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Mum wouldn't stop bugging me to get out more often rather than keep reading the book Sherlock got me years prior.

"There's a dance tonight. Why don't you go?"

"Mum, I don't want to go alone."

"What about if Sherlock takes you?"

"I wouldn't mind going as much. But what would I be wearing?"

"What about this?" Mum pulled out an amber colored dress from behind a door.

"Oh my gosh! Mum, where'd you get it? It's beautiful!' I gushed, walking over to the dress.

"You let me worry about that You need to get this on, Sherlock'll be over at any minute," Mum said, handing me the dress.

I couldn't suppress a gleeful giggle as I made my way to my room with the beautiful amber colored dress.


I stood in front of my full mirror as I marveled the dress that came down to the floor; the sleeves came down to my wrists. It had a small sweetheart neckline. Mum loved modest dresses and I can't blame her. I put on the necklace that Sherlock got me. It was a simple and small gold chain that had a smoothed heart shaped of amber with a bug trapped inside. Most other girls didn't get why I loved the "piece of old sap with a dead bug in it" so much. It was just a random surprise. His face always lit up like a warm fire when I put it on.

I came back into the living room to find Mum talking to Sherlock, who was wearing something very similar to what he normally wore, about something. Respectfully, I waited for them to finish.

When they did, Mum kept gushing on and on about how lovely I looked. Sherlock silently gazed at me, but I saw a joyful light in his eyes. I didn't try to contain a smile.

"Are you ready?" Sherlock asked, offering me his arm.

I could only nod, still smiling and took his arm.

"We'll be back by ten, Mrs. Hooper," Sherlock told my mother.

"Okay and remember to have fun," she called after us.

Sherlock walked me outside where the stars shone proudly and brightly and the cold lightly nipped everything. I tried to cover up a small shiver.

"Are you cold?" Sherlock asked, worriedly, apparently he noticed.

"No," I lied.

"Hold on," he said, stoping. He took off his blazer and put it around my shoulders.

Heat immeaditly started warming me to my core.

"Better?" He asked.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked, as he opened the car door for me.

"No, it doesn't bother me as much," he said, getting in beside me.

He gave the directions to the driver then we were off.


The music boomed in the overly crowded room. Sherlock and I were at the edge of the room. At first we tried talking, but eventually gave up on that.

Sherlock pulled out his phone and started typing something, then showed it to me.

Treehouse?

I smiled and shrugged.

He gave me a rare answering smile and took my hand and led me out of the school.


In the silence of the treehouse, Sherlock pulled out a violin and tuned it. Once it was in tune, he propped it up and started playing a familiar deep song. He looked at me as if looking for approval.

"Oh my gosh, Sherlock! How did you know I loved Moonlight Sonata?" I asked, surprised that he knew the song.

He didn't stop as he came to the end, he played it like a round. I sat down in one of the chairs that we had in there.

"Your mother told me while you were getting ready. I also deduced it."

"I love the sound of the violin. It reminds me of an angel singing. Especially yours," I said, feeling drowsiness starting to claim me.

"Go to sleep, Molly, you've had a long day," Sherlock said, kneeling next to me, "I won't think it would be rude if you do."

I tried fighting it off awhile longer. I almost didn't notice when he subtly changed his violin's song into a lullaby, rendering me defenseless to sleep. The last thing I saw was Sherlock giving me a sweet smile.


A/N: I loved writing this chapter and I hope that it was as good to read as it was to write. :) Virtual hugs to all of you who stayed with this story.