Dedicated to vlad980.

"Sherlock, if we don't go through with it... I'll start calling you Captain William," Molly threatened, crossing her arms as she did so.

"You wouldn't dare." Sherlock narrowed his eyes at his girlfriend who nodded.

"Aye, cap'n."

Sherlock pursed his lips and his eyes narrowed further. "You are not meeting my parents and I am not meeting yours."

"I have less people, Captain William. I just have my mother. Please? Why are you being such an arse about this? You just have to meet one person and smile and nod while I meet two. You know two thirds of the people we're going to see anyway.

It was about three months after John had walked in on Sherlock and Molly and once again, they were fighting. Sherlock Holmes, the undeniable dick, was living up to his name, refusing to introduce Molly to his parents and refusing to have anything to do with Molly's.

"You are insufferable!" Sherlock yelled and stormed out of the lounge room, slamming the bedroom door in the process.

"No! Get out of my room, NOW!"

For Molly's neighbour, they always hated it when Molly and Sherlock had a row. There was always endless yelling for hours before Sherlock stormed out of the flat. He'd return a few days later with a new form of apology.

Molly threw her bedroom door open to find her boyfriend climbing out the window. "If you leave now, don't bother coming back." He looked over his shoulder before jumping down. Molly couldn't even find it in her to yell out an insult as he left. He left. Sherlock left Molly. She was still trying to comprehend that he jumped out her bedroom window to escape this conversation.

~oOo~

A few days since the incident and Molly was having tea with a guest. The doorbell rang and Molly excused herself. When she opened the door, she was greeted by John Watson.

"Hey, Molly. I'm so sorry, I told Sherlock to come himself but he refused and told me to take you to 221B. Apparently, he needs your assistance…" he trailed off and shrugged.

"Molly, dear, who is it?" a voice called from within the house. Molly turned her head to call back.

"It's one of my friends, mum. Just give me a few moments." She faced John again and shrugged in reply. "Tell Captain William he can come over right now and meet my mum. We'll forget about that night until a more appropriate time. But also let him know that if he doesn't come within the hour, he's not welcome back again."

The door slammed on John's face and Molly returned to tea with a smile on her face.

"Was that your boyfriend?" her mother asked with a sly smile.

"Actually, that was my boyfriend's best friend and he was just popping by to invite me out to lunch. It seems that Sherlock plans on arriving soon, so hopefully you'll meet him today."

~oOo~

Sherlock pondered Molly's words. He couldn't believe she was still referring to him as Captain William. John gave him a confused face when he told him what Molly said. As for forgetting the other night, she was offering a second chance and he would be stupid to not take it. But her peace offering ended with a threat: come within the hour or don't come back at all.

He sighed and wondered what he should do. He couldn't be bothered to meet this lady. He didn't want to meet new people. But sometimes, people have to make sacrifices for people they love and care about. On the other hand, he was always making exceptions for Molly. He even left his favourite coat in her wardrobe. She wasn't seeing this from his point of view.

With that in mind, he made his decision. There was only one thing to do and he wasn't sure what would happen next.

~oOo~

It was getting too close to the end of the hour and Molly felt her heart drop. With minutes to go, Molly frowned at her mother. "I'm afraid I've got to get ready for work and you need to get to the airport."

Her mother nodded and sighed. "I've had a wonderful time with you, dear. We really must see each other more often! And it's a shame your Sherlock was unable to be here."

"Indeed. He must have gotten carried away with another one of his experiments. Not very surprising, to be honest, he's always losing track of time." Molly laughed and kept her brave face on. She didn't feel like crying right now, not in front of her mother.

"I suppose I best be off. Keep safe, darling!" her mother gave her a hug and kissed her cheek.

"Enjoy your flight, mum."

She looked over at the clock and felt her heart breaking. If Sherlock didn't show in the next twenty five seconds, she'd have a hard time next time she went in for work.

Molly's mum opened the door and gasped, stepping back in the process. "Heavens, you scared me!"

"My apologies, Mrs Hooper, I was just about to knock. I'm Sherlock Holmes, your daughter's boyfriend. It's very nice to meet you."

Molly felt her jaw drop and she stepped towards the door to see Sherlock smiling at her. He winked and went back to converse with Mrs Hooper.

~oOo~

The pathologist paced around her flat, smoke billowing from her ears.

"I don't understand why you're so angry," Sherlock said while eating some popcorn.

"Are you serious? You stood outside, planning on walking in at literally the last second. Why am I angry? Because you toyed with my emotions and you hurt me. I was at the point where I was going to burst into tears because you were being a prat. IT'S NOT FUNNY, WILLIAM!"

Sherlock controlled himself straight away at her final words. She never called him by his real name unless she was furious.

"I'm sorry, Molly. For everything. Kiss and make up?" he asked.

Molly scoffed and held up a hand. "You are not getting yourself out of trouble that easily. You tried to sneak out of my house when we were in a fight, you stood outside trying to scare me and you just made a joke out of it. No, we're not just going to kiss and make up for this, Sherlock. That is wrong and not fair."

~oOo~

Molly walked into the room with a small smile on her face. "I'm so sorry I'm late." She sat down next to Sherlock and kissed his cheek before looking over at his parents.

"Traffic?" Sherlock asked, snaking an arm around her waist. Molly looked at him as she put her handbag on the floor.

"Actually, no. I just stood outside for about an hour while you talked to your parents. I just wanted you to know what it feels like to be waiting and waiting for someone you care about to meet the people or person who raised you." She turned to Mr and Mrs Holmes and her smile widened a fraction. "He was given the ultimatum of meeting my mother briefly or breaking up with me. He had an hour to get to my flat and he stood outside for most of that time, waiting to come in at the last second."

Molly couldn't help but feel happy when his parents gave him a piece of their minds. Sherlock sighed and took it, knowing they were equal now and that Molly couldn't call him Captain William anymore.

A/N: hey guys!

Wow.

Alright, I hope you enjoyed it. Captain William sure didn't.

Now, I don't quite know if this was what you (Vlad980) wanted so please tell me if it's not. Alternatively, if anyone thinks it would have gone smoother or more ridiculous or Sherlock was more of a dick, please let me know, more than happy to re-write.

I think I've got three more prompts left to write and the next one will be grandparent!lock. I'm new to all this '!' and I don't know if I'm using it right. Please let me know.

Righty-o. I think that's all.

Oh! So far, no-one has voted on my poll [insert sad face here] so I'll take it down when I next publish. Also, I'll be running a weekly poll (after I've finished these prompts. I'll make up some prompts so you can choose what you'd rather read. I'll try and post the three or so options in the order that you voted.

[insert winky face here]

K, bye!

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