Sherlock and Molly:
Two floors down from Abi and Dan's "flat" Sherlock Holmes was awake and busy in the kitchen. Most of the time he was watched when he was in the kitchen and he admitted, he had the tendency to hide drugs around the place but know that he had the twins, he was starting to change his ways. But the real reason he was in that kitchen was that he was busy making a cup of tea and some toast for his wife- Molly Hooper. He wasn't the type for outbursts of human emotion but Molly did something to him, changed him. Like John had said romantic entanglement would complete him as a human being and it did. He even found it fulfilling. Even if he had to comply to ridiculous customs like Valentine's Day. He loved Molly, every day of the year. Why was this one day so important?
Still, he took the tray of tea and toast with honey and entered the bedroom. Molly was fast asleep on her side, facing the Moses basket that young Hamish was asleep in. He put the tray down on the bedside table and crouched down so that their faces were level. Gently, he stroked the side of her face. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled when she saw Sherlock, looking at her with his brilliantly blue eyes.
"Morning Sherlock." She said, sleepily.
"Morning Molly." He smiled at her, kissing her forehead. Molly sat up and her eyes fell on the tray on the bedside table.
"Oh Sherlock!" she smiled. "I thought you didn't do Valentine's day?"
He smiled, "I don't. The whole 'roses are red; violets are blue' thing. Not for me. The statistical chances of you finding someone with whom you can tolerate a lifetime are incredibly low, so you should spend your time on something more constructive than a feeble attempt at attracting a short-term romantic partner."
Molly's mouth fell open.
"But not you Molly, not you. We're friends, my friend, my best friend. I know my brother thinks I'm above all of that but I'm not. I love you Molly Hooper. I love you and I mean that, more than anything. You do count. You've always counted and I've always trusted you."
"I love you too Sherlock. I love you so much and for much longer than you loved me. But you have given me two beautiful children, a step daughter, a home and a family. I feel safe when I'm with you. I know that you are safe and I'm thankful for every day that I get to spend with you. You mean the world to me."
Sherlock smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. Molly bit her lip. Sherlock moved in to kiss her neck when a piercing cry split the air.
"Happy Valentine's Day Mol!" Said Sherlock, settling for a kiss on her cheek before moving to the Moses basket and lifting out his son.
"Happy Valentine's Day!" she smiled back, reaching up and stroking her son's cheek.