Because we all know that Irene Adler wouldn't just stay away once word got out that Sherlock was in love...
She couldn't believe this was happening. After everything. After the months of dating and being in love. The months of sex and laughs and everything she'd ever imagined.
And here she was, pulling on her tea length wedding dress, doing the soft makeup that she knew he loved. Pulling the short veil over her eyes and waiting.
They didn't want a huge tado wedding, so she was getting ready at her flat, they had boxed things up together, one of the fun last days of the engagement and today... they were getting married at the courthouse.
Mycroft and his parents would be there. Mrs. Hudson and John and Rosie were all going to be there. Lestrade and other guys from the New Scotland Yard were coming. Her boss and other colleagues were coming. No more than 15 people in total. Well 16 if you count the two month fetus in my womb.
Mrs. Hudson would be meeting her here with Rosie. John was already supposed to be at the courthouse.
Mycroft and his parents would be coming there with him and I just had to say I do.
I heard a car pulling up and looked out to see Mrs. Hudson in the cab. I smiled as I went outside to meet them and she got out to hug me and look me over.
"He is going to fall to his knees when he gets to see you." She cooed and I blushed before she ushered me inside.
We drove to the closest courthouse and as I walked in and looked around I saw John on the phone and he sent me a big smile before hanging up.
"Look at you Molly. Amazing." He kissed my cheek and I smiled.
"Is everything okay?" I asked him and he gave me a wide smile before nodding.
"Sherlock gave me a list of everything and I have checked it all off. Even greeting the bride." He told me and squeezed my hand before he took Rosie.
We got to talking about her dress and before long other people were arriving and I was getting just a bit of nerves but Mrs. Hudson told me it was normal.
Then I was rushed from the room when they spotted Mycroft's car pull up.
I barely saw his father getting out before I was basically locked in the wedding hall we were using.
I paced for ten minutes before I sat down. It was about another ten before a worried Mrs. Hudson came in. Fretting about and that's when I realized what was happening.
"He's not coming is he?" I asked cutting off her frazzled nervous chatter and she sagged her shoulders and bit her lip.
"Mycroft has people looking for him." She said coming closer and I felt my stomach bottom out.
Sherlock ran. He ran away from the wedding they planned. And to make it worse his brother was just going to force him to come and say it to her face in front of everybody.
"Tell Mycroft not to bother." Molly tried to keep the tears in before ripping the veil off. "This was all a mistake." She felt the tears running down her face as she pushed open the door.
John was no longer waiting around, Mycroft was on the phone, their parents were huddling on a chair looking mighty worried.
"Molly dear wait-" the door closed behind me as I took off down the street and waving my hand at the first Taxi Isaw.
I got in the car, paid extra for the fast track to my flat again. I got my change of clothes on and left.
I sadly cried in the park for 45 minutes before my phone started to go off.
I didn't even look at it. I just cleaned up my face and started my long walk home. I was puffy and pink when I saw John outside my door. Screaming through the phone.
"No I won't do that. You get down here and explain it yourself! She's not even answering the door you arrogant bastard! This is your mess Sherlock! Molly is or at least was your fiancé!" He heard me walking up and turned and he looked so relieved that it was me.
"Please just leave me alone." I whispered and clenched my fist, only to feel the ring had twisted sideways and I looked at it before tugging it off my finger. "Return this." I begged and since he didn't take it I slipped it into his breast pocket and moved to unlock my front door.
"Molly he's going to be right over-"
"Don't let him. I don't want to see him right now John. I can't handle it. He didn't show up." I cried out the last bit and moved to cover my mouth. "I'm going to be sick." I muttered pushing my door open quickly and running to the kitchen to puke in the sink.
"Molly? You okay?" John asked as he let himself in.
"Just fine." I knew this was going to happen sooner rather than later. Morning sickness is a big symptom of pregnancy so it was obviously starting up now.
"Molly, what's wrong?" And of course John noticed how I wasn't all that worried. "Have you been sick all day?"
"Nope." I started to move to brush my teeth and he waited for me.
"What's going on?" John asked and I sighed.
"Last week I had my routine check up." I told him and moved to curl up in the bed.
"What happened?" He asked when I started to get comfortable.
"Blood test confirmed I'm pregnant." I told him with a sigh and felt my headache start to fade away.
"And Sherlock said what?" He asked softly and I gulped.
"He doesn't know. I was going to tell him tonight." I gave him a eye roll. "We see how this turned out. Didn't even want to marry me which means he won't want the baby." I mumbled and felt the tears forming all over again.
"Oh Molly... he didn't mean to-"
"It's not like I called him ten minutes before the ceremony and told him what we were doing. We had the plan. He made most of it possible. He knew the date. He knew the time. And he knew what it would do to me if he didn't show up. If we took a case just because it was too interesting to pass up that just shows how important I and the baby would be." I cried harder and John looked away before we heard the front door open and then close.
"Molly?" They heard Sherlock shout but John nodded his head slightly before turning and leaving the room, closing the door behind him.
