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Chapter 4

Meanwhile, on the other side of London, Molly walked along the cold street of London in between Dr. Wilson and Dr. House. There was some awkward silence between the three until Molly started talking,

"So, where are you staying?"

"Well, we haven't really decided yet, our bags are just in a hotel right now, but we're thinking of relocating"

"Oh will you stop lying to her Wilson! Our bags are in her apartment! Or should I use the word 'flat,' since we're in London and all?"

"What? How did you… how did you know where I live?"

Then suddenly, House took something from his pocket and started dangling a key in front of Molly's face,

"Oh you have no right!"

"Relax Molly, I took the original from you back in the States and had it duplicated before I returned it"

"Wha…why would you do that?"

"Duh! I think we have already established the answer"

"But… erm…I only have one guest room"

"Fine, I will stay at your flat and Wilson here can stay somewhere else"

"Why me?" Wilson objected

"Because you can stay anywhere, as for me, I think Molly's apartment is more comfortable"

"Alright fine, I will book a hotel"

"Wait maybe you don't need to!" Molly interjected

Molly hailed a cab, and once they were in, she gave the address to the cabbie

"221B Baker Street please"

When they reached Baker Street, Molly buzzed the door and finally Mrs. Hudson, opened the door and smiled at her,

"Oh Molly! You're back!"

"Yes, Mrs. Hudson I am. How have you been?"

"Oh I've been better, please come in, come in!"

Molly entered the flat followed by two gentlemen that Mrs. Hudson has never seen before, she let them into her flat, when they all got settled, Molly introduced the two gentlemen,

"Mrs. Hudson, this is erm… Dr. James Wilson, and Dr. Gregory House. I worked with them when I was in America"

"Pleasure to meet you boys"

"Mrs. Hudson, I was thinking, erm, since John is no longer living here, is it alright if you let his room for just a few weeks?"

"Oh the bedroom upstairs? Yes, I don't see why not. No one's there. Although I am not sure if Sherlock would approve"

"Sherlock? Aren't you his landlady?"

"Well dear you know how he is; it's fine with me really."

"I can talk to Sherlock if that's the case, it's just Dr. Wilson who will be staying here. Dr. House will be at my place"

"Oh, I see. Well, when are you planning to move in?"

"I was thinking tonight, if that's okay?"

"That's fine I guess. Talk to Sherlock dear."

"I will"

Molly looked at the two doctors who nodded at her while she disappears,

"Now boys, how would you like some tea and some biscuits"

Wilson smiled widely while House maintained a straight face not even looking at the landlady.

Molly knocked at Sherlock's door and when he didn't answer, she slowly turned the door knob and opened it, she found him looking over his laptop doing God knows what,

"Sherlock?"

"Ahh Molly! What can I do for you?"

Molly was surprised with the detective who seems to be in a good mood

"Hello. Well, erm, I was thinking, since John is no longer living here, if the other bedroom can be spared for my friend, I already talked to Mrs. Hudson about it and she is willing to let the bedroom. I just want to let you know"

"Oh. Who will be staying? And for how long?"

"Erm, Dr. Wilson and just for two weeks."

"Don't you have two doctors visiting?"

"Ye-yes, but House will be staying at my flat"

"Why?"

"Well, because he will be more comfortable there"

"And you think that Dr. Willson will not be comfortable in your flat?"

"It's not that… it's just, that's just House wants it to be. And I only have one guest room. I just came here to tell you that. I really don't need to explain everything."

"But I need your place too. It's my bolt hole! How could you do this?"

"I didn't know they were coming here Sherlock! I am so sorry if it's so inconvenient for you that I have guests!"

"Fine! But I will be coming over there when I need to!"

"No. Not for two weeks!"

"But what if…"

"Then figure it out!"

Sherlock rolled his eyes at the petite pathologists,

"Are they here?"

