Ok firstly im so sorry for such a long wait. If the story in in progress, its IN PROGRESS. I will complete it and make sure it says complete when its done. I have been so busy with my horses and competeting this has taken a huge back seat. Although my luck was running high with 5 1st place's 3 qualifiers and 2 chamionships. I have been continuing to write but im currently living in our horse lorry in various places to compete. Its a huge season right now and dont have alot of strong internet access to upload. But i havent forgotten you and will still upload chapters when i can. Thankyou for understanding.

Chapter 4

Sherlock might be a self absorbed person and act like he didnt care or notice other peoples feelings or his own but he was infact very in tune with the people that mattered. He knew he had done wrong by Molly making her feel so angry and useless about her relationship but in his eyes it was ok as he had saved her months of ongoing lies and deceipt to end up in a bigger mess further down the line. But to her he had ruined her life.

He shrugged his shoulders at the thought. Molly had not accepted him into the lab since, he had tried daily for 2 weeks and has yet to even speak to her. He knew she would cave eventually, not by deciept or flirting but because she was Molly and she never stayed mad for long periods of time. However he knew when he finally gained access he would make up his mistake to her.

Molly looked in the mirror of her bedside table adjusting her hair carefully. For the past few days her ex (she was not even going to think of his name) had been trying to contact her, and it had made the whole situation worse to know he still was non the wiser that she knew about his whole life of lies, she had finally deleted and blocked his number as well as telling secruity to deny him access onto her floor. So far she had not heard or seen him but had been taking her own food in to avoid seeing him in public area's. Of course she would not hide forever, but knowing things where still hot she wanted to let things 'cool down' before facing her demons right away. Plus there was one certain demon who she would deffinatly have to face today and that was Sherlock.

Molly couldnt make out if she was annoyed or flattered by the way Sherlock had latched onto her ex and found out the biggest lie one could tell another in a relationship. It had saved her from so much hasstle yes but she was also happy and felt like he was taking every ounce of happiness away from her because he felt like it. Her body shook with nerves, there was one thing she didnt want, no matter how annoyed, angry or jelous she got she would always want him as more than just a friend, the desire was still there and experiencing that desire has made the dream a reality and it did not dissapoint, if she couldnt have that she needed to have him as a friend, just to see him everyday, pretend things where normal and enjoy her work again would be something. Sherlock had always been in her life, taking him out of it now would do her no favors.

She finished getting herself ready before moving out of her bedroom and towards her front door. The sun was warm on her skin but the wind chilly as she wrapped her scarf around her neck and began the short walk to work.

Sherlock stood outside the doors of Molly's morgue waiting impatiently for her to arrive. John had chosen to stay at home and save a wasted journey, what Sherlock didnt expect was to be waiting for Molly to actually arrive at work. She was never late, but this came to an advantage as he would have to see her and likewise to her and him.

He looked up to the sound of light heels and saw Molly walking towards him. She has changed her look totally in the past few months and it was a huge difference. She was wearing a cream coloured blouse with a butterfly broach shining the in sunlight, it hugged her curves beautifully right down to the black trousers that clung to her thighs and spread out lower down to the leg, wearing sensible but flattering heels. But what really amazed him was how she looked, her hair was done up neatly however the wind has made it look more natural and Molly like with loose trendils running down her face, she was wearing little makeup but her lips where shaded in the most beautiful red, she looked very professional but not dressed up, it was a huge change and then it hit him. Why?

Molly looked at Sherlock and sighed heavily.

''You could of given me at least an hour Sherlock''

''Your always on time Molly'' His eyes trailed her body as she unlocked the lab doors and walked in, turning the lights on as she went.

''Well give me ten minuites at least''

''Of course'' He sat on a bench and watched her float around her lab, sorting herself out as she prepared other equipment, by the time she was done she was wearing her lab coat and looked alot less flustered and annoyed.
''Right'' Molly said doing up her lab coat. ''What do you want''

Sherlock stood and walked towards her.

''To say sorry for my behaviour the other week, i did not mean to upset you so much and i would never do it intentionally again''

''What do you mean intentionally''

''Well your very easy to upset, if i say something i dont regret or take back you may feel just as bad if not worse, and it was not intentional to make you feel that way''

Molly shook her head in disbelief, it was the closest she was getting to a sorry and she was going to take it.
''Ok Sherlock'' Molly smiled and removed herself from the closer than comfort corner she found herself in. He didnt move but watched her move away, inhaling her scent as she went.
'' Nice perfume, very alluring'' He smiled at his sincere comment and of course at the strong blush appearing on Mollies cheeks.
''Thanks, i try my hardest'' she turned her head and smiled, again that was the closest she was going to get to a compliment.

