Chapter 3: How To Build A Sociopath

Molly explained the situation to Mrs Husdson who nearly had a heart attack when she discovered Sherlock tidying up the living space,

"So now I have to help him get his memory back" she finished off and Mrs Hudson nodded in understanding before smiling at the tidy living space,

"Are you sure we can't just leave him this way? This is the longest I've seen him go without yelling or insulting someone" she said and Molly smiled amused,

"Let's face it... We all love him even when he's yelling or insulting us" she said and Mrs Hudson nodded in agreement.

Molly thought it best that Mrs Hudson travel to Manchester to stay with her sister for the time being,

"Why?" Mrs Hudson asked and Molly smiled gently,

"With Sherlock in such a vulnerable state. People... Bad people may try to take the opportunity so... we might as well keep the target as small as possible" she explained and Mrs Hudson looked very concerned for a moment,

"The small target being... you?" she asked nervously and Molly sighed,

"Right now the only thing protecting Sherlock is Mycroft and me and I'm the one on the front line as I'm choosing to stay by his side. Risky or not" she told the landlady who smiled warmly before hugging Molly gently and whispered something in the pathologist's ear causing her to look at Mrs Hudson's stunned as she picked up her suitcase and went and climbed into the cab Mycroft had sent so as not to arose suspicion.

Molly returned upstairs and found Sherlock admiring his violin with curiosity,

"Was this mine?" he asked and Molly smiled softly before nodding gently,

"You were the quite the musician" she told him before moving over to the portrait of the skull on the wall beside the couch and pulled it open to reveal a wall safe and twisted the dial before opening it and pulled out a file,

"You always keep the stuff you really don't want anyone touching in that safe" she explained,

"You're cigarettes, nicotine patches but most importantly. Your compositions" she explained with a smile before handing him the file and he looked surprised,

"I... Compose?" he asked surprised and she nodded with a smile as he went to look through the different compositions and sat down,

"I'll put the kettle on" she told if as she moved into the kitchen and Sherlock looked curious,

"M... Molly. If I only put stuff in that safe because I didn't one anyone to touch the contents then... Why did you know the combination?" he asked and Molly smiled softly as she retrieved two mugs from the cupboard,

"Well... Long story short. There was a time when you had to go on a very long case that took you away from London and... I didn't think I counted so to show me how much you trusted me. You gave me the combination" she explained gently as she placed two tea bag into the mugs. Sherlock nodded in understanding,

"What is the combination?" he asked curiously and Molly felt herself blush softly as she added milk to the mugs after pouring the hot water from the kettle and went and sat next to him,

"My birthday" she answered softly, handing him his tea before taking a sip of her own.

Molly suggested that Sherlock have a look at John's blog and read through some of the cases he had been through in the past.

Sherlock read through every blog post, finding them all fascinating when he decided to have a search through the documents and clicked on the file listed as photos. He smiled as he found a selection of pictures that were obviously from a christmas party in the flat. He could tell by the decorations captured in the photos, He found himself zooming in on a photo so that only his and Molly's image were in the frame and he gave a half smile,

"Who are you to me, Molly Hooper?" he murmured to himself and heard the front door close,

"Hey Sherlock, I'm back. Everything ok?" she called up the stairs and Sherlock smiled softly,

"Yes, everything's fine" he called back and Molly smiled to herself gently as she hung her coat up after putting the shopping bags down when she felt the IPhone, Mycroft had given her buzz. She retrieved it from her pocket before opening the screen to reveal a text from the elder Holmes himself,

'Need To Meet Now. St Bart's Lab. Urgent. Come Alone. MH'

Molly sighed and retrieved her coat off the hook once more,

"Sorry Sherlock. I've been called into work. I'll be back soon" she informed and only left when receiving the ok from Sherlock.

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