"Yes, they're with Mrs. Hudson. I actually need to call them so Wilson can see the room, then we'll come back with his things"

But before Sherlock can say something, Mrs. Hudson appeared on the door,

"Oh Sherlock the mess you made"

Mrs. Hudson started picking up some of the clutter, Sherlock looked at the two men standing by the door, Molly nervously fidgeted from here she is standing,

"Erm, you remember Sherlock?"

Wilson smiled while House just looked,

"Oh please do come in, she brought you here might as well let you in. Although I do believe that Molly doesn't really need my permission."

The two doctors came in and stood beside Molly, however, Sherlock immediately noticed how she is standing relatively closer to House, and he frowned at the sight. So he walked up to Molly and took her by the hand and made some excuse about checking something on his computer,

"What the hell Sherlock!?"

"I need you to see this!"

"This is your inbox, why do I need to see it"

"I need your opinion on some of the cases"

"You never asked for my help with this before"

"But now I do! Look at it!"

"Oh will you both shut up!" House interjected!

Molly and Sherlock were shocked at House's annoyance, Molly stood up, but Sherlock placed his hand on her shoulder so she could remain seated, she glared at him, but instead of glaring back at her, Sherlock gave her soft eyes, and started speaking a little softer,

"Please Molly? John's not here and I terribly need a case. I am bored"

"Fine"

"Thank you"

Sherlock smirk when Molly turned her head back to the computer, "My eyes still work for her, this should be good," he thought. With that he turned to the American Doctors, he observe them. Wilson looking around while House walked around the flat with his limp,

"So Jimmy, you should get to know your new BFF for the moment, while Molly takes me to dinner tonight."

"House, I want to see London, I don't think Mr. Holmes would like to be bothered. So no thanks to you I will be exploring London on my own"

Sherlock suddenly eyed Wilson, Molly looked at them and noticed that Sherlock is obviously deducing him,

"Don't start Sherlock!"

"What? I didn't say anything…yet"

"I know, but I also know you're about to say something. He's my friend so please just shut up!"

"I think it's only reasonable that I look at him, he will be staying here for two weeks. How do you feel about the violin?"

Wilson was startled with Sherlock's question directed to him,

"Erm… I think it's fine. I'm sorry why do you ask?"

"Since you will be here for two weeks, let me just tell you that I play the violin at any time, it helps me think. Also, I would appreciate it if you don't touch anything from the kitchen table. You're a doctor, so I am sure that body parts will not frighten you"

"Bo-body parts?"

"Yes, I experiment in my kitchen and body parts are in the fridge for me to keep. Although Mrs. Hudson doesn't really approve of it. Molly here supplies me body parts before she left"

Then House interjected,

"Wow, I am sure you two will get along just fine, come on Molly let's leave this two"

"Wait. Wilson's luggage is still in my flat"

"Then he can get it later" House said as he winked at Molly that made her blush

Sherlock noticed it immediately, Molly stood up and walked over to where House is, he had to do something for her not to leave,

"What about the case?"

"I don't have time"

"But I'm bored"

"Call John. We're leaving"

Sherlock was about to say something but Molly grabbed House out of the flat immediately and left Wilson with him.

When Molly and House left, Wilson was still awkwardly standing while Sherlock is already back to his old self. Wilson can't seem to know what he needs to do or say,

"So, Wilson, I hope you don't mind that I call you Wilson. It seems it's the name they call you, and I am only saying that because you obviously don't mind. How do you feel about death?"

"Erm death?"

"Oh don't make me repeat myself. It's obvious that you deal with it everyday, you're an oncologist and people die on your watch all the time."

"How did… how did you know? I don't think I ever told you what I do, did Molly tell you?"

"No one told me, I saw."

"Right, another House" he muttered.

Sherlock gave him a quizzical look,

"How did House get into this?"

