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Sherlock watched as snowflakes danced down to the ground as the winter frost creeped up the window. Normally during Christmas he would try to play upbeat Christmas songs, but he couldn't. Or at least not the really upbeat ones. Everyone was here. John, Mary, , Lestrade, even Mycroft bothered to show up. With Agatha. But there was one person who would never show up here. She would never come back. Molly was missing from 221 B Baker Street. Sherlock realised what he had done, but now it killed him. He wanted her here. Bad.

"Sherlock, what's the matter dear? You look a little down." Ms. Hudson said while handing him some tea.

"I'm fine. Thank you ." Sherlock said while continuing to look out the window. Ms. Hudson wanted to help, but knowing Sherlock she knew that he wouldn't talk, so she let him be.

The snow over London looked beautiful. Sherlock was surprised he even showed so much appreciation for something as small as snow. He looked down to find a small figure looking up at him from the sidewalk. She waved up to him.

"Sherlock, we're doing presents. Want to come and join us?"

"No." Sherlock said without thinking. Then he remembered the thing about talking to people that John and Mary had discussed with him after they found out Mary was pregnant.

"I mean I'll be back in a second." Sherlock said absently as he rushed down the stairs and walked out into the cold, snowy air.

"Hello Sherlock." Molly said she wrapped her arms around herself and began to shiver.

"Molly" Sherlock said surprised. "Please, come in." Sherlock said wrapping his arm around her as they both entered Baker Street.

"How's it going up their?" Molly asked with a smile.

"Boring. Especially when there's a person missing." Sherlock said smiling at Molly. She blushed a little.

"Molly...I'm glad you came." Molly blushed as she played with the sleeve of her sweater.

"Sherlock? What's going on down there?" Lestrade yelled from upstairs.

Molly laughed. "We should probably go talk with them for a bit."

"Or we could stay down here." Sherlock suggested.

Molly rolled her eyes. Sherlock and Molly walked up the stairs.

"Molly!" Mary greeted as she stood to hug Molly.

"Mary, you look beautiful!" Molly said. It was true, Mary looked good, even while pregnant.

"Thanks love. You two." Mary smiled.

"Molly, you're just in time for presents." John said while fumbling with the red and green boxes.

"Well, that's me. Always come when I'm getting something." Molly tried to joke. Luckily Mary was there to help her out.

"Molly you're spending way too much time with Sherlock."

Everyone, well, everyone besides Mycroft laughed. John started handing out presents. Everyone got one present for everyone. Everyone had opened there presents besides Sherlock and Molly.

"Um...Sherlock, would you like to go first?" Molly asked.

Sherlock took the offer. He wanted Molly to be last. Mycroft and Anthea had got him a nice pair of shoes which Anthea had picked out, had got him test tubes, Lestrade had got him a new deerstalker, John and Mary had got him the big book of space (In which Sherlock responded by repeating why he didn't need to know about the solar system which lasted about fifteen minutes), but what he liked was Molly's gift.

"I thought your old eyeballs were getting a little old." She smiled. People who didn't know Molly and Sherlock would probably be severely concerned, but everyone understood. This was what made Sherlock happy, but what John couldn't figure out was what was really making Sherlock happy. The eyeballs or Molly.

After Sherlock had thanked Molly for her gift, he handed her a small box with a bow. Molly hated to admit it, but she was shocked Sherlock had got her something. Inside the little box was a small bracelet with a heart charm at the end.

My Pathologist

Now Molly didn't care who saw them. She gave Sherlock a small kiss on the cheek which took everyone, even Sherlock, by surprise.

"Well it's about time!" Lestrade laughed. This time Sherlock interrupted.

"Yes I agree. I do believe the dessert is ready." Sherlock said jumping up from his chair. Really it was Ms. Hudson's job to get the dessert since she made it, but everyone silently agreed to just let Sherlock get it. Arguing with him was pointless.


Once everyone left, it was just Sherlock and Molly.

"Thanks for the bracelet." Molly said while looking up at Sherlock.

"Not a problem. Only seemed fit." Sherlock didn't really know what to say.

"Bye Sherlock." Molly said while planting another small kiss on Sherlock's cheek.

"Wait." He said grabbing her wrist. Molly gave a confused look.

"Stay here."

Molly wanted to cry. "Of course I'll stay."

Sherlock lifted Molly's chin and gave her a soft kiss. Molly's fingers lightly dangled on his elbows. They moved to the couch. Molly cuddled her small body against Sherlock's warm chest. His hands were wrapped protectively around Molly as she skimmed the tv for good Christmas movies. She wanted to find one that they both liked, but when Rudolph the Red nose Reindeer came on, she couldn't resist.

"Molly this is a children's show. Reindeer can't have red noses."

"Just watch it Scrooge." Molly joked as she received funny look from Sherlock.

After a while Molly fell asleep. Sherlock could feel her chest rise and fall against his.

"I'm so lucky to have you." Sherlock whispered while placing a small kiss on Molly's head. He hadn't thought she heard what he had said, but a small smiled formed from Molly's lips.