"Molly can we please go out tonight! We haven't gone out since before I got married, you're making me feel like an old married lady ugh this is horrible!" Mary whined. "C'mon we can go get some dinner at Sebastiens, maybe go to a club after and go dancing? C'mon Molly please!"
Molly rolled her eyes, she loved her best friend but sometimes she could be too much to handle, and this was a perfect example. "Can't you and John go out tonight? You know I'm not feeling well, I think I'm getting sick I've got a cold coming!"
"Ugh Molly you are just like those boring old housewives I live around! Really the only times they go out is when their kids have a rugby match or a football game or something!"
Molly sighed and stretched out long on the couch. Mary had come over to her flat almost two hours ago and in that time Molly sat and patiently listened as her friend ranted on about her job, her coworkers, John and well life in general. Molly usually loved hearing all about Mary's way more exciting life but she had been feeling sick the past couple of days and all she wanted was a hot bath, a good book and a nice glass of wine.
"Molls are you even listening to me!"
"What, yeah sorry just thinking about things sorry," Molly said.
"Thinking about that bloke?" Mary asked in a sing song voice.
Molly frowned and got up from her spot on the couch and walked over to the fridge. "What bloke?"
"You know! That bloke you were seeing before the wedding!"
Molly sighed opening up the package of cheese she had found in the ice drawer. "There was no bloke, really Mary I don't know where you come up with these things."
As Molly opened up the package of crisps Mary continued on with her speech about how she was convinced that Molly was seeing some tall dark handsome stranger that for some reason had to exist because Molly had that New Relationship Glow. Molly wanted to laugh but making nachos was taking top priority right now.
"Molly, are you making nachos?" Mary asked.
"Yeah, you want some?"
Mary shook her head out of disgust. "No I don't want nachos I want you to come out with me for a fancy gourmet meal with a side of dancing! We can go to that karaoke bar you wanted to go to last month?"
Molly put the pan into the oven and jumped up onto the counter. "Seriously Mary no I'm sick I'm not going anywhere! Now can you hand me my phone please I heard it go off a minute ago."
"Fine I'll get your stupid mobile,"
Mary got up and grabbed Molly's phone from the coffee table and unlocked the screen. Text from Sherlock Holmes read the display banner. "Why is Sherlock texting you? I thought he doesn't talk to people, bit of a hermit he is."
Molly hopped off the counter and grabbed the phone from Mary before she could read the text. She turned her back away from her so her friend couldn't see the impossible to miss smile. Dinner? –SH. Was all it said, Sherlock wasn't a man or many words but he sure knew the right ones to make her smile. Love to –MH. She had sent back. She hadn't seen him for the past few days while he worked on the case, she had asked him over almost every night but he always responded with a no and left it at that. The old Molly would be insulted and reduced to tears but this was the new Molly, a much more stronger and happier one, she knew Sherlock was busy really she should have known better than to interrupt him. She knew how he liked to be alone in those times.
Molly put down the phone and at the smell of melted cheese took out her beautiful looking nachos. Not waiting for them to cool down Molly immediately dug in and shoved them in her mouth barely allowing herself to chew she was starved.
"You okay Molls?" Mary asked. "You never eat nachos, I didn't even know you liked them."
Molly started to reply but had to stop midway through her sentence when the taste of bile began to fill her mouth. Leaping into action she sprung into the bathroom and just barely made it to the toilet before heaving the contents of her stomach into the porcelain bowl.
"Jesus Molly, are you alright?"
Mary crouched beside her and rubbed small circles into her back and held her hair back from her face. Molly groaned loudly into the bowl and flushed the toilet after a minute. Pushing herself up off the tiled floor Molly stood up and stared at her reflection in the mirror.
"Maybe that cheese was moldy, really Molly you've got to be more careful about your health."
Molly shook her head. "Mary I don't think it was the cheese," looking down at her flat stomach Molly began to feel sick and nauseous all over again. "And I don't think I'm sick."
"Molly, what are you saying?" Mary asked quietly.
"I think I'm pregnant."
"No no no no no Molly! What are you saying? You're not pregnant!"
Mary gripped Molly's shoulders and almost too roughly spun her around to face her. Molly's eyes looked wet and glassy and her jaw quivered up and down like she was holding in tears.
