The 221B Chronicles of Mollstrade

by PrairieLily

I am intrigued by the challenge of the 221B, so I'm giving it a go with my favourite character, Greg Lestrade, and my favourite pairing, Greg and Molly. In this particular collection, Mary is still alive and well and happily married to John, because I liked her, and I can ;) . I own none of these characters, no copyright infringement intended.

3. Chapter 3 Bottle

"So," Greg said to Molly, gathering the findings she'd just given to him. "Since our date last night seemed to go so well, I was wondering if you might be interested in dinner?"

Molly felt a smile forming as she looked up at him, thinking about how they'd said goodbye the night before in her doorway.

"I'd love that very much," Molly replied brightly. "But how do you know our date went so well?"

Greg grinned at the cheeky sparkle in her eyes, raising his eyebrow in mischief.

"I believe there was a footy match on telly last night within eyeshot, and I have no idea who even won, because YOU, Molly Hooper," he said, bringing his hand up to give the underside of her chin a small tickle, "had my undivided attention. THAT'S how I know it was a good date." Greg's own dark eyes shone.

"Ah, I see then," she giggled. "So dinner then… where were you planning for this second date? Because I'm no slouch in the kitchen and I'd love to cook for us."

Greg nodded thoughtfully at this. Eating in at Molly's flat seemed quite appealing. "I think your place would be grand," he finally said, leaning down casually to kiss her lightly. "Shall I bring a bottle?"