Sherlock didn't let her say a word, because he knew it would just be a rejection to her living with the two men. He didn't understand why she wouldn't want to though, wasn't she in love with him? Isn't she happy he is finally showing a bit of positive emotion towards her?

"Women," he mumbled under his breath as he look her suitcase out the door.

"What?" Molly said, trailing along behind him. Sherlock was already hailing a taxi by the time she finally caught up with him. She only had one suitcase, because he said she can just come here everyday to get more clothes.

"Sherlock?" Molly asked, shyly.

He turned his head, acknowledging her and not saying a word, so she continued.

"Thank you." She said, looking down, feeling a sudden blush come to her face. It was nighttime, so obviously he couldn't see it, but he probably knew anyway.

"You're… welcome." Sherlock replied as a taxi finally stopped for them. He opened the door for Molly and she slid in and he did after he put her suitcase in the trunk. Sherlock instructed the taxi driver, then Molly and Sherlock in the back remained quiet. He was in deep thought and she was just staying quiet, not wanting to ruin his thought process.

She must have drifted off for a moment, because Sherlock slightly shook her and she jumped, screaming. He grinned and held his hands up, "I was just waking you since we're here. I would've carried you, but John might get some idea's."

Molly immediately looked away from Sherlock and just nodded, rushing out of the car, and going to the trunk to get her suitcase. Sherlock joined her and took the suitcase away from her. She walked beside him up the stairs and into the flat.

"John, I'm home!" He called out, neatly putting Molly's suitcase in the living room.

"Oh, good! Did you know, we don't have milk, Sherlock?" He was in the kitchen, and started to ramble on, "YOU HAVE ON DUTY, SHERLOCK. IT'S TO BUY THE DAMN MILK-" He walked out and saw Molly, giggling and Sherlock looked annoyed.

"Molly," He awkwardly shifted from side to side, "what are you doing here?" His eyes drifted to the luggage and he raised an eyebrow to Sherlock.

"She's staying here, obviously, John. You think with you have being around me so much I would've rubbed off on you by now."

John asked, "Well, why are you, Molly?"

Molly looked down, and didn't say a word. She didn't want to tell John. He probably would be really worried and keep an eye on her 24/7.

Sherlock scoffed and said, "Mind your own business, John. Molly can stay here when she wants and for whatever the reason."

Molly's mouth was agape, shocked that Sherlock didn't tell him.

He lowered his lips down to her ear, "I'm going to take care of you, and only me."

She shivered, suddenly getting goosebumps from how close his lips were to her.

Hello! I know, this chapter isn't really great.. sorry. I just wanted to update as soon as possible! Please leave reviews and give me suggestions on what you would want to see!

-LoveIsAFairyTale