"Mary," Molly's voice wavered, "what do I do?"
Mary hesitated for a moment. "When was your last period?"
"Umm…three months ago?"
"Jesus Molls you didn't think something was up two months ago!?"
"I have that insert thing! I only get my period four times a year!" Molly shot back angrily.
"Oh hey how is it? I've been thinking of getting that for awhile but I don't know-"
"Can we move on from this please?"
Mary and Molly stood in silence for another few minutes before Mary grabbed her mobile out of her pocket.
"What are you doing?" Molly asked.
"Calling John, we can get him to draw a blood and he can do one of those tests that doctors do and then we can find out for sure!"
Before Mary could dial the number Molly snatched the phone away and held it above her head. "We're not calling John!"
"Tesco?" Mary asked cocking her head to the side.
The two quickly grabbed their purses and were out the door in a flash. On the curb Mary flagged down the nearest cab and Molly allowed herself to be lead into the backseat. The ride was a blur, in all honestly the whole trip was one big huge blur. Before she knew it she and Mary were browsing the chemist aisle while Mary was handed her various packages with different colours and various patterns on them. She looked down and read the labels of each, Pregnancy Test: Know for Sure. Beside the labels a chubby baby was pictures with dark black hair and a toothless grin smiled back at her.
Is that what her baby would look like? Molly couldn't help but wonder what the life inside her would look like. Would it look like her with her straight auburn hair and round brown eyes or would it look nothing like her. Or would it look like-
"Sherlock,"
"What?" Mary asked.
"Sherlock," Molly repeated. "The baby, it's Sherlock's."
Mary gripped Molly's arms lightly. "You're pregnant with Sherlock's baby?"
"Um…yeah,"
"Sherlock Holmes?" Mary asked.
Molly nodded her head. "Yeah who else would it be?"
Mary shrugged. "I was kinda thinking it was that blokes baby that you were seeing behind my back, by the way you never told me his name!"
"There was no bloke! It was Sherlock, it was always Sherlock."
They didn't say anything else for the rest of the trip. In the end Molly had ended up purchasing nine pregnancy tests and she's pretty sure one ovulation test but in her defense Mary was the one shoveling them into her basket and not her. She didn't remember getting back to her flat but then again she doesn't remember much of anything.
Before she knows it Mary is shoving her into her bathroom with the shopping bag giving her a quick encouraging hug before shutting the door. Molly allows herself a minute to herself taking deep breaths in and out before slowly beginning to unwrap the boxes and lay each stick out on the edge of the bathtub, carefully laying each instruction packet beside the right stick.
Molly had always wanted kids she just never thought that this would be what it was like, she thought she would be excited about taking these tests, she thought she'd different. She imagined herself married for a few years before she even thought of having kids, the marriage part stuck out more than anything. Love, marriage then baby not love and baby! She wasn't even in a stable relationship with Sherlock! She didn't even know how to define what her and Sherlock had. Friends with benefits? Were they ever friends? She didn't like the sound of that and she was sure Sherlock wouldn't like that either.
While Molly waited the three minutes she allowed her mind to wander to Sherlock. She let the blue ocean orbs take over her thoughts, she allowed his gentle touch to ignite a spark inside her, she let her love for him wrap around her heart.
A knock on the door caught Molly's attention to made her come back to reality. She looked down at her watch. Four minutes had passed, the tests were done it was time to know the results.
With shaky hands she reached down and grabbed all the sticks into her right hand and opened the bathroom door. Mary stood in front of her with her arms crossed and her mobile in her right hand, the screen displayed a jumping timer. Molly wasn't the only one keeping track of the time.
"So?" Mary asked in a small voice. "Did you look yet?"
Molly shook her head. "No, I'm scared Mary." Molly could feel tears hit her eyes but she didn't want them to fall, not now, not when she needed to be brave and strong. "What if I am?"
"Then there will be one more Hooper for me to love."
Mary gave her friend a quick reassuring smile then gripped her hand. It was time for them to find out for sure.
Molly let out a deep shaky breath not realizing until that moment she was holding it deep within her lungs. She laid out all the sticks out on the counter, counted to ten then flipped them over one by one to show the display.
Two pink lines.
"Congrats, Molls, you're pregnant."
There you have it the newest chapter!
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