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Molly fidgeted with the cell phone, placed it against her ear, and waited patiently for the voice mail beep. "Hamish?" she had to momentarily clear her throat. "It's Molly. I just wanted to say... well, I-I just wanted to say that... E-everything is alright now. Y-you don't have to worry anymore..."

The woman nibbled the inside of her cheek before inhaling quickly and saying, "I wish you well, Hamish. I miss you at work. It's not the same anymore. I always expect to see you around the corner... but you never are." a long pause. "Good-bye, Hamish. Thank you, for everything."

"Well, he very much fits the name of the cologne, I suppose." Molly replied with a slight giggle. "Definitely like a spirit that sort of wonders about. Never seeing him in the normal settings, but always the strange corners."

The bit of the statement held truth. Sherlock couldn't be contained in any way or aspect. Always doing what he wanted without a care of the consent of others. Yes, definitely a sort of spirit. Sherlock seemed unbound by the rules and normalcy of society.

Molly was lost in her thoughts for a moment until the perfume clerk's gift wrapping brought her back to reality. The young female had such small nimble fingers that truly held a hidden talent. The pathologist had never seen such confidence, and flawless grace in wrapping a single item. It was almost as if the wrappings were an additional gift along with what was inside. Of course, Joy's fanciful wrapping took the cake! While the rest of the gifts had their simple, and plain 'Merry Christmas' phrases thrown about the gaudy red and green paper.

The fun in this for Molly truly was being able to pick, and choose the colors of her own free will.

"I think the green trimmed gold will do nicely with the red paper, Joy." Molly pointed at the shimmering ribbon, and watched with glee as Joy quickly snipped, tied, and bowed the gift. A small card that Molly had been handed moments before was nicely tucked underneath the ribbon.

Inside the small card read:

Dearest Sherlock

Love Molly xxx

Tonight would be perfect. What with all their friends at the flat—what could possibly go wrong?

Just a very small preview of what is to come ;) Chapter is incredibly long so I'm currently going over it to make sure it's cleaned up!

Oh, yes! I'm using that scene.