SORRY FOR THE DELAY, THIS HAS STARTED TO GET A BIT MORE CRIME IN IT BUT I'M JUST A ROMANTIC AT HEART
Everything was happening so fast that Molly didn't know whether she was coming or going it had been a week since Sherlock had agreed to marry her and already it had been plaster over the front page of every newspapers in England. That's when they started, although she wouldn't tell Sherlock she had been receiving some rather nasty and worrying mail in the post at the lab since her return to work and the news of their engagement had hit the World.
She had returned on a 3 days shift and had organised childcare accordingly, Sherlock's mother had already agreed that she would collect Lilly on Monday morning and bring her home Tuesday evening, Mrs Hudson would then have her Wednesday so that she was home and in bed on Molly's return home. She then had Thursday – Sunday off. Sherlock had agreed to this also as there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be on a case somewhere with John (following his return from his honeymoon with Mary).
However on top of this, she was just getting used to Sherlock being back and now she was going to be married to him and the news had hit all the papers, which made it harder for her to get about without someone stopping her to ask questions. This was taking its toll as Sherlock had started to notice. Only silly little mistakes Molly was making on everyday activities, things that any other person wouldn't have spotted but Sherlock wasn't just any other person he was the high functioning sociopath that had fallen in love with this wonderful creature who mattered a great deal more than she thought.
On John and Marys return, Sherlock had invited them round for dinner as it was a Wednesday he was sure that Molly wouldn't mind.
"Really Sherlock, do we have to do this tonight. I will be so tired it really won't be fair" Molly exclaimed
"Don't worry darling I'll cook and prepare everything you just need to be yourself" Sherlock replied
"Fine" She huffed as she slammed the door behind her heading out to work.
Sherlock picked up the phone and dialled John's number.
"Hello old friend" John answered quickly "How are you?"
"Good thanks John, is your lovely wife around I need to pick her brains" Sherlock replied
John handed the phone to his wife who answered in a rather sheepish fashion
"Everything ok Sherlock?" She asked
"I'm not sure, there is definitely something wrong with Molly but every time I ask her she bites my head off and insists that she is ok. I'm worried she is taking too much on could you please have a womanly chat with her later and maybe help her out with wedding plans etc." Sherlock asked nervously
"Of course, no problem" said Mary "Leave it to me, see you round 7.30pm"
"Thank you Mary, see you and John then" Sherlock stated as he hung up.
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Molly was on her lunch break, finally she thought to herself 30 minutes peace and quiet, no such luck no sooner had she started to take a mouth full of her salad then her phone rang
"Dr Hooper" Came Lestrade's dulcet tones " I'm sending 3 bodies your way all part of the same homicide give Sherlock a call please this has his name written all over it."
"Ring him yourself" she grumbled "I'm on my lunch break and this is the first time I've sat down in days. I will start on them as soon as I'm finished and not a minute sooner" as she hung up abruptly she sighed, she hadn't meant to take it out on him but another letter had arrived this morning.
Dam she thought, I'd best get down to the lab before Sherlock and Estrada turn up. I don't want them finding those especially Sherlock as he will panic and get angry. She packed away her lunch and ran back out of the canteen and down to the lab just to catch Sherlock, John and Lestrade at the door knocking.
"You ok" Sherlock questioned as Molly rushed past trying to find the key
"You told him, thanks Greg" Molly answered as she got to her desk and piled the paperwork together, slipping the letters into her pocket.
"Sorry Molly, but you've never shouted at me before in your life and telling me to ring Sherlock myself when you two are practically married raised alarm bells" Lestrade replied.
"Does it have something to do with these" Sherlock enquired as he held up a dozen or so open envelopes, luckily not the ones containing the threats.
"They're just tosh" Molly replied "I don't pay attention to them "They are just someone's attempt to get at you through me, ever since out engagement was advertised on the media this is all I get" she continued
"Ok" Sherlock hesitated, "See you later at home, don't forget dinner with John and Mary" He kissed her gently on the lips and he and John left, leaving her to continue with the paperwork for Lestrade and the autopsies.
She felt in her pocket and took out one of the letters reading it to her self
"Molly, you won't reach your wedding day unless you do exactly as I say JM"