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Chapter 4

THE PATHOLOGIST

It was molly's last day at the morgue and even with swollen ankles, cravings and the powerful urge to go to the toilet she didn't want to leave.

She sighed as she finished the last piece of paperwork she then glared at the clock signalling that she could go home. Molly tried to find something else to do, anything but go home to the empty flat. She knew it would be empty, the note Sherlock left on the bedside table telling her he had to go to Scotland and wouldn't be back until Monday had plagued her mind, she didn't like it when he did things like that, she knew he loved his job and it always made her feel selfish for wanting him home.

Molly pulled herself from her thoughts and looked at the clock and saw it was only quarter past four.

Perhaps a trip to the new tea bakery will kill some time.

Molly smiled, a sudden craving for a croissant made itself known as she felt the baby kick, she stroked her stomach tenderly as if comforting the child.

She bid a farewell to mike who laughed when he saw she was leaving 20 minutes later than she should be: "That baby's going to know more about pathology than you do with the amount of time you spend in that morgue" he said. She laughed politely and made her way to the new bakery, it was small but the aroma coming through the doors smelt delicious, the baby kicked again.

she walked in and stood in the queue while she looked up at the blackboard covered in multicoloured chalk.

I think I might have the pain au chocolat..mmm... that sounds good. The baby kicked in what she assumed was agreement.

"Um miss?" a voice called and molly looked up to see a rather cute man standing at the counter with a blue apron on and a rather crooked smile.

"Yes, so sorry I was just a bit caught up in my own head" she shook her head as if to emphasise her point.

"It's fine, it happens all the time, What would you like?" he asked with a wink. It was then molly realised, with the new coat she had bought and the maternity trousers, her small-ish baby bump looked practically non existent.

Is he really flirting? with me? Molly couldn't hide the satisfaction she felt, it had been a while since she had been flirted at.

"Um, I'll just have a tea and a pain au chocolate" She saw the man smile a bit wider, and she knew she couldn't let this carry on "to go". She saw the man's smile drop slightly but then pick up again.

That's weird.

Molly paid and then decided to take a cab home, instead of walking.

She saw the familiar knocker and sighed happily, she loved 221B, it truly felt like home to her. Molly walked up the familiar steps and found the door she definitely closed was wide open, assuming it was a burglar or something she was about the grab the coat stand and use as a weapon when she saw the long coat hanging from it.

"Miss me?" that lovely deep baritone voice called to her, she turned her head and saw the man she loved standing by the sofa. She practically ran to him and hugged him before she asked,

"Why aren't you in Scotland?" he chuckled

"The case turned out to be a four, din't need to go in the end" he smiled and pulled her close. "Why are you back so late? even with the detour to the bakery you should've been back 15 minutes ago" She blushed,

"I stayed behind at work a bit long" he frowned slightly

"You really shouldn't be on your feet that long, it's putting strain on you and the baby and although I do understand you love your job, you have to be careful" Molly nodded and took a sip of tea from the cardboard cup, Sherlock froze.

"What?" she asked.

"Who's Jamie?" he replied,

"Who?" she asked stupidly

"The man who's name and number is written on your cup" he gritted out, Molly looked at her cup and just like he said the words 'Jamie' and 'call me' with a series of numbers underneath were written in black Sharpie. She tossed the cup into the nearest bin. She cupped his chin with her hands.

"He was a flirty coffee guy, I didn't even notice that until you pointed it out" she reassured him, despite his confidence she knew he always had a fear that she would leave him for someone better. "Forget about that, I'm just glad you're home" she hugged him again and sighed when she felt his arms circle her waist protectively,

"Good, and he wouldn't have stood a chance anyway, you're mine" he teased, the baby kicked between them which caused Sherlock to pull them to the sofa and lay her down.

"Hello baby, you're mine too..and mummy's as well" whispered into her stomach while kissing her delicately. Molly closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being with her little family and after about 5 minutes of Sherlock explaining the case to her and their child she started to doze off to her baby kicking softly and Sherlock whispering words like "Stupid coffee guy" and "Me and John will track him down if we have to" she then finally succumbed to sleep but not before hearing the protective words of her love.

"My pathologist"

FINALLY it's finished, I hope you liked this one and reviews would be appreciated. I might do some one shots if anyone has any ideas.

M xx