A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update this. I have been bouncing my time with work, school, and with my daughter. I had so little time to write. But finally I found some time, so here's the next chapter. And I hope to update soon after this. I also would like to apologize if there are any errors on this. Enjoy!

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Chapter 7

Molly took House to some of the places she knows that he would like in London. By the time that noon came, they decided to have lunch at one of the restaurants.

"So, Molly I think it would be a very good plan to start everything"

"Shut up House! We can't be talking about it here! He has eyes all over this city"

"Interesting."

"After all the things I've told you and you've seen, are you really surprised?"

"No, not really"

"Then shut up!"

They had their lunch with silence, but having House with her doesn't really make it peace for he will always have opinion on much about everything. Once they're done, they went out of the restaurant,

"You ready to do this?"

Molly took a deep breath before answering,

"Yes I think so. Let's do this"

House held her hand while they're waiting for a cab; once they got in, Molly directed the cabbie to take them to 221B Baker Street. The drive was not long and they reached the flat in less than 20 minutes, as they got there, both doctors went upstairs, Molly heard voices talking and the door of Sherlock's flat is open, she went in and was greeted by a perky Sherlock,

"Ah Molly is nice for you to visit!"

"Hello Sherlock"

Sherlock was indeed happy to see the petit pathologist but frowned once another person emerged behind her, it was House. He noticed that House placed his palm on Molly's lower back, he was glaring at House's gesture, and he got even more irritated when House smirked at him.

Molly greeted everyone and even introduced House to Mary; Molly for some reason was nervous about the whole thing, she can't believe that House is with her again in Sherlock's flat. Suddenly he felt a warm hand gliding around her waist and when she looked it was House, who just looked like it's something natural that he does.

What she didn't know is that everyone was looking at them while she gazes her eyes to the genius doctor. Sherlock on the other hand was glaring at House, which John definitely noticed, and to lighten the mood, he cleared his throat,

"So, Dr. House, how do you find London so far?"

"Well apart from the weather, I think it's good especially having Molly here"

"Oh has Molly been giving you a tour of London?"

"Yes she has and not only that, she has given me a tour of Molly"

House smirked, while Molly's face went from pale to deep red,

"House!"

"Sorry Molly, I just can't help it! But obviously there are a lot of idiots in London not to notice you!"

Molly's face color hasn't change, and Sherlock kept glaring at them, he tried to ignore the situation but seems that it is not working for him because he couldn't stop eyeing at how House's arms are around Molly waist. "That's supposed to be my arm! This doctor really needs to go!" he thought while clenching his fist. The room has an odd atmosphere, when finally House decided to remove his hand from Molly and walked directly to where Wilson is standing,

"Are you enjoying the company of your new BFF Jimmy?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact I think I am. But I haven't spent time with you. We're supposed to be doing something together"

"Oh don't be so needy Wilson, when we go back you can have me all to yourself"

Mary almost spat the tea she was drinking at House's comment, John just chuckled.

"Don't you think we should go House? And give me a tour, since you've been hanging around Molly all this time?"

"No, we don't. Aren't being tagged along by the detective here?"

"Well, it's mostly erm for a case so… not really the kind of tour I want"

Molly allowed House and Wilson to catch up while politely informed Mary that she wants to visit Mrs. Hudson, she stood up and walked out of the flat and before she can descend to the stairs, a hand grabbed her by the arm that made her stop from going further, when she turned around it was Sherlock,

"What do you want Sherlock?"

"Why are you with him?"

"Because we're dating. We're together"

"No you're not"

"What do you care? Leave me alone Sherlock. I don't meddle with your personal life!"

"No I will not leave you alone because you're obviously lying to me"

Molly took a deep breath, his hand is still gripping her arm, it was a tight grip but not painful,

"I don't care what you think. It's none of your business. If I am dating anyone, you don't get to anything about it. I am so tired of you always trying to intrude into my life like you own me."

Sherlock was shock with Molly's words, "How could she think this?" he thought, but she didn't stop there,

"For the last time Sherlock. Leave. Me. Alone."

Instead of removing his hand on her arm, he placed another hand on the other and spun her around and pressed her against the wall. To Molly's surprise, Sherlock lowered his faced and crashed his lips on hers. At first Molly was frozen with his bold move but then he felt her relax and kissed him back, this time he finally removed his hands on her and placed it around her hips and her hands reached around his neck to deepen the kiss. They kissed for few more seconds, when Sherlock finally pulled away. Molly looked at him intently, pupils dilated filled with desire, lips swollen from his kiss,

"You still think I should leave you alone?"

Molly was stunned, she can't seem to find the words, and for the first time in six months, she was back to being her old self,

"I… erm… I…"

"I know you're not really going out with him. You do know who I am. No matter how much he put his arms around you, or hold your hands, I can still see right through it. Stop this non-sense Molly, because I want you. You're mine. Do you understand that?"

She was taken aback by this. She has never seen Sherlock like this, he never gives in to anything like relationships or even shown a little bit of interest in the opposite sex, this is definitely something new, even if all those years of knowing him,

"Do you understand Molly?"

She tried so hard to avoid his gaze, for it was very intense and its making her stomach flip, she took another deep breath and spoke

"I… erm, I don't know Sherlock. Is this what you really want? You've never shown any interest in me. Why now?"

"Because I'm an idiot."

She finally smiled at his words, and chuckled,

"Yes, for a genius, you are an idiot. Wait, what does this mean?"

Sherlock rolled his eyes,

"Oh for God's sakes Molly do not make ma say the word!"

"Fine! But this means that you're my bo…."

"Yes! Yes I am, now stop making a big fuss about it! It's not funny!"

"Oh I think it is"

Then Molly tip toed and reached him for another lingering kiss,

"What are we going to do with House?"

"Oh I don't know. You're the one who brought him here to England. That is your problem."

Molly huffed at his words,

"Fine I will talk to him"

Sherlock smiled at her, still leaning on the wall and holding on to her, he decided to kiss her again before they go back in, once he let go of her, he guided her towards the door, there will be explaining to do with the people inside his flat.