Molly was glad to finally meet Mycroft at the airport. She fell asleep during the flight on Mycroft's shoulder.

"Molly, wake up. We're here." Mycroft nudged her.

"'m sleepy." Molly mumbled.

Mycroft smiled at her. "Someone is grumpy when they wake up."

"It'll go away in a few minutes." Molly assured him.

"Oh good. I didn't think it would look nice to arrive at the hotel grumpy."

"Of course not." Molly said.

"When we get to the hotel, I will show you to your room and then I have my first meeting. I should be back around sevenish and we can get dinner." Mycroft said. They had adjoining rooms so they wouldn't be too far away.

"Okie-dokie." Molly said.

When Mycroft went to his meeting, Molly decided to go do some swimming. She loved swimming. She put on her pink bikini and just started swimming in the nice pool. That is where Mycroft found her when he got back. She was floating with her eyes closed. Her breathing was so shallow he could barely hear it. This was a golden opportunity that Mycroft couldn't pass up. He crept up to the edge of the pool and just simply spoke.

"Hello, Molly."

That was enough to startle her and she sank underwater. Molly came up coughing and sputtering.

"Mycroft Holmes, that was so mean!" Molly mock scolded.

He couldn't stop laughing. "Be that as it may, your face was priceless."

Molly got out and wrapped herself a towel.

"Excuse me while I go change." Molly was almost to the door of the pool area when she heard a slip, yell, and splash. She turned around to see a soaking wet Mycroft climb out of the pool. "Looks like you need to change your suit." Molly was laughing uncontrollably.

"This isn't funny, Molly." Mycroft said.

"From where I'm standing, it's hysterical." Molly saw the look in his eyes that he was after revenge, so she bolted away.

When they met up for dinner, they were completely dry.

The second day of the trip started bright and early. Molly heard a knock on the door that joined her room to Mycroft's.

"'M sleeping, go away." Molly called.

"But there is so much touring to do before I go back to the conference." Mycroft called through the door.

Molly grumbled as she rolled out the bed. She opened the door to find Mycroft with a cup of coffee and surprisingly casually dressed.

"I thought this would help you be a little less grumpy." Mycroft said.

Molly smiled. "Thanks. I'll be dressed in a minute."

She returned moments later in her comfortable clothes.

"So, where are we going?" Molly asked excitedly.

"I was thinking the Eiffel Tower." Mycroft answered.

They spent the day taking multiple pictures in front of the Eiffel Tower. Some were cute. They took one where Mycroft stood behind Molly with his arms around her waist.