A/N - Thankyou to my continued reviwers! - MadAsAHatterJayy, magicstrikes, TheGoldenHairedMockingjay, patemalah21, Rose DeTyler, and Myseybee. You have all gotten me through this story!

Thanks to Trufflehead, for all her amazing work and my other beta for stepping in!

Enjoy some fluffy cuteness, you guys deserve it!

Disclaimer - For the last time, I don't own it!

6 months later…

John rounded the corner of the kitchen and walked into the living room of 221b. He collapsed down into his favoured armchair and booted up his laptop taking a sip of his tea, from his favourite teacup, while he waited. It took a while for his now out of date laptop to start. I'll have to buy a newer one, he thought as he placed his teacup down and readied his fingers to type.

He could just make out the muffled conversation of the two people currently occupying Sherlock's bedroom, something about "just wear my robes, I don't see what the problem is?" and then a reply which sounded a bit like "I don't want to! They don't give much coverage!" and then a sigh followed by "I don't mind that" then a shriek and "but John will." Time to use the earplugs…again, John huffed and stuck the two offensively pink plastic earplugs into his ears and became blissfully ignorant to the playful banter that was happening a few feet away from him.

John began tapping slowly at the keys…

'It's been a busy few months in Baker Street so that is my excuse for not updating often enough! You fans have been asking for inside information on Sherlock's recent endeavours into the realm of relationships but I honestly don't have much to tell you.

After Molly came round she was out of the hospital quickly, however her flat had been let out to a lovely young Russian couple, who offered to move but Molly turned their offer down claiming that she could find somewhere else. She ended up staying at 221b, at Sherlock's request no less, and hasn't moved since. I think it's safe to say she won't be doing any moving soon if Sherlock has anything to do with it.

I admit, it took me a while to figure it out, that Molly and Sherlock were in a relationship, but once I did I sat Sherlock down and talked to him, properly about it all. The man didn't know about the solar system so I was initially worried he also would not know about the birds and the bees. It was embarrassing for both parties and I have since learned never to underestimate the vast range of knowledge that Sherlock Holmes has at his disposal.

Molly has changed Sherlock. I know a lot of you expressed your concern that Sherlock might not be taking cases as much as he had been but I can assure you he has been taking all manner of cases. In fact if it is possible, he has been even more engrossed in cases that happen to come his way. He now takes on every case deemed to be a 6 or over and solves the rest of his cases from home. It's efficient and works for both of them, I think, as Molly had managed to secure her job back as a pathologist at 's hospital. This suits Sherlock just fine as he now gets easy access to a spectrum of different body parts, rare ailments and run of the Molly's lab for some of his more daring experiments, which does keep the kitchen cleaner.

There is another aspect in which Sherlock has changed; he is now tidier. The kitchen resembles a kitchen for once, bar the microscope and few petri dishes that he keeps in the fridge. The living room is dust free thanks to Molly and Mrs Hudson's 'spring clean' and there is no longer any mould growing underneath the bathroom sink. It is safe to say these are improvements that we are all thankful for.

Their relationship is a strange one though. They don't go on dates, and when they do it's normally to the lab to check out cultures or to a take out restaurant after Sherlock has finished being brilliant on a case. They do argue however and it is really hard to hide a smile when Molly wins; you should see the look on Sherlock's face!

I have also learned not to investigate loud noises or crashes in the night anymore as I most likely do not want to know what's going on. I've made the mistake twice of walking into their room unannounced twice now and I will not be making it again lest I want to clean my eyes with bleach.

That's about as much as I know about their relationship, I'm sorry I couldn't tell you more. Sherlock genuinely cares for her. Sometimes I catch him looking at her in that way, you know, glancing at her when he thinks she's not looking. Sneaking the odd look at her when she's reading or cooking or working on the dead. I hope the relationship works out for the both of them, I really do, they deserve each other.

On another note, myself and the lovely Mary Morstan have recently gotten engaged! She doesn't like me writing about her on this blog so that is all I shall divulge of my relationship.

I will hopefully have an update on a case soon, the one we are on at the moment is quite peculiar and will make an interesting one for you to read.'

John finished his blog entry and posted it, he then shut his laptop, took his earplugs out and sat back in his chair all in time to see Molly hurry out of her and Sherlock's bedroom tugging a cardigan around her shoulders.

"Morning John," she said as she buttoned up her cardigan quickly missing out the bottom two buttons completely.

"Morning," John replied picking up the newspaper and hiding behind it. If Sherlock was going to come out semi-naked and shower Molly in a crass display of affection John refused to be witness to it, not after last time.

"Molly, why do you have to leave so early?" crooned the detective who was thankfully fully clothed and watching Molly hurriedly put her coat on, "Your shift doesn't start for another twenty minutes?"

"Yes, but it takes time to get there and a certain person has already distracted me this morning making me late as it is!" Molly glared pointedly at Sherlock who rolled his eyes at her angry look.

"Take a cab," he reasoned.

"No," said Molly as she gathered things into her over-sized bag, "And before you say it, no, not because they are expensive but because I am only a 10 minute walk from the hospital and I shouldn't need to take a cab when I can walk."

"Fine," the detective said huffily as he walked into the living room completely discarding John's existence as he did often enough that John should not be surprised.

"I'll be home by five tonight, do you want me to bring back a Chinese?" she asked as she slung her bag over her shoulder.

"That would be lovely Molly," replied John, he couldn't remember the last time he had enjoyed a good Chinese.

"Okay I'll get your usual John, yeah," to which John nodded, "Sherlock, want anything?

Sherlock thought for a minute and then mumbled, "Sweet and sour pork," and then added as an afterthought, "please."

"Of course, see you guys later," Molly said as she opened the door and stepped onto the landing.

"Molly!" Sherlock called.

"What?" Molly replied peeking her head around the door.

Sherlock tapped his cheek expectantly and waited until Molly had kissed him delicately on the cheek, "Have a nice day," he said, smirking to himself as Molly blushed a light pink.

"Goodbye Sherlock," she said with a smile as she finally exited 221b and started on her way to work.

John grinned from ear to ear as he witnessed the adorable exchange from two people that he would never have imagined in a million years doing such a thing.

"And what are you grinning at John, have you nothing better to do?" Sherlock quizzed as he noticed Johns grinning face.

John raised the newspaper in front of his face, partly so he didn't have to look at Sherlock's face and partly to hide his giggles, "Nothing, and nothing at all."

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