but she couldnt just forget about it, not as she keeps seeing echos of Sherlock in the corridors at work.

Then one week Molly felt really ill, she was constantly being sick and she had lost her appetite, she thought it be a stomach bug or something. So when she finally able to get herself out of bed she made her way to the Doctors.

Molly hated going to the doctors, even though she loved her job she hated being the one who was the patient. The doctor eventually called her in, it was a female doctor which made her feel much better. The doctor took quite a few tests and eventually she had found out what was wrong with her.

Doctor: 'Miss Hooper you are 6 weeks pregnant.'

When Molly got home she didn't know what to do, she was in too much shock to do anything. All that was running through her mind was why, why does it have to happen like this, she has always wanted to be a mother but not like this. It's not like she has her parents around to help her as they are both dead, and she fell out with her sister when her dad died. She could tell Mycroft she thought to herself, Molly just didn't want to be on her own. So she decided the best thing that would make her feel a bit better would be to tell Mycroft.

Molly was nervous as she picked up her phone to find Mycroft's number. She scrolled rapidly through her phone and eventually found his number. She stood with her phone in her hands for a few more minutes before finding the courage to press call. Eventually she pressed call, the phone rang a couple of times before a man's voice appeared at the end.

Mycroft: 'Mycroft Holmes'

Molly: 'Mycroft He-hello its Molly Hooper'

Mycroft: 'Ah Miss Hooper what can I do for you'

Molly: 'I need to talk to you about something but I don't want to say it over the phone'

Mycroft: 'I see, well I can set up a meeting at my Diogenes club in about an hour if you like, that is the only time I am free today'

Molly: 'That would be alright, thanks'

Molly ended the call and headed for her bedroom to tidy herself up. A little while later she was ready to leave. Molly felt bad as it was but going to meet Mycroft just made her more nervous and feel more sick.

Molly decided to walk to the Diogenes club as it wasn't that far, also the fresh air made her feel a bit better even though nerves were getting the better of her. She finally reached the Diogenes club she stood outside for a few more minutes just to gather her thoughts before going in. When she walked in she was greeted by Mycroft.

Mycroft: 'Please follow me this way Miss Hooper' as he gestured her to follow him.

She followed him into a big room,

Mycroft: 'Please sit'

He pointed to one of the seats for her to sit in as he sat down in the other one facing it.

Mycroft: 'So what brings you here.'

Molly: 'Well it's kind of hard to say... It involves Sherlock sort of'

Mycroft just sat there and stared at Molly for a few minutes while she just say their awkwardly.

Mycroft: 'You're Pregnant'

Molly: 'What, How'd did you figure that out'

Mycroft: 'Well I am the smart one'

Molly: 'I can see'

Mycroft: 'Well first things first Miss Hooper as I can see brother of mine is responsible since you are here, I will put you in contact with our parents as I believe you should not be alone, and I am not very good with children'

Molly: 'Ok'

Molly watched as Mycroft got up out of his seat and walked over to a desk and opened the draw and took out a white piece of paper and slowly walked back over to her.

Mycroft: 'This is the contact details for our parents'

Molly: 'Okay'

Mycroft: 'I shall contact them later and let them know the situation that has occurred'

Molly: 'Okay'

Mycroft: 'Is there anything else I can do for Miss Hooper'

Molly: 'No I think it's alright now, thank you'

Molly smiles at Mycroft before getting up to leave. Just as she was about to leave the room she turned round to ask Mycroft one more thing.

Molly: 'Mycroft'

Mycroft: 'Mmm'

Molly: 'Are you going to tell Sherlock?'

Mycroft: 'Would you?'

Molly just looked at Mycroft and shook her head, smiled once again and left the Diogenes club.