You talk to much for me to figure out my motivation - don't you know that you're the only one?
"We should take miss Bingley in closer inspection," Sherlock announced. "She was cheating on her husband, which is oblivious by her tan line around her finger and the wedding ring that you will find in her pocket. She is a deep smoker, but that is a little surprising, since her running shoes indicate she is a sports woman. Guessing from the worn out sole on those parts, and the red stain on them means she was a tennis player, and a quite eager one, since she's all bruised around the knees and the elbow. She threw herself even on the floor in order to get the ball ..."
"Sherlock, please," Molly sighed. Her words got the attention of everyone at the crime scene. She only then realized she was thinking out loud. "Oh, crap, sorry."
"What do you mean, Molly?" Sherlock asked, not looking at all angry to be interrupted.
"It's just, I have a hard time to concentrate with you rambling on," Molly admitted. "It's my first time on the crime scene and I'm hardly motivated to ever leave the lab again."
Everyone expected a witty comeback from the tall dark man, but were all surprised quickly.
"Alright, I'm sorry," Sherlock said calmly. "I'll wait until you're done."
Molly nodded and smiled thankfully, still a little embarrassed about cutting of Sherlock Holmes. She continued quickly, trying to get out of there as soon as possible.
Lestrade and John both looked weirdly at Sherlock and then exchange looks. It was only then when one thing and only one thing only was clear as day.
Molly Hooper was the only one person in the whole world who was able to shut Sherlock Holmes' mouth.
(A/N: here it is, another one! I especially like this one, because I always thought that Molly kind of had this effect on Sherlock :P)
