Molly needed a good cup of coffee not the sad excuse for a coffee the hospital had. She made her way to the shop that she hadn't been to for weeks. After ordering her favorite drink, she chose to sit in the same table she always did. That was when the familiar figure walked through the door. Molly tries to hide her face but he saw her.

"Molly-" He started.

"I have nothing to say to you, Mycroft." Her voice was a mix of coldness and hurt.

"You have all the reason in the world to hate me. What I did to you was wrong, and I'm sorry." Mycroft said.

"Like I said, I have nothing to say to you." Molly said.

"Molly, please hear me out." Mycroft begged her. He grabbed for her hand.

"Get away from me!" Molly ran out of the coffee shop into the pouring rain.

Mycroft grabbed her arm.

"Molly Elizabeth Hooper, I need you. I can't imagine life without you. I was so stupid to push you away. I would give anything in the world to have you with me." Mycroft said sincerely.

"What are you saying?" Molly asked.

"What I'm saying is that I love you, Molly Hooper."

Tears sprang to her eyes. "I love you too, Mycroft Holmes."

Molly grabbed the lapels of Mycroft's jacket and kissed him on the lips.

They paid no attention to the rain pouring down on them. All the two of them focused on was each other. Molly pulled back and looked into his eyes.

"My goodness why didn't I do this earlier?" Mycroft asked and kissed her again.

"I asked the same question." Molly gasped.

Before they could continue, the rain began pouring harder. They ran to St. Bart's and didn't stop until they reached the morgue. Mycroft pulled her to him and kissed her again. He put his hands on her hips, and her arms wrapped around his neck. Mycroft lifted her onto the counter without breaking the kiss.

Sherlock walked into the morgue and grinned at the sight.

"I see you've learned the term kiss and make up, brother mine." He teased.

Molly blushed.

"I did, brother dearest, and it is glorious." Mycroft replied.

"SO, when is the wedding?" Sherlock asked. "I get to be best man right?"

"Sherlock, I'm really busy right now. Could you tease your brother later?" Molly replied.

"Sure. Take your time." Sherlock winked and left.

"Anyway, where were we?" Molly asked.

"I think I know." Mycroft kissed her again. "I can't believe I was so stupid."

"Me neither." Molly teased.

"Would you like to go to dinner with me?" Mycroft asked.

"Yes." Molly replied.