The hustle and bustle of Molly's little home on Sunflower Lane spreads feelings of warmth and cheer throughout all of the occupants, including Sherlock Holmes. He was feeling a bit more than just cheery this particular Christmas Eve, as his impending surprise wedding spreads jitters through his tall form.

As everyone settles in, Molly pulls Sherlock aside and smiles softly. She is wearing a slightly shimmery long sleeve white dress with a red bow ties around the waist. So very Molly. Sherlock decided to wear a black suit with his white button up underneath, going for the classic look.

"I'm so nervous", Molly chuckles softly and hugs his side. "But so incredibly happy at the same time."

Sherlock grins down at her and pecks her lips. "Me too. I think that the one thing that can make me nervous is being this happy. I know that when we are happy, bad things tens to happen, but I would severely hope that tonight will be an exception. No matter what, I will marry you. Even if I had to drag myself up from the depths of hell, I would do so to marry you, Molly."

She beams happily and cuddles into his side, taking in the scene in front of them. Their friends eating, drinking, and talking merrily, and the children playing in the spare room that Molly had graciously transformed into a playroom. Even Greg's teenage daughter Sophie seems to be enjoying herself so far.

Molly looks up at him and squeezes his hand. "Shall we make our announcement now?"

He grins and nods softly. "I think now is as good a time as any, now that everyone is present. I even let my parents know today, and they understood and wished us the best. I can't even express how thrilled they are for me, Molly. They adore you and are so incredibly glad that you're their daughter in law."

"I adore them as well, they've very sweet people and I am very lucky to be a part of your family", Molly blushes.

"Don't say that yet", he snorts. "You know how complicated we are, Moll."

"Complicated or not, I love you, and they come with you, so I can handle it."

Sherlock dips his head and kisses her softly, stroking her cheek. From the living room, Greg whistles and they pulls away, both of their faces slightly flushed.

Greg smirks. "Oi, get a room you two!"

Mrs. Hudson laughs and gently pats Greg's knee. "Oh, they're just in love. Let them be."

John smirks at Sherlock and sips his beer.

Sherlock gently grabs Molly's hand and pulls her into the sitting room with him. "Actually, all…Molly and I have a bit of an announcement."

Johns eyes widen like saucers and Greg quirks an eyebrow. Mrs. Hudson sits at the edge of her seat.

Molly grins. "Well I'm not sure if any of you noticed, but…Sherlock and I are engaged!"

Everyone shouts with happiness and they talks all at once, Mrs. Hudson holding Molly's hand and admiring her ring. Sherlock pipes up and grins. "That's not all! We actually…have a priest coming in a little while, and we are having a private wedding tonight, right here. With all of you."

John stands up and claps his back, muttering "wows" and "oh my Gods". Greg wraps Sherlock in a hug and claps his back as well, congratulating him and telling him "finally!"

Martha hugs Molly close. "Ohhh darling…I am so so excited for you two! I'm so glad Sherlock has someone like you who can tame him. I'm just so thrilled for you, dear."

"Thank you, Martha. I'm so excited that this is actually happening."

They mingle for a while, John and Greg making sure that the children have everything they need so that they won't be disruptive to the ceremony. Once the priest arrives, everyone takes a seat, all smiles as they get started.

Father O'Connolly smiles and greets everyone, then begins the ceremony. He says a few readings and Sherlock and Molly grin at one another, holding each other's hands. Soon it come to say vows and they blush.

"William and Margaret, have you come here to enter into Marriage without coercion, freely and wholeheartedly? Are you prepared, as you follow the path of Marriage, to love and honor each other for as long as you both shall live? Are you prepared to accept children lovingly from God and to bring them up according to the law of Christ and his Church?"

They smile softly at one another and answer in unison, "I am."

"Alright then, William, repeat after me."

Sherlock tries his best not to cringe at his given name, and nods at the priest.

Father O'Connolly directs him what to say and he eagerly repeats, looking directly into Molly's eyes. "I, William, take you, Margaret, to be my lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

Molly grins and the priest asks the same of her, to which she happily obliges. "I, Margaret, take you, William, for my lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

Father O'Connolly smiles. "Do you have the rings to exchange?"

They nod and Mrs. Hudson hands them each the other's wedding band. The priest directs them what to say and Sherlock takes Molly's left hand with his right, gently slipping off her engagement ring and lipping on her wedding band, following by the engagement ring again. "With this ring, I thee wed."

Molly bites her lip cutely, attempting to contain her large grin. She gently takes his left hand in hers and slips the silver band onto his finger carefully. "With this ring, I thee wed."

Father O'Connolly grins. "You may kiss the bride."

Everyone whoops and cheers and Sherlock pulls Molly against him, dipping her exaggeratedly and chuckles, kissing her deeply. Molly giggles and eagerly kisses back, wrapping her arms around Sherlock's neck. Their friends' cheers quickly turn into laughs and Sherlock gently helps Molly upright again. They hold hands and bow in front of their friends, eliciting more clapping. Molly hugs Sherlock tightly, and he holds her close, kissing her ear. "Doctor Molly Holmes…that has the most delectable ring to it."

Molly tears up with pure joy, stroking his cheek. "My husband…wow."

"My wife", Sherlock murmurs softly as well. It was then that Molly could have sworn she saw tears in his eyes as well. This moment was precious, and sharing it with their closest friends was even more special than Molly ever could have believed when she looked up to see just how genuinely happy they were for both of them.

It hasn't been since her father's final day that Molly has felt this loved, and not once has she felt this kind of love. The kind of love that Sherlock and Molly share not only feels warm, but strong, enduring, and all-consuming.

This was definitely their most favorite Christmas Eve of both of their lives.