Hi! I hope you liked the last chapter. So it's the 2nd to last week of school so I don't know when the next update will be. However! I hope you enjoy this next installment. And please remember that this was a dream so any missing details are because I don't remember them, sorry.

Chapter 2

"Molly is dead."

One week earlier.

"Yes! Yes of course. Please. I can't wait." Molly's voice rang over the phone.

I smiled.

"Well I'll be on the plane in a matter of minutes. I can't wait to see you either."

"Flight 221 C is now boarding." The voice over the PA announced.

"That's me. I'll see you in a few Molly."

I hung up, shouldered my small carry-on and boarded the plane.

Once on the plane I opened the window and watched as we drove out on the runway. I'd always liked the takeoff. I watched as we sped down the runway picking up speed till the lights on the side blurred and suddenly we were in the air. I heard the retraction of the plane's wheels and saw the wispy white clouds over America be left behind. A few minutes later the PA system announced that the use of electronics was permitted. I pulled my carry-on from under the seat and dragged out my laptop. I opened the tab in the internet and found the website that Molly had mentioned. I clicked the link to John H. Watson's Blog. Molly had already told me of her fancy in Sherlock Holmes and I just smiled after reading about him. I read through some of the cases that the duo had solved and a few parts elicited some quite chuckles. I closed my laptop and re-stowed it in the bag by my feet. I then turned to the window and watched as the large city of London rose to engulf the plane.

Upon disembarking the plane and leaving the airport, I caught a cab and was driven to Molly's flat. I paid the driver for the fair and pulled out my carry-on and my small suitcase from the back. I then made my way up the steps to Molly's Grey/Black door. I raised my fist and knocked four times on the oak wood. I heard Molly's squeal as she jumped off her couch, and the pounding of her feet as she flew to the door. It flung open, the wind stirring my long black locks, and I was suddenly engulfed by Molly's pajama covered arms. I laughed and hugged her back.

"I can't believe you're actually here!" She exclaimed.

"I can't either. London is so different from America." I laughed and followed Molly into the flat.

"Here. You'll be in the spare room up the stairs and to the left."

I nodded and thanked her, then dragged my bags up the stairs and into the aforementioned room. I unpacked rather quickly. I plugged in my laptop so it would be fully charged by morning, put my clothing in the dresser and even took out my skull. I placed him on the bedside table. When all the essentials were unpacked I headed back downstairs to find Molly sitting on the beige couch in the center of the sitting room. I snuck up behind her and heard her speaking on the phone. My shoulders slumped as I realized I couldn't scare her while she was on the phone, that was just rude. I listened in on her conversation so I could jump out at her as soon as she was finished.

"So you can come? Great. See you then Greg!" She hung up but before I could grab her and yell she had already dialed the next number.

I suppressed a sigh and waited, a little impatiently. I crept closer so I could hear both sides of the conversation.

"Hey John."

"Oh hello Molly." The man, John, on the line said.

"Would you by any chance be free to tomorrow? You and Sherlock? My sister's in town and I wanted to surprise her."

I frowned. Molly knew I didn't like 'surprises'. I felt guilty for listening in but I'd already heard it so there was no point in leaving now.

"Uh. Let me check, one second." I leaned forward my black hair just about touching Molly's neck.

"SHERLOCK! Tomorrow, Molly's."

"I'll think about it." Came a disinterested voice.

"No Sherlock I mean it. We are going to Molly's tomorrow. There's some sort of party thing for her sister." John insisted.

"Sister? How did I not know she had a sister?" Sherlock sounded shocked.

"You're going?"

"Am I?"

"Yes. You're going. We'll be there Molly."

"Thank you John!" Molly replied.

She then hung up and wrung her hands together. She seemed worried, or maybe impatient. Either way I waited a moment longer then grabbed her shoulders and screamed. She let out a shrill shriek, and when she realized it was just me threw a weak punch at my arm. I laughed and fell onto the couch beside her and watched as her face was lit up with a smile.

"Finally. You took forever." She told me.

"Sorry, I wanted to get everything unpacked. I thought I was relatively fast." I replied.

"No, it's fine. Anyway I was just about to watch this." She pulls out a horror film and shows me the cover.

I laughed.

"Molly, that's a horror film. You hate horror."

"Well yes, but I wanted to see it. I was told it was good. Please?" She then puts on her best puppy dog face.

I sigh dramatically then laughed, nodding my consent. We curled up on the small sofa and proceeded to watch the movie.

So? How was it? Please, please, please! Review! I would love to know if you like it.