The next time they met was the day after tomorrow. He watched her work alongside Sherlock in silence. John tried to start some sort of an conversation with him but all his attempts ended in vain. Lestrade mumbled something incomprehensibly and just kept staring at Molly. John's curiosity was growing for every minute. What was this all about? he thought.
Lestrade's phone vibrated. He picked it up from his pocket and read the text message he had received.
What's going on between you and Molly? - JW
Lestrade glanced at the Doctor. Not much seemed to pass him by. He nodded his head towards the corridor. John nodded. They both left the room for the corridor. Sherlock and Molly didn't seem to notice.
"So..." John started out.
"I asked her out".
"Oh." John just said surprised. "How did it go?"
"She turned me down."
"You OK?" John asked after a moment of silence.
"I really made an ass out of myself. But that is hardly something new, is it? She gave me the any girl would be lucky to date you - speech."
"Sorry to hear that."
"Dimmock heard the whole thing. He won't drop the subject and leave me alone".
"I'll have a word with him." John said, convinced that Dimmock would let it be after a chat between them.
"You know Molly better than me, who's her ex?" Lestrade suddenly asked.
"You don't know?"
"It isn't Sherlock, is it?" Greg asked. He had noticed the looks Molly was giving the consulting detective.
"No, it's Jim from IT."
"Never heard of him."
"Well, he wasn't really Jim from IT."
"You lost me now, what are you on about?"
"Jim Moriarty."
Gregory felt suddenly sick to his stomach.
"She's been seeing Moriarty? Seriously?"
"He was playing her, just like he played everybody else. Even Sherlock was fooled by his charade".
"No wonder she was so..." he stopped when the door opened and Molly came out.
Molly sensed that she had been the topic of the talk. She glanced at Lestrade, then at John. Then she turned to leave.