''So i suppose you want some body parts to look at while your here?''

Sherlock thought for a second, his intinal intention was to come, say sorry, and leave to continue the work he had at home, but this was considerably more interesting and he knew deep down he did not want to leave Mollies company just yet, how could he force himself to ignore that? Especially when she offers.
''Yes i suppose so, if you have anything?''

''I work in a mourge, i have plently''

Sherlock smiled and watched Molly move into the other room whilst he sat at his bench and microscope.

Molly appered moments later carrying a bag and a bowl of water, she smiled when she caught his eye.
''Here you go there are some''..Molly let out a squel and Sherlock stood quickly to the sound of a crash. He looked over the table to find Molly on her back with her shirt covered in water, the body parts managed to stay neatly in the bag resting on the floor.
''Molly, are you ok?''

''Yes'', she said as she pushed herself up. ''Im soaked!'' Molly picked up the bowl and removed her lab coat, exposing her soaked blouse underneath, the thin fabric had gone see through and Sherlock found it very hard to divert his eyes.

Molly rushed off her cheeks a strong pink and returned ten minuites later or so. Wearing another flattering but dry shirt and lab coat.
''Im sorry about that'' Molly said quietly.

''Dont be'' Sherlock murmered looking into the microscope.

''You ok?''
''Yes''
Molly knew Sherlock was being blunt, so decided to go off to do some paperwork. Sherlock on the other hand was being blunt for an entirely different reason. Molly was not the smartest person in the world but could identify simple human reactions, Sherlock was in fact just a human so found it struggling to hide his growing arousal towards the simple patholigist. No matter how wrong he felt he was behaving it also felt so right being with her, it was a very confusing subject.

Sherlock entered her office quietly, closing the door behind him about 3 hours later, Molly was perched on the phone, making notes as she went, she looked up and gasped at Sherlock before quickly ending the conversation.
''You cant do that, that was a private conversation''

''I had only just walked in''

''Ok then, you leaving now?''

''Yes all problems, and experiements either solved or underway, things labelled leave?, well you get the drift, i will be back tomorrow afternoon to sort out the rest of them but have left them as tidy as possible''
Molly felt her stomach flip at that word. Sherlock and Tidy did not ever and should never mix.

Molly nodded her head and rose from her seat, coming round her desk she perched in front of Sherlock,
Sherlock felt his body tense up, he had no signs of maintaining self control when his body betrayed him earlier so there was no change of that happening now.

''Im really sorry about what happened earlier with the water, i didnt mean to embarass you or myself'' Molly looked down, she almost whispered. ''Im such a screwup sometimes''

Sherlock looked shocked at her statement and moved closer towards her, he could smell her perfume and once again tresured the delicate and softening smell. ''You are never a screwup Molly''

Sherlock smiled at Mollies reaction and was praising himself or not touching her, however Molly was the one who made the first move, using his scarf she pulled him in for the most passionate kiss Sherlock had ever experienced. He felt his body react to her ministrations and eventually gave in and pulled her off the desk and closer to his frame. Molly felt Sherlock push her back into the desk and into her, moving his hips slightly to what might be either pleasure or relief for the growing hardness in his trousers, she moaned against his mouth and pulled herself in closer perching on the desk, pulling at his hair as she traced her teeth along his bottom lip. Sherlock pulled away reluctantly.

''Never a screw up, deffinatly more bold Miss Hooper.''
Molly smiled shyly and Sherlock left in a flash.

Once out in the fresh cool air he felt himself relax a little and calm down. His heart was pounding in his chest and jumped when his phone rung in his pocket.
''What?''
''You coming home any time soon?''
''Yes'' Sherlock coughed ''Now on my way''

''You alright, you sound out of breath?''

''Im fine John''

Sherlock took less than 3 minuites to hail a taxi. His mind a whilwind of thoughts as he looked back on the hospital. Whatever was going to happen he couldnt stop it. However he had to make sure that whatever happened and whenever it happened, nothing went wrong this time.

So this chapter was just an insight for me as well as you on how things are going for both sides of the party, The plot kind of takes off in a more reconised manner next time, but this was just a taster to give you guys an insight on how both Molly and Sherlock are thinking and feeling about the past actions. Please Review. Thaanks.