"Aunt Molly?" Asked the bright teenage girl as she licked her mint chip ice cream cone.

"Yes Anna?" Molly replied. She loved spending the day with her niece. Molly was used to answering endless amount of questions, a bit like her father in that way.

"Did you ever date in high school?"

Molly gave a suspicious glance at the fifteen year old. She wondered if she had one for herself. Anna was a pretty girl so it wouldn't be a complete surprise, but Molly wondered if John knew about her interest to date. Molly could just imagine John laying down every rule possible. She could even imagine him chaperoning at school dances just to be sure there was a balloon between her and her dance partner.

"Yes, a few times. Not anyone serious though. Why do you ask?"

"No reason." Anna said while trying desperately to keep a straight face. But Molly knew her niece too well.

"Anna Watson, you either have a crush, or already have a boyfriend. Come on love, I won't tell."

"Promise?"

Molly had a sudden flashback to the day she promised Sherlock that she would keep his secret. "Promise."

Anna smiled. "His names Peter. He's really cute and very funny. I'm hoping he asks me out to this dance next weekend."

Molly smiled. She was happy for Anna, but it made her realise just how fast she was growing up. It seemed like just yesterday she was holding the tiny baby in her arms as Sherlock smiled at the infant behind Molly. It was a day she would never forget.

"Aunt Molly?"

"Yes Anna?"

"How long have you loved Uncle Sherlock?"

Molly's face turned a bright shade of red. She thought about the question for a long time before answering.

"For a long time. Have I ever told you how your uncle and I met?"

Anna shook her head and looked at Molly eagerly as she took another lick of her slowly melting ice cream cone.

"We stole each others cab. Fortunately we were both heading to St. Barts. I started loving him from the moment he started going on about how I worked at Barts and how he deduced that I lost my dad and telling me my whole story. Of course I fell in love with his looks the moment I saw him, but I fell more in love with the man beneath the intellectual machine."

Anna smiled. "I wish I had a love story as cool as yours."

Molly laughed. "You will, but you have a long ways to go."