AN: This one's longer again xxx
Molly is here again. She doesn't want a repeat of last time. She knows I'm not to blame, and yet I still feel that I am. Why? It isn't my fault. Mycroft forbids me from seeing John, from John seeing me.
"Molly?" I say after a while. She looked up from her tea.
"Yes?" she asks, her voice quiet.
"What do I do…?" I ask. She sees the genuine confusion on my face. Her eyebrows sag in sadness.
"I don't know…" she mutters. I turn to face the window again. John is there. Mrs Hudson comes in with a tray and a sandwich to force him to eat. She stands there as he chews. I see the reluctance on his face. What is he trying to do? Starve himself to… No… No, he couldn't. He wouldn't. Molly senses my panicked revelation.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"Is John… Planning on killing himself?" I ask, barely masking the fear. Molly stares at me, as though I've pointed out something that should have been obvious. I gulp. "Molly?" She drops her mug. It shatters to a hundred pieces on the floor, and the cold tea left inside leaked into the floor. "Molly?" I ask again, standing up. She's not been telling me something… Something she didn't think was important.
"I… I can't believe I-" She stammers. I frown, worry rising in me. "The signs… I missed the signs!" she cries, standing up.
"Signs?" I ask. My carefully composed wall is breaking in panic…
"Yes… The signs…" she mutters, and she's gone before I can say another word.
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