Over the next couple of weeks Molly had got in contact with the Holmes' parents and Molly would talk to them often over the phone and they sounded really supportive and mostly still in shock as they wouldn't have expected anything like this to happen. It had reached the weekend and Molly had been invited by Sherlock's parents to stay at their cottage for the weekend, so they can get to know Molly much better. Mycroft had offered to organize a lift to their house but Molly refused, as she didn't want to be fussed over too much and she insisted that she would drive herself and Mycroft did not want to argue with a women, epically one whose hormones are all over the place.

All the way there Molly wonder to herself what his parents were going to be like. She'd spoken to them on the phone and they sounded quite normal but how were they going to be like in person. When she arrived she started to feel sick, she didn't know if it was nausea or nerves, but no doubt they are both playing an equal part. She got out of her car and grabbed her bag before taking a slow walk up the path towards the house. Molly hesitated before finally knocking the door. She knocked on the door gently and waited their quietly until she heard a noise coming from the other side of the door. The door opened and it was Sherlock's mom who was there to greet her.

Mrs Holmes: 'Hello Molly please come in'

Mrs Holmes have her a hug, took her bag from her and leaded her into the living room. When she got into the living room she was greeted by Mr Holmes who gestured her to come and sit down next to him.

Mrs Holmes: 'Would you like a warm drink? Or something you look a bit peaky'

Molly: 'Erm, yes please, can I have tea'

Mrs Holmes: 'Of course you can, how'd do you take it?'

Molly: 'Not too strong and no sugar please'

Mrs Holmes: 'It won't be long'

Mrs Holmes gave Molly a smile before walking off to the kitchen. Molly sat there and wondered to herself how normal Sherlock's parents are compared to how Sherlock and Mycroft are. Maybe she wouldn't have to worry about the baby having Sherlock's genes after all if there could still be a chance of it being ordinary.

That evening Molly and Mrs Holmes were sat on the sofa together chatting once Mr Homes had gone to bed.

Mrs Holmes: 'Mycroft was telling me you don't have any parents'

Molly: 'No, erm, my mom died when I was 4 giving birth to my younger sister, then about 10 years ago my dad died, then me and sister stopped talking, and it, it just got in a mess. I haven't seen my sister since then, I think she lives in Scotland.'

Mrs Holmes: 'I want you to know that me and my husband will always be here for you.'

Molly: 'Thank you' Molly: 'You know I never thought you'd be so normal, like after seeing Sherlock and Mycroft'

Mrs Holmes: 'Thats what everyone says, and all I can say is we tried to make them normal but they weren't having any of it.'

Molly just laughs

Molly: 'Do you think the baby will turn out exactly like Sherlock?'

Mrs Holmes: 'That I can't answer'

Molly: 'Could you imagine a little clone of Sherlock running around, to be fair though I wouldn't mind our child to have his intelligence.'

Mrs Holmes: 'Just think of the toddler tantrums, I can say Sherlock was a little devil.'

Molly: 'Oh god. But whatever happens I will be a good mother, I've always wanted to be a mother I just used to imagine as a little girl getting married then buying a house then children, but my life didn't turn out as perfect as I used to imagine.'

Mrs Holmes: 'Not everyone is perfect but you will be amazing, and we are here too, but I wouldn't bet on Mycroft though, his not very paternal.'

Molly smiles as her eyes start to become watery.

Mrs Holmes: 'I am quite looking forward to becoming a grandmother as I never expected to be one, but that's Sherlock for you, always doing something unexpected'

Molly: 'Just a bit… There was one thing I wanted to ask you'

Mrs Holmes: 'And what's that?'

Molly: 'Would you come to my 12 week scan with me in a couple of weeks'

Mrs Holmes: 'Of course I will come with you'

Molly started to cry and Mrs Holmes gave her a hug

Molly: 'I don't know why I'm crying'

Mrs Holmes: 'I think that would be the hormones sweetie'

Molly: 'Yeah'

For the rest of the evening they both just sat on the sofa eating chocolate and watching some films.