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.

43. Chapter 43 Bride

"He's putting up with a lot of shit, Molly," Sally lamented with a heavy sigh.

"Is he complaining?" Molly asked, simply, as she removed gloves and set instruments to their rightful place in her mortuary.

"Well… no. Not really," Sally admitted, as her hand absently moved to her middle. "I get the feeling he's been… talked to. Or he's sought advice."

"Probably," Molly replied cryptically, as she thought of Greg's sometimes reluctant penchant for imparting words of wisdom.

"Well I can't speak for Phillip of course," Molly said, as she pulled up a stool. "But Greg understood when I was pregnant with Bailey that I was carrying the entirety of the burden, at least until she'd be born. I tried not to be cranky with him but…" she trailed off.

"Sod it Molly, sometimes I want to rip his bloody head off, and sometimes I just want to cry in his arms. We weren't even REALLY seriously together when we started all of this. Now we're going to be parents soon… and he's proposed and we've a wedding to plan…"

"I'd say things GOT serious then, Sarge," Molly smiled warmly. "Look, Phillip is a good man and he wants to do right by you and your boy. And not lightly... I'd say the sooner the better that you be his bride…"