I really do hope you enjoy this chapter. I hoped to leave my fear of writing smut in the past for this story, but still not brave enough. Instead I hope you enjoy what I have to offer. I really had fun writing this chapter! It was super cute and romantic and *sigh* I'm slightly jealous.

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Molly was glad that things didn't get awkward after hers and Sherlock's almost kiss, in fact they had spending more time together as the days went by. She had managed to sneak off to meet him, at the dock where the two had agreed would be their meeting place. Molly woke up feeling extra happy because it was her birthday and Sherlock had promised her something big.

The young pathologist rode her bike to their meeting spot where Sherlock was already waiting for him, he had asked her to wear a pair of comfortable shoes, so she guessed she would be doing a lot of walking, but she still wondered what he had in mind. Sherlock went to meet her as she leaned the bike against the tree, he was wearing a pair of long khaki's she assumed the ones she had seen him in the first time she saw him, and a light blue button up shirt, his hair was mess off ginger hair mopped on his head and Molly couldn't help but tousled it, he made a face and stepped back. She had gotten more comfortable touching Sherlock as the days went by, she would occasionally hold his hand, or touch his face, he hadn't asked her to stop so there was nothing discouraging her from continuing.

"What are we doing today?" she asked him curiously.

Sherlock shrugged off his backpack, that Molly had noticed he was now wearing and took out some sunscreen; he handed to Molly and smiled excitedly at her.

"We're going on a birthday hike; I know this great place where we can a little picnic."

Molly made a face as she squirted some sunscreen on her hand and gave the bottle back to Sherlock.

"A hike? Do we have too? Can we just go into town and eat there? We can even walk if you want... that can count as a hike."

Sherlock squeezed out some sunblock and began coating his arms with the stuff; he gave Molly a look before raising his brow.

"Is that really how you want to remember your birthday?" he asked her.

"No. Not really." she replied.

"Ok, then. Stop complaining and let's go."

It took longer to get to their destination, because Molly kept complaining about the walking, Sherlock eventually got tired of her whining and gave her a piggy back ride the rest of the way. Molly let out a small squeak of surprise as they got to the site, it looked much like the dock near the villa, except this one looked as if it untouched by humans for years, the water stood still and clear enough to see the tiny fishes swimming about. Sherlock crouched down to let Molly enough space between her and the ground to jump off, the sun was beginning to set, but they had enough light to enjoy the scenery for a few more hours.

"How did you find this place?" she asked him curiously.

Sherlock opened his backpack and took out a blanket and laid it out on the dock away from the dirt, he took out two water bottles and handed one to Molly.

"Sometimes, I like to take hikes. It helps clear my head." he said as he took a long gulp of his water.

Molly watched his neck muscles work as he took long gulps of his water, she felt creepy for watching but she couldn't stop herself from not. She finally cleared her throat and looked down at her own bottle.

"Well it's lovely. Thank you for showing me."

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After eating, the two sat side by side on the dock, Molly had actually decided to lie down since the sun had warmed her skin enough for her to grow sleepy.

"Do you want to learn how to swim?" said Sherlock suddenly.

Molly looked up to Sherlock, she could see his eyes since she was wearing his sunglasses, Sherlock looked amused, most likely at her facial expression.

"Uh, isn't there some golden rule about waiting an hour after eating before getting in the water?" she managed to get out without sounding nervous.

"Myth." he said in his obvious tone.

"I don't think that's such a good idea." she said meekly.

Sherlock placed a reassuring squeeze on her arm before speaking.

"Don't worry. I'll be in there with you. We'll stay in the shallow area. I promise I won't let you drown. You can trust me, Molly Hooper."

Molly closed her eyes for a bit and thought a little more about it, finally she let out a sigh and opened her eyes.

"Fine, but if I drown, it's your ass I'm haunting."

Sherlock let out a smirked and hopped on his feet, he began unbuttoning his shirt and Molly couldn't help but stare.

"Molly stop staring and start getting ready." he said in stern tone.

Molly turned a dark shade of red and hopped to her feet.

"R-Right." she stammered.

Molly kicked off her shoes and shucked her shorts, she unbuttoned her shirt to show a pink two piece bikini, Sherlock was now shirtless in front of him and Molly felt self-conscious, she took off Sherlock's sunglasses and put them in the pile of clothes on the ground. She then grabbed her hair tie and loosened her hair, she didn't want to risk her hair getting caught around her band. It would be hell to brush out later, Sherlock took her hand and led her towards in the water. Molly shivered as the cool water came in contact with her warm skin, Sherlock stopped them when the water was just over her chest and just above his waist, and she clung to his arms and looked up at him.

"First I'm going to put you in the swimming position."

Without waiting for her to respond he tipped over and held on to her stomach and back he encouraged her to start moving her legs and arms and that's exactly what Molly did, they practiced the movement for a little while longer earning an approving look from Sherlock.

"Ok, I'm going to let go."

"What?"

