Author Note: Hello again and happy Friday :) Thanks again for sticking with me and reviewing. Keep it up! I love reading what you think and any suggestions are welcome :) I know you were expecting the date, but I wanted to do this first, so sorry, next week though.
Lady on the Grey
Chapter 4
Molly rummaged through her closet rejecting and evaluating her entire wardrobe. "No I wear this to work," she groaned.
"What about this? This is cute," Vanessa said holding up a little black dress with silver embellishment at the top.
Molly looked over and shuddered, "No, definitely not. I was going to wear that on my date with Todd and he stood me up. I also wore it to a Christmas party once. That dress is nothing but bad luck."
"Can I have it then? If its bad luck for you, maybe it's good luck for me?" Vanessa said holding the garment to her body.
"Go for it, but don't say I didn't warn you," Molly said as she dug further into her small closet. Some of the clothes hadn't seen the light for years and probably for good reason. So far she had a pile of "absolutely nots" and a pile of "probably nots."
"What is that?" Vanessa asked as Molly pulled out a hideous lime green pants suit that still had the tags attached.
"She meant well," Molly sighed referring to the pantsuit that had been a gift from one of her aunts. "I don't think there's anything else in here worth pulling out."
She turned to the "probably nots" pile and began sorting it into more piles. As she sorted Vanessa walked back to the closet and rummaged through the few remaining articles hanging there. "What about this?"
Molly turned and saw her friend was holding up a cherry red evening dress. Molly vaguely remembered a Halloween party where she had been Jessica Rabbit wearing an awful red wig. "That's Samantha's. It was her idea to go as vixens that year. I guess I never gave her dress back."
"You still can, but I don't think it fits her anymore. She's had two kids since then, I think it would be a little small," Vanessa said.
"Even so, I don't think I'll wear it. It's too red, too bold. He'll think I'm trying to hard," she said dismissively.
"Try it on," Vanessa demanded. "I'll do your make-up though. I think that's where you messed up. We need to go a little darker in shade and a little lighter in amount."
"Fine," Molly sighed and put on the dress. It fit better than it had that Halloween. She'd gained a little curve to fill it out and the color looked nice with her pale skin and dark hair.
"Oh good, I was actually a little worried that it would look awful," Vanessa smiled. Molly scowled at her. "Sorry, it's just really red." Vanessa did her make-up and curled her hair. When Molly tried to pull part of it back Vanessa stopped her, "No, that's the you he always sees. Let him see a sexier version of you."
It was nearly seven when they were finally done with all of their preparations. Vanessa went home and Molly fidgeted in her borrowed dress and constantly put her hand to her loose hair. She fought the urge to touch it and move it away from her face. 'I hope he gets here soon.'
"John," Sherlock yelled from his bedroom. "John, I need your help with something." Sherlock waited a few seconds for his roommate's response. "John, I need your advice." He waited again. "John, I'm going on a date and I need to talk to you about it."
"What did you say?" John was at his door now, interested in Sherlock's shenanigans. "I thought I heard you say you were going on a date."
"You did John. I am going on a date and I can't decide if I should wear a tie or not. I'm taking her to a rather nice restaurant, but I don't like how restrictive ties are," Sherlock said.
"On a date? A real date or something, I don't know," John said.
"No I don't think I'll wear a tie. Are you implying, John, that I am just leading this poor girl on a wild goose chase? I can be romantic you know. Whether you believe it or not I am still human," Sherlock said pulling a charcoal grey suit from his neatly organized closet. "No I will wear the tie, this blue one sets of the suit rather well."
"You're calling yourself human now? I thought you didn't have room in that head of yours for frivolous things like romance," John questioned.
"It's something I have not had a chance to explore, so I don't know if it is worth making the room for. I don't just assume that it is too frivolous, that would be dangerous. It could turn out to be very important to solving cases," Sherlock said. He fumbled with his tie as he talked and finally let out a frustrated sigh. "No I won't wear the tie then."
"Stop it. Come here. You don't wear ties because you can't tie them?" John asked as he tied the knot and loosened it to wear Sherlock's first button was done up. Normally John would disapprove of the sloppy style, but slap-dash suited his friend.
"Thank you John. And I'm sure I could learn to tie a tie. I probably knew once, it isn't a terribly useful piece of clothing though," Sherlock said as he pulled on his suit jacket. "What do you think?"
"You look nice," John said. He was still kind of baffled at the situation.
"Good, I'm off to pick up Molly then," Sherlock said picking up and his scarf and wool coat.
"Wait? Did you say Molly? Molly Hooper? Our pathologist?" John asked incredulously.
"Yes, that Molly," Sherlock said. "Our pathologist? What an odd statement."
"You can't take Molly out. You'll break her heart. She won't be able to function correctly again," John said.
"I want to take Molly out and she knows the risk she runs. We did talk about it John. I didn't just ambush her and make her say yes," Sherlock explained.
"So she knows it might not work out and she remembers who you are and what you are capable of?" John asked.
"Yes, and I think most people understand that not every relationship works out. Actually most don't; look at yourself John," Sherlock said. He had wanted to stun John and he succeeded. "Goodbye John and wish me luck."
