Sorry it has been so long, life kind of caught up with me. Hope you enjoy!
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Sherlock
John was in the den with Elizabeth in his arms. "Right on time, as usual." He said as I took a seat across from him.
The den was furnished similarly to 221 B. The obvious difference being the wall paper and the fact that the furniture matched. A classy brown leather, two armchairs and a sofa.
"How are things with Molly?"
"Things are going very well. After observing your daughter, she is going to be very intelligent."
"She is three days old! And don't change the subject."
"What do you want to know? Last night we went out to dinner then went dancing. We went back to her flat where we then slept together."
"You slept with Molly?!" John said in a hushed whisper.
"Yes, it was spur of the moment, I should have stopped it."
"And what exactly do you mean by that Sherlock?"
"I do not want to jeopardize what I have with Molly, I saw it coming and did nothing to stop it. I could never willingly hurt her and now I think I might end up doing that. I have done it before, but this time it will be harder to mend."
"Sherlock, You are acting like a normal human being. You let it happen because you felt something there. You feel worried because you have hurt her in the past. You are simply experiencing emotion. And for Molly's sake I hope it stays that way."
"What do I do now? You know better than anyone I am not good at this."
"You talk to her."
"And what exactly would I say?"
"That, is a question for Mary."
Molly
I am so grateful to have found a friend in Mary. Finally someone I can talk to about Sherlock without them telling me I am making a horrible mistake. I know it is risky, but I want to see where this goes.
"Molly, are you alright?"
"I'm just fine. Just thinking that's all."
"About?"
"About what is going to happen with Sherlock now, last night was not like him at all, I am worried that he is going to close himself off again."
"You two have not had a chance to talk about it have you?" Mary responded with genuine concern.
"No, we came here soon after waking up."
"What would you want to say to him?"
"That is the thing, I have no idea at all. My mind has been running nonstop since it happened, and I have no idea as to what I want to say to him."
"Alright, obviously you have been in love with the man for years, then last night, one of your wildest dreams came true. Sherlock had to have felt something too, he is too rational to tallow something to happen without cause."
"I guess you are right. Perhaps it is time to get it all on the table."
"Are we intruding? Elizabeth is hungry." John said walking to Mary to hand her Elizabeth.
"Not at all, we were just talking." Mary replied.
Sherlock walked over and sat down by me. "Lunch is ready John if you want to bring it over." Mary said as she started to feed Elizabeth.
Lunch was filled with light conversation with an occasional coo from the baby. After lunch, Sherlock hailed a cab. "Where would you like to go Ms. Hooper? The day is young."
"Could we go to Baker Street? We need to talk."
"221 Baker Street." Sherlock told the cabbie as got into the cab and put his arm around me.
Sherlock
What exactly do I want to say to Molly? I have so much I want to tell her. So much I have to tell her. How do I put into words how I feel?
As we pulled up to 221 Baker Street, I helped Molly out of the cab and led her to my flat. She walked into the kitchen to find a freshly brewed pot of tea. "Alyssa knows your habits very well Sherlock. I hope you are paying her well." Molly said as she poured us both a cup.
She brought the tea over to the sofa and took a seat. "I have been thinking for hours of what I have wanted to say to you Sherlock, but I want to hear your thoughts first."
What were my thoughts? I could never hurt her for one, I did not want to be emotionless towards her ever again. She is the only person besides John that has had that effect, but in an entirely different way. John is like a brother. But Molly, I think I am in love with her.
"Sherlock?"
"What I am going to say is going to sound completely irrational. Because for me, it is. Molly Hooper, I could never hurt you, the thought of being emotionally distant towards you sickens me. The last thing I want to do is make you feel unimportant. And it is because of that Molly that I think I am in love with you."
Molly
Did Sherlock Holmes just say he was in love with me? I have only dreamed of this moment. I never imagined that it could actually happen.
"Molly? Molly did you hear me?"
I was stunned. "Yes Sherlock, I heard you. I just need a moment to… to gather my thoughts."
Now what do I say? I have always wanted to tell him how I felt because I have always been in love with him.
"As I have told you before Sherlock, I have always wanted you, I have been in love with you for years, only hoping it could be reciprocated. I have gotten that and more. You have changed Sherlock Holmes, and I couldn't be happier."
