With life being what it was it was eight days before Molly saw Greg again. Well they'd seen each other at a crime scene mid-week but it'd been so busy she hadn't had time to say much more than what the victim's time of death was. Hardly romantic. Two phone calls and several texts later had gotten them to schedule dinner. It was Sunday and the weather was finally beginning to act like spring. Rain most of the time with spots of sun. At least it was warm rain.
Molly stood outside a small café watching the sun set. It'd been almost forty degrees that day. Warm enough to have a light jacket. Tolerable enough that you felt the sun. A cab pulled up and Molly smiled and waved as Greg got out and paid the driver. Lestrade closed the space between them and leaned in to kiss Molly. When they broke apart Greg pulled Molly away from the main entrance and to the left out of the foot traffic.
"Hi."Molly greeted with a smile.
"Hi."Greg responded returning her smile. "Don't know about you but I've been looking forward to this."
"So have I."Molly stated. "And I'm starved."
Greg laughed. "Can't have that. After you, Molly-girl."
Molly was pleasantly surprised that they found things to talk about that weren't work or Sherlock related. The time passed too quickly. The cuisine while simple was filling and delicious. The café was known for it's home cooking/comfort food and it lived up to it's reputation. When they were finished Greg paid the bill and they stepped outside.
"It's still nice out."Molly exclaimed happily.
Greg took Molly's left hand in his squeezing it. "Compared to what it's been. There's a park a few blocks over; want to go for a walk?"
"Would love to."
Greg Lestrade was having fun. He couldn't remember the last time that had happened. Between work and his pending divorce everything just seemed to blur. It sounded clinche and schoolboy romantic but Greg was happy just to be around Molly. To see her smile. It'd been too long since either of them had a reason to smile.
Molly's laughter echoed through the nearly empty park. Greg was sure the joke he'd just told hadn't been laugh worthy. However as he met Molly's gaze Greg saw nothing to indicate she was humoring him.
"I was thinking of doing a window box this year."Molly was saying as they walked around a bend in the path that had a fountain one one side and a flowerbed on the other. "My landlord is pretty flexible since I've been there for so long. Usually I don't bother with plants with my schedule I either forget to water them or don't have time to do so."
"I could build one for you."Greg offered surprising himself.
Molly stopped and turned to face Greg her eyes widening. "Really?"
Lestrade laughed. "Don't think I can handle a hammer and nails?"
Molly shook her head. "No, I just..."
Greg looped his arms around Molly's waist pulling her close. He kissed her allowing it to linger to the two minute category.
"Flower box would be lovely."Molly stated breathlessly as they broke apart.
Greg tucked a wind blown brown hair behind Molly's right ear. "Good."
"Tonight was wonderful, thank you."Molly said as they began walking back to the main street.
Greg stopped and kissed Molly once more. "I'm glad. Looks like the weather is turning on us though. Come on, I'll take you home."
Settled in a cab Greg found himself thinking of the unexpected twists and turns of life. Some are bad but others like the new relationship with Molly were good. Maybe just maybe his recent run of bad luck was a blessing in disguise. A steady rain had begun to fall sending a chill through the cab. Molly snuggled against Greg and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders pulling her close. He placed a kiss on Molly's forehead and decided this was something he could definitely get used to.