"He's kinda like you. You look at people and you know what they do"

"Well I'm glad to know he's not an idiot"

Wilson chuckled,

"That is something that he definitely isn't"

Wilson checked the flat looking around and finally settled to take a seat on the couch, finally he felt a little courage to ask Sherlock something,

"So, erm, Mr. Holmes, I hope you don't mind me asking, but what is it that you do, we saw you at a hospital looking at a body, but I don't know what it is. You said a consulting detective?"

"Yes, and the only one in the world and please call me Sherlock"

"A co-consulting detective?"

"Yes, I invented the job, it means when Scotland Yard is lost with a case which is always, they call me. Also there are other people who ask for help on something, through John's blog"

"I see. Oh Dr. Watson, he has a blog?"

"Yes, although I don't understand why he always has to romanticize everything when clearly science is the most important thing"

"Maybe I will check that later. Hmm... So any good restaurants around here? I'm kind of starving"

"There's a good fish and chips shop down the Marylebone Road, they always give me large portions"

"Oh, okay I guess I could go there"

"I'll come with you"

Sherlock took his coat and scarf and went down stairs as Wilson followed him out of 221B. They walked until they reached the shop. They ordered for themselves and Wilson was very much pleased with what he's eating.

"This is really good!"

"I told you so."

"Erm, aren't you going to eat?"

"I don't eat when I'm on a case, digestion slows me down"

Suddenly, Wilson's phone went off,

"House, what do you want"

"Molly is going back to work, she'll be dropping your luggage at Baker Street. Where are you?"

"You let Molly carry my luggage?"

"Yes I did she can do it on her own. Of course I didn't! I hailed her a cab so she can drop it there to the landlady. So where are you?"

"I'm at Marylebone Road, having fish and chips."

"Just text me the details I will be there"

Wilson hung up on House and texted him the address, he continue eating while Sherlock's attention is somewhere else, few minutes later House arrived. He waved at him and orders something for House.

"So what is there to see in England at this hour?"

"I don't really know maybe you should ask Sherlock"

Sherlock turned to them upon hearing his name,

"I don't really concern myself with 'what is there to see,' but if you want to find out, you lot may want to stick around. There's a good chance that our potential suspect may just come up"

"Wuwuwu-wait, are you telling me that you took me on case?" Wilson questioned

"Oh don't state the obvious! Why else would I take you here? John can't go out tonight so it's only reasonable to take you since you are available"

House smirked at Sherlock's comments,

"What are you smiling about House?"

"Me? I'm not smiling. It's just funny, at least now, your stay here will be less boring, and I have more time with Molly"

But being Sherlock, he just suddenly left while Wilson was stunned stuck with House again. "Molly is at Bart's, I can ask her for experiments…no dinner…wait, no! experiment. What were you thinking Sherlock!" he scolded himself. He hailed a cab and went straight to Bart's. While in the cab, he immediately texted John,

DO YOU THINK I SHOULD ASK MOLLY OUT? – SH

WHAT? ASK MOLLY OUT? – JW

YES, WHY ARE YOU REPEATING? – SH

DO YOU LIKE MOLLY? I MEAN ROMANTICALLY? – JW

OF COURSE NOT! – SH

THEN WHY WOULD YOU ASK HER? ARE YOU JUST DOING THIS SO SHE CAN HAVE MORE TIME WITH YOU? – SH

I DON'T SEE WHY NOT. I WILL JUST PROVE TO HER AND TO YOU THAT SHE IS NOT OVER ME! – SH

OH YOU BLOODY GIT! LEAVE HER ALONE SHERLOCK I MEAN IT. LET HER BE WITH THAT DOCTOR! IF YOU DON'T LIKE HER ROMANTICALLY, THEN DON'T GIVE HER HOPE. YOU ALWAYS DO THIS TO HER – JW

Sherlock was struck upon reading John's message, "Do I really always do it to her? Give her hope?" he asked himself. Before he could reply, the taxi stopped at his destination. When he got out of the cab, he just stood there at the main entrance, still thinking of his next step. He heavily sighed and finally decided to get inside.