Without another warning, he let go of her body causing Molly to sink down into the cold water, she felt a pair of hands on her waist and Sherlock quickly pulled her up, Molly let out gasp of air as soon as she was out from under the water. She took a hold of Sherlock's shoulders and pressed herself closer to him.

"No more, please."

"Come on, you won't le-"

"No, I'm scared."

Sherlock let out a sigh and nodded.

"Fine, we can-"

"Can we just stay like this for a bit? It feels...nice."

"Ok."

Molly wrapped her legs around his waist and let him lead them further into the water. She could hear Sherlock's rapid heartbeat through his chest, she looked up to see him staring at her, and without a warning his dipped his head down to meet his lips with hers. The kiss was soft just like Molly always imagined, Molly's arms wrapped around his neck and pulled herself up more she found herself molding to his body and his lips.

Their lips opened for one another, their tongues meeting shyly at first and then a little more urgent, a shiver ran down Molly's spine as her body began to react. She allowed him to deepen the kiss, clinging onto her greedily; his hands began to gently explore her body, while Molly's began to do the same. Soft sighs escaped her lips, as his touch became more desperate, he pulled away earning a small whine from Molly. Sherlock smirked smugly and began kissing along her jaw, he eventually stopped at her neck placing a small bit which caused Molly to moan against his skin. Sherlock let out a growl in the back of his throat and quickly let them out of the water.

The two laid tangled against each other's bodies, the blanket they had used for their picnic now laid sprawled over their bodies, covering what needed to be covered. Sherlock lazily kissed the top of Molly's head as she let out breathy satisfied sighs.

"Molly..." began Sherlock.

Molly let out a hum as a reply, but looked up at Sherlock.

"I'm leaving, tomorrow evening." he told her.

Molly quickly blinked and lifted herself up; she pressed the blanket over her chest to look at him.

"Leaving? Why?"

"I've been here far to long and I have no leads in Sebastian. I can't risk any more time." he told her.

"Where are you going?" she then whispered.

Sherlock stayed quiet and gave her a look.

"You know I can't-"

"Tell me, right." she didn't mean to sound mean, but she was trying really hard to fight back tears.

She turned her head to look for her bikini top and quickly began putting it on, she felt embarrassed suddenly, mad at the fact that Sherlock was leaving, why couldn't he let her feel happy for just once?

"Molly... Come with me." she then heard him say.

Molly stopped tying her bikini top and eyed him curiously.

"What?"

"Come with me."

"Tell me where you're going first."

Sherlock ran his hands through his hair and let out a sigh "Greece."

"Why do you want me to go with you?"

"Molly, do I really need to say it?"

"It would be nice to hear it." she admitted.

"Because..." he hesitated for a moment before continuing "I feel better with you near me. Less... Alone."

Molly placed a hand on his cheek and leaned in for a kiss, he was alone, and that hurt her so much. Molly caught the reflection of her engagement ring on the hand holding onto Sherlock's cheek. Here came the guilt, she pressed her hands over her face and let out a few tears.

"Molly what's wrong?" ask Sherlock with concern.

He sat up and pulled Molly to his chest, Molly buried her face on the crook oh his neck and began to silently sob.

"I...I" she said through breaths "I can't believe I did this. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done this, I'm engaged to be married."

She looked up at Sherlock she felt him stiffen underneath her.

"I'm sorry, Molly it's all my fault." he began.

"No." she told him "It was mine too. I wanted this just as much."

"Do you love him?" he suddenly asked.

Molly closed her mouth and thought about it, of course she loved him...

"Yes..." she finally said.

"Do you love me?"

Again Molly stayed quiet and finally nodded

"More than you will ever know."

She noticed a small smile form on his lips before pulling her closer to him.

"Sherlock.." she began "I just... I just need some time to think. You have to realize what you're asking me to do. I have responsibilities back in London... A job, a cat... If I'm going to make a decision you're going to have to give me some time."

Sherlock nodded and kissed her gently on the forehead "Of course... But I can't delay being here much longer. I hope you understand, Molly."

He suddenly got up and began dressing; Molly got up and began to do the same. Without another word they packed their things and walked hand in hand back where they came from.

After Sherlock left her at their meeting spot, Molly walked back to the villa, she wheeled the bike beside her as she thought about Sherlock's offer, could she really do this to Christopher? Break off their engagement and run off with another man? Of course not, Molly wouldn't know the first thing about breaking off an engagement, she was barely an expert of breaking it off with a man after the first date. Molly parked the bike on the side of the door and entered the villa, once inside she blinked in surprise as she noticed the familiar figure sitting on the couch.

"Christopher!?" she squeaked.

The light haired man looked up from the book he was reading and gave her a toothy smile.

"Surprise! I finished my work early."

he strode off the seat and gave her a deep kiss on the lips.

"I missed you, my love."

He took out a velvet box and handed it to her.

"Happy birthday."

Molly opened it, her eyes widened at the sight of a pair of very expensive looking emerald stud earrings. She looked from Christopher to the earrings and back at Christopher.

"Oh..." she breathed "T-These are lovely.