A/N: I know its been very long and I am really very sorry. My exams will be over soon and then i vil try to work out a schedule for my updates. So, this is a transitional chapter and the actual plot begins from this chapter.

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Thanks to Juni (sherlolly-ship on tumblr) for beta reading this for me. Your inputs and edits make this tolerable enough to read :p

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I never believed in
What I couldn't see
I never opened my heart
Too all the possibilities,

I know...
That something has changed
Never felt this way
And right here tonight
this could be the...Start of somethin' new
It feels so right
To be here with you,
And now lookin' in your eyes
I feel in my heart
Feel in my heart
The start of somethin' new

Six Months Later...

Rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains and filled the room, giving it a soft and warm glow along with dust particles dancing in the streams, the beauty that was the tyndall effect. The birds chirped in the background, but unlike other days, the sound was music to Molly's ears. She opened her eyes slowly.

It was a beautiful spring morning.

Molly was never really a morning person. In fact, waking up in the morning and forgoing the comfort of her bed was one of the few things Molly despised. But today was different.

It was a special day for her and Molly welcomed it with open arms, quite literally, as she sat up and stretched to shake the slumber off with a content smile. Today was her first day at her new job.

No. Not any new job, her dream job.

And everything will be perfect.

Molly had finally bagged a position as an Assistant Director in a movie directed by her favourite director, her idol, Greg Lestrade. Moreover, she had also signed a three-film deal with the production house owned by none other than, Mrs. Martha Hudson, who had been a very successful and famous actor herself in her yesteryear days and was now an honorable social activist. All three of them were to be directed by Greg. Working with Greg was such an honor and a real dream come true. His dexterity in filmmaking was stupendous. The way he depicted the story on screen so well always amazed Molly and she wanted to be like him some day. One day.

And this was the first step, her first step towards fulfilling her ambition. And somehow Molly had a strong feeling that everything would change for her today.

For good.

With this delightful thought in mind, Molly started with her morning chores. After a hot cup of tea and a light breakfast, scrambled eggs and toast, Molly made her way to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

15 minutes later, Molly found herself staring intently at her wardrobe, desperately hoping that the perfect outfit would magically jump out of the wardrobe and into her hands, but after glaring at it for a few scant seconds Molly gave up and started rummaging through her clothes.

Molly wanted something that wasn't too formal, her workplace was a film set after all, and nor something too casual. She finally settled for a peach coloured summer dress. The dress was sleeveless with a U-shaped neck, tight at the waist and flowing freely beyond that, the hem a few inches above her knees. To give it a bit of a formal look, Molly wore a very light and short, perfect for such a lovely spring morning, denim jacket. She put on her favourite white coloured ballet flats, tripping in her heels on her very first day wasn't something she was looking forward to, to go with it. She tied her hair in a high ponytail; the front parted to the side, and applied some lip-gloss as makeup. Molly hated wearing makeup. She never understood why women felt the need to paint their faces with all those expensive cosmetics.

After finally putting on some perfume, Molly looked at herself in the mirror and felt quite pleased with her appearance. She looked elegant, but not someone trying too hard to impress, subtle, but not too subtle like someone who just threw some clothes on because they had to work off camera.

In her opinion, she looked... accurate.

Molly then picked up her bag from the dressing table, checking if it contained all the necessary things - her appointment letter, identity proof, a notepad, pen, mints and her wallet. Moving to the living room Molly picked up her keys and made her way to the door when the nerves finally kicked in. As she locked her apartment door, there was a slight tremor in her hands. After struggling for some time, the damned door finally gave in and locked.

Stupid door.

Molly closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself.

Everything will be perfect Molls ... just perfect !

Molly reached Paramount Studios fifteen minutes before her reporting time, a 10-minute cab ride away from her flat, glad that she wasn't late on her very first day. The first impression is the last impression.

While enquiring at the reception, Molly discovered that the blonde woman standing next to her was also headed to the same set so when they found themselves in the same elevator headed to her new workplace, Molly decided to finally break the ice.

" Umm... Hello. Are you too a part of the crew of Greg Lestrade's new production ? "

" Hi. Yes that´s right. I'm an Assistant Director. This is my second time assisting Greg. He really is very good at it. Oh. How stupid of me, I always babble on. My name is Mary. You are..?"

" Molly, Molly Hooper. Nice to meet you Mary." Molly replied, smiling pleasantly.

Good, she found a colleague before actually starting work. And by the looks of it, Mary seemed a very charming person. Who knows, we could be best friends some day.

At least now she didn't have to worry about getting lost in her new workplace. It might seem a very childish thing to worry about, but Molly had her incidents. During her first year at Uni, Molly got lost, well almost lost, searching for her room in the Uni's dorm. Her room number was 205 and being the ever so timid girl, Molly blindly followed the crowd into the building. But as soon as she reached the second floor Molly was bewildered. There above the door was written 205 and below it in capital letters; LAUNDRY. She panicked as her class was about to start and she didn't want to be late on her very first day. Never. The key in her hand clearly said 205 and so did the sign on the door. How was this possible? Surely no one would pull a prank on her on her very first day. She didn't know a single soul.

Making her way hurriedly back to the reception which was in a separate building, Molly ran into a man, a professor apparently, to whom Molly explained her predicament. The man started laughing. He wasn't mocking her, no. He looked amused.

" There is no error Miss Hooper. You definitely have the right key. You just happen to be in the wrong building. Your room is in the building opposite to this one. The receptionist might have missed this little piece of information."

Molly had never felt so embarrassed. Why do all the receptionists I encounter have to be so thoughtless?

" Come on Molly. We're here." Mary's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. They had reached their floor. Molly felt butterflies fluttering in her stomach. No Molls, this is definitely no time to get nervous. Mary must have noticed Molly's stiffened posture as she put a hand on Molly's shoulder.

" Don't you worry Molly. Greg might be a superb director but don't presume him to be a serious man. In fact, he's just the opposite. Greg is a very cheerful, fun-loving and nonetheless a bit perky person if I may say so. And I am positive he´s going to like you 'very' much."

Mary emphasized at 'very' , giving Molly a playful smile and winked at her.

Molly was a bit confused not understanding what Mary was hinting at, but she felt a lot more relieved and calm as they both stepped outside the elevator.

Everything is going perfectly well. And I have also made a friend. And even Mary says Greg isn't a stereotypical boss. Quite nice by the looks of it. What could possibly go wrong !

A/N: So here it is. I didnt want to introduce Sherlock in this one so I rather went with Mary. Obviously he vil be the star in this film. He and molly working together, wat do u say. That was my original Plot, the holiday was just to make their first meeting a little more exciting nd too hint that they r meant to be. A bit cheeky but I cant help.

Do tell me what u think.

-Kanika xx