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.

19. Chapter 19 Brilliant

Molly lay back in Greg's arms, giggling heartily.

"He was… really, he was THAT upset?" she finally managed. "About playing a song to move my labour along? Oh that must have been one hell of a dream, darling," Molly said. She caught her breath and sighed, flushed from laughter.

"He was quite adamant that witnessing Rosie's birth was quite enough, thanks ever so, and that being forced to remain in the delivery room whilst you popped out our daughter was nothing short of horrid." Greg chuckled lightly, his hand absently resting on Molly's bump.

"Well, now, that's not SUCH a bad idea though, Greg," Molly said thoughtfully. "It DOES make sense to move around to help labour along, and I can't think of a more lovely way to do it than to ballroom dance in my hospital room…"

"Oh, no," Greg protested, dismay tinging his gravelly baritone. "You can't be serious?"

"I AM, in fact, quite serious darling," Molly said, matter of factly, snuggling down further into his embrace. She moved her hand to rest on top of his, giving it a light squeeze.

"Sherlock doesn't HAVE to be in the delivery room of course, but if he wished, he might compose something special, and record it in advance for us."

Greg considered this approvingly, deciding Molly was, really, quite brilliant.