Year 10

Molly Hooper walked into form, her canvas bag banging against her knee, she opened the door to see Sherlock sitting in their usual seat. She smiled, she hadn't seen him since the Christmas party his parents had invited her and her friends to. He didn't return it, but it was Sherlock. He never did.

"Hi" He said awkwardly

"Hey" Molly said sitting down she was still smiling like some insane idiot, she told herself to calm down.

"You've changed your perfume" Sherlock commented, Molly blushed slightly but her smile was all together gone, didn't he like it? But he was noticing her, then again she was his friend but what if… Molly noticed she hadn't said anything and looked back at Sherlock desperate.

"Well, I Erm… Yes" Molly somehow found the right phrase in the jumbled up mess that was her mind "I got it for Christmas"

"Well its Erm… lovely"

"Thank you" Molly felt heat rushing to her face, Sherlock must think she was naturally this colour.

"Listen Molly do you want to go and Erm…" Sherlock searched for the right words Mollys heart leapt, this was it he was finally going to do it "Check out this murder? Mycroft said he'd give us a lift and I know a guy on the squad," Molly's heart dropped so far she wasn't sure if it was ever going to stop. Disappointment washed over her and she forced a smile and told him sure. She was not going on a date with Sherlock Holmes as she had always wanted to.

Sherlock's heart left so far up he didn't know if it was ever going to stop. Anticipation washed over him and he had to force a straight face. She had said yes! This was it he was going on a date with Molly Hooper just as he always wanted.

"I'll pick you up at seven" He told her

Molly saw the black car arrive outside her house at 6.57 and 7 on the dot the doorbell wrung. Moly let her mother get it, she was not that exited to go and look at some murder.

"Molly it's for you" Her mother told her as if she didn't already know. Sighing Molly got up from her coursework and pulled herself to the door.

"Hey" She was greeted by a well groomed Sherlock with (Molly swore she saw) a packet of cigarettes poking out his jean pocket. Molly smiled to herself.

"See you mum" She said waving at her mother.

"Not to late Molly"

"Mum Sherlock's brother has connections if we went missing we'd be found quick enough" Her mother laughed weakly and shut the door.

"Smoking Sherlock?" She asked slyly

"What?" He asked playing the innocent

"You stink of mouthwash Sherlock an obvious ruse to cover it up" Sherlock stared at her confused she tried to keep a straight face but ended up laughing "I can see them in your pocket you idiot"

"I'm holding them for Mycroft, I've never had one" Sherlock told her proudly.

"You'll just have to give them back to him then won't you" Molly told him still teasing.

"But they help me think" Sherlock complained

"How would you know if you've never had one?" Molly asked and Sherlock smiled at her having been caught out. "Seriously though, those things will kill you"

Molly clambered into the car with a rather ruffled Sherlock.

"Greetings Miss Hooper" Mycroft said in his thickly southern accent Molly smiled.

"The same to you Mr Holmes" She said imitating his accent.

"That's sir now" Mycroft told her proudly as he set the car into motion.

"Oh yes I forgot to tell you Molly, Mycroft got knighted," though he was checking his phone Molly sensed him roll his eyes "He's now Sir Holmes of fat arses" He told her smiling smugly at his brother. Molly smiled back at him holding back giggles.

"When did you get knighted?" Molly asked Mycroft not in the mood for a Holmes brother's war.

"Just last Saturday" Mycroft told her "Sherlock was very upset, he wanted to miss double physics with Mr Shuttleworth"

"It is a shame" Sherlock told his brother "You're so inconvenient, a knighthood was sure to get me out of his boring lessons and more importantly the test we had to do,"

"Here it is then" Mycroft told them pulling up the car

"Thanks for the lift" Molly said politely

"Au revoir Miss Hooper"

"Choi Sir Holmes" Molly yelled as the car drove off. Sherlock frowned at her.

"What?" She asked

"Nothing" Sherlock said (though it was something) He casually walked over to the police line, Molly following quickly to keep up with his long strides.

"Lastrade?" He yelled out in a questioning voice. A young woman walked over to them. She looked at Sherlock with distaste and greeted him.

"Freak" She said nodding her head. Both Sherlock and Molly flinched remembering the years of torment and bulling Sherlock had endured.

"Where's Lastrade?" Sherlock asked coolly. The woman went over to get him and the two of them went inside. That was the first time Molly Hooper ever saw a dead body. It was also the day the Molly decided she wanted to be a pathologist

A/N: Hey probably not going to be updating for a while because My rooms a tip I'm in a show in 3 weeks and have been swamped with homework (stupid teachers not letting me write grrr) so I put this one up quick please R/R constructive criticism probably needed!

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