Thanks for reading! Here's chapter 2. Please review :)


Molly unlocked the door to her flat quickly and opened the door. They both went in, and Sherlock uncovered his face.

'No one saw me?' he asked, unsurely.

'Don't think so,' replied Molly.

Sherlock took off his long coat.

'Um, you'll be staying in the spare room, just down there to your right,' said Molly.

'Oh, thanks,' Sherlock made his way towards the spare room.

Molly looked around nervously. The flat was still a mess. She had done her best to clean it up before she left this morning, when Sherlock told her he would need to stay there for a while. Molly was helping him fake his own death. With her job at risk, she was determined not to mess it up.

It was very late by now, and Molly and Sherlock were both hungry. Molly went into the kitchen and opened the fridge to see what was there. A carrot, some milk and some cheese.

'Shall we get a take away?' Molly called.

'As long as I don't have to go and get it,' joked Sherlock as he walked into the kitchen.

'Wow,' thought Molly, 'I didn't know he was capable of joking.'

'Of course not,' laughed Molly, 'Chinese?'

'Sounds good.'

'What would you like?' asked Molly.

'Something I like,' said Sherlock, dully.

Molly blushed ferociously, and then fumbled her way out of the flat to get their dinner.

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'I'm home,' Molly called out as she closed the door to her flat behind her.

Sherlock was sitting on the couch in his bath robe. Molly didn't know where to look.

'Oooh, smells nice,' said Sherlock, not bothered about him being half-naked.

Molly put their food down on the table and sat down. Sherlock joined her.

'I got you a chicken chow mein, said Molly, 'Thought you might like it.'

'Meh. Better than nothing,' said Sherlock, delighted.

'Oh, that's good. I'm just glad you don't hate it,' said Molly.

'Would you like some wine?' asked Sherlock, holding a bottle from Molly's cupboard.

'Yes, please,' replied Molly, holding out her glass, 'I think I need one after today.'

'It's very hard being dead, you know,' said Sherlock, 'I can't leave this flat for at least the next few weeks, and I'm already going mad.'

'I'll get you some board games. Keep you entertained,' said Molly.

'I hate board games. Especially Cluedo. Never buy me Cluedo,' said Sherlock, 'The rules are wrong.'

'I'm the same with operation. It's just so medically inaccurate,' said Molly.

'Oh, get over it, Molly. It's just a game,' replied Sherlock.

Molly opened her mouth to protest but decided against it.

They ate the rest of their dinner in silence.


Hope you guys liked that. Still working on chapter 3, and I should have it up in the next few days! Please review :)