A/N: Okay, I've been toying with what I could do in this chapter and finally settled on something that I hope you like. :) Answers to your reviews

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This is taking place a few days after my last chapter.

I had convinced Sherlock to allow me to walk to the hospital by myself. As I passed some buildings, I noticed a box that moved. Slowly, I moved to the box in question and cautiously opened it. I wasn't expecting what I found inside.

I heard voices. It's dark, so why are there voices? What are they saying? My name? No, close them out. Don't let them in. Vaguely, I felt myself being shaken. It suddenly got a little harder.

"Molly! Please wake up!" Someone pleaded. Sad. They sounded sad.

I tried to tell them to leave me alone, but it sounded like a groan.

"I think she's coming around," a second voice told the first. Sherlock.

This time, I focused on trying to talk better.

"Sherlock?" I asked, weakly.

"Oh thank goodness, you're awake!" He wrapped his protective arms around me.

"Uh… Are they okay?" I asked.

"Who?" The first voice asked.

"The animals," Sherlock explained, "She made a habit of helping strays find a permanent home."

Sherlock brushed a lock off of my face.

I forced myself to open my eyes against the lights and almost unbearable pain.

"You got jumped because you were protecting and helping strays?" The first person asked. He had short blond hair, calm blue eyes, and was a few inches taller than I was.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm John Watson. I'm in training to be a doctor, but you've suffered a minor concussion. Nothing to worry about, basically a really bad migraine. Just take it easy, Molly. Sherlock and I will be with you until we get you home."

"Where are they?" I asked, looking around, "Oh thank goodness, they're safe."

I carefully pulled the box from behind the nearby dumpster. Sherlock and John peered over me and looked inside.

"You saved a puppy, a kitten, and a bunny?"

"Yes, I want to help those who are unable to fend for themselves," I quietly answered, so that I wouldn't wake the sleeping animals.

I felt so small when Sherlock picked me up like a doll while saying, "Come on, Molly. Maybe we'll drop them off at the shelter."

"Tomorrow," I answered.

John picked up the golden colored puppy. The adorable puppy looked up at John and licked his face, getting a small giggle from John. Sherlock, not only was carrying a kitten, he was also supporting me. I was holding the bunny and kept murmuring words of comfort to it.

"So, would you mind telling us what happened?" John asked, as we walked down the street.

"I was coming from the hospital when I saw the box that had the animals in it. I walked a few meters when two guys came out of an alley and attacked me. They wanted something, I don't know what. The one that led had black hair and the other had a scary face and short blond hair. It wasn't John. But the blond one did most of the punching."

"We'll find them," Sherlock promised.

"What were you doing at the hospital?" John asked.

"I was visiting my grandmother. Mrs. Hudson."

John smiled, "She's a very good and understanding with all of this issue of shortage of staff. Sherlock told me that you want to be a doctor," he stopped, as if waiting for me to tell him Sherlock wasn't lying.

"Yeah."

After thinking for a moment, Sherlock suggested, "Why don't you volunteer there? To find the specific part that you want in being a doctor?"

"I'll ask Mum if it's okay if I could go," I answered.

When a few moments of silence passed, Sherlock spoke up.

"If you think about it, you're basically these animals' savior or hero."

I chuckled.

"Yes, and I have my own."

He turned me so that I was facing him. He placed his perfect lips on mine. Honestly, I couldn't believe how soft they were against mine. Or how incredibly gentile and being with me. I was in heaven.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I am sorry if it wasn't as good as the others before, I tried to get this on yesterday (which obviously didn't happen). Virtual hugs for all of you! :D