The next day Molly waited anxiously for the Doctor at the coffee shop.

All sorts of what if questions were running through her mind and she just hoped the Doctor wouldn't think of less of her.

She sat there and started having second thoughts when the Doctor walked in and spotted Molly.

"Ah, hello!" He said sitting down.

"Hi, thanks for coming!" Molly handed him a cup of coffee.

He smiled. "No problem and thanks for the coffee but you didn't have to."

Molly shrugged. "I know but I had gotten one and I didn't want to be rude. Besides I doubt you carry around Earth currency."

The Doctor chuckled. "See, you know more about me then you thought."

She smiled proudly.

The Doctor glanced around the vintage looking shop and stirred his cup.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" He asked taking a sip.

"Well, I was hoping you could help me." She said.

"Sure, what do you need help with?" He asked.

Molly sighed. "Well, you know I like Sherlock, right?"

The Doctor let out a gasp of mock surprise. "Really? I hadn't noticed."

Molly smiled and playfully slapped his arm. "You also know that he kind of ignores me."

He scoffed. "I think "kind of" is putting it mildly."

"Well, I think I've come up with a way to get him to notice me." Molly replied.

"That's good but what did you need me for?"

Molly cleared her throat nervously. "I need you to help me make him jealous."

"Oh, how would I do that?" He asked sipping from his cup.

"Pretend we're dating." She replied quickly.

The Doctor started coughing. "What?"

"I thought we could convince Sherlock we're dating." Molly said.

"Molly, are you insane?" He said a bit too loud.

"Please, it's only for a little while." She begged.

He rubbed his eyes. "Molly, I like you but I'm not ready to be involved in another relationship much less a fictional one."

"Please, Doctor help me." She said.

"But why me?" The Doctor asked.

"Because you're my only hope." Molly replied.

He shook his head. "Look Sherlock's my friend but he's really not worth this."

"I'm aware he has his quirks but he also has his good points." She said unconvincingly.

The Doctor arched his eyebrow.

"Well, he does." She insisted.

"I'm sorry but this is daft." He said about to leave his chair.

Molly grabbed his hand. "Doctor, it's only temporary and I promise this won't jeopardize your friendship."

He looked at her unsure.

"Please, for me?" She begged.

The Doctor sighed. "Alright I'll do it."

"Thank you." She said still holding his hand.

He smiled. "You're welcome. Um, can I have my hand back I've to go."

Molly blushed. "Sorry."

"It's okay." He chuckled.

He started to leave when she stopped him.

"Doctor?"

He paused. "Yeah?"

"I was just wondering when you mentioned Canary Wharf you're eyes looked so sad, why?"

He smiled sadly.

"Thanks for the coffee." The Doctor replied softly.

"You're not going to tell me, are you?" Molly asked.

The Doctor shrugged. "Probably not."

Molly nodded. "Fair enough."

She really wasn't surprised by his answer it was probably too painful for him to talk about at least he was honest.

He grinned at her. 'I'll see you later."

She said bye to him and he winked at her and left.

Molly leaned back in her seat and realized that this was either the craziest or the dumbest idea she had ever had.