"I don't think she needs this right now Sherlock." I herd John stop him.
"She needs to know why-"
"Not in her condition." John shouted over his protest and I gulped knowing it wouldn't be long now until Sherlock deduced what he meant by that.
"John... I get that you think you're doing the right thing but I will get to her." Sherlock warned and I heard a little bit of a scuffle before some books being knocked over and a grunt.
"I was in the military Sherlock."
"You were a Doctor." Sherlock seemed to have a bit of trouble breathing and I got up slowly. Hearing a bit more ruckus before opening the bedroom door. Five or six boxes were tipped over and I went to the first one and picked it up as the guys watched me.
"Molly will you-"
"Please just leave me alone." I told him as I moved to pick up the second box.
"I can't-"
"Sherlock you've caused enough stress. It's not good for the-" John stopped himself and looked to me like he just realized this wasn't his secret to tell.
"What are you talking about? First you say she's in a condition but I can now see she's not sick. Then you are talking about someone-" Sherlock stopped mid questioning and turned back to me. He looked right to my stomach though, and he paused and very slowly made his way up to my eyes.
"Two months along. Why didn't you come?" I asked him and he stepped closer before John stepped up as well and gave him a pointed look.
"Irene Adler." She recognized the name. It had come up one Christmas in the morgue. Sherlock knew her naked body. But she also knew that she was alive, so many Sherlock had only lied about knowing her body.
"All of it Sherlock, tell her all of it." John said and Sherlock gulped before looking down.
"She needed a place to keep low last night." Sherlock rubbed over his face before looking at John. "And I-"
"You let her sleep in our bed." She accused and he shook his head.
"No she was already sleeping there when I got home. I woke her and she tried things..." Sherlock looked away before looking right into Molly's eyes. "Nothing happened. You know that. You know I would never-"
"Then why didn't you show up?" She shouted knowing deep down she was making a fool of herself with all the emotions.
"Because she refused to leave. I was not going to let her prance around our flat looking through our things. Not to mention bring you back there after everything only to have her make up a story about how fun last night was!" He shouted back at Molly and her breath hitched.
"Then why didn't you call?" She asked and he took a step closer to her, going slowly, and she repeated the action and took one back while shaking her head.
"Because I was scared you would take my words how you took my actions. Yes I didn't show up but if I had called and didn't show up you would have never seen me in person. Never knew that this was the truth." John looked from Molly to Sherlock and then down to the floor before Sherlock took quick steps to meet her in the middle of her bedroom door.
"Don't you think about anyone else?" She asked him and he just closed his eyes and pulled Her into his arms tightly.
"I was my Molly. I was thinking about you being stood up and angry and mad... but I never want you to doubt my love for you. I never want you to doubt that I could ever leave you forever. I might make you wait but never again. I love you. I love the baby I just learned about." He moved one arm from around her waist to the front of his old shirt and he rubbed in slow circles.
"Why didn't you just call last night when you and her were in the house together?" She asked him softly and he gave her temple another kiss before getting on his knees.
"She said that she would make you think of something far worse if I tried to leave or contact you." He told her and she ran a hand through his hair as he leaned in to kiss over her stomach before he wrapped his hands around her hips and brought her in for a tight hug.
"Where is she now?"
"Mycroft and I had a plan for this morning... and when I didn't show up he sent someone for me. Luckily he had the sense to send someone trained. They caught her, and since she broke her treaty she is going to jail. She is gone. She will never see the light of day again." He told her honestly, keeping eye contact since he knew that was important to her. To make sure that she knew the truth.
"So now what?" She asked him and he got up and brought her face into his chest and rocked back and forth.
"My guess is get everyone back to the court house tomorrow morning, I want you to be Mrs. Holmes as soon as possible and nothing is going to stop this." He told her and leaned down to cup her cheeks and keep her face level with his so he could give her a snog.
"I am guessing I can go home now." John spoke up breaking them apart.
"Yes please." Sherlock dismissed him and moved his hand back down to Molly's belly.
"Thank you John." Molly told him as Sherlock backed her up and he headed for the door.
"I thought this place was empty." Sherlock muttered as he saw the bed was all made up and that her dress was in a heap near a box.
"It will be tomorrow. I have someone coming to get all the storage boxes, and that was where I was going to put the mattress." She rubbed his back as he moved her closer to the bed.
"Guess I should be sort of glad that it is still here. I want to go shopping tomorrow after we are married." Molly short circuited in her reaction for a moment before looking up at him and tilting her head at an almost uncomfortable angle and just waited for more. "For the baby. We'll need the books, and the toys and the crib and... I have to get online and look up the best doctors and plan the for the birth-"
"Sherlock... honey, lets just get through the actual wedding tomorrow okay?" She reached up to capture his cheeks and brought his attention to her again and took the other side of his head and rubbed a hand through his curls one last time before leaning up and giving him a soft kiss. "Now, cuddle me."