My sweet honeybee,

It is not ridiculous that you miss me already. I miss you too. I'm glad you like the mug I bought you. You're welcome. Finding Mycroft a girlfriend would be a great idea, considering I had mentioned it to him when I returned to London only mere moments before you had come over to solve crimes with me. Thank you for your well wishes on my case. I promise that I will always come home to you.

I wish I could be there to comfort you about your bad dream, so my words will have to suffice. There is nothing silly about being scared. Don't worry about being completely open with your love. You won't suffocate me or scare me away. I want you to be open with me, to show me the depths of your passion. I want all of it with you, Molly. Everything.

I hope Rosamund is well. From your letter, it seems she enjoyed her time with you. You're a wonderful godmother; absolutely a natural at nurturing her. Did I ever say that I enjoy spending time with the both of you? Maybe we could watch her together next time.

I am moved by your words of praise, thanking me for all that I've done. It is obvious that I have never been in love at all before you but I can tell you that there is no love greater than ours. Though I was afraid, I took a chance on us because you were worth the risk and we both deserved to find out what we could become. I never want to let you down, either, but I've come to understand there will be times when we're not so happy with one another. In those times that have yet to come, may I suggest that we never go to bed angry with each other and try our best to talk things out rather than let it all build up? I've learned that emotional buildup is not the best road to take, hence the fate of the coffin I reduced to splinters.

To know that you find me to be worth the wait warms my heart. That sounded strange for a moment, admitting to having a heart that's not frozen. And you are correct, my darling Molly. There is no such thing as loving too much. I'm learning that from you and from my family. As for our shared passion, can you blame me? You're everything to me. I've been away for five days now and I can't stop thinking about you. How I long for your loving touch. I ache for it. For you. Upon my return, I shall kiss you until we're both breathless. I want you to feel how I love you.

I also have some things I'd like to thank you for, like how you always took the time to remember how many sugars I take in my coffee and knowing me well enough to notice how I'm feeling. Thank you for choosing me and for fighting for us even long before I chose to acknowledge what it was that we had. Thank you for proving me wrong and showing me that love makes us stronger. You are the voice of reason. You've given my heart a safe place within your own. You inspire me and make me want to be a better man, for you and for myself. You have a beautiful way of reflecting back at me the way you perceive me.

I promise you we'll spend some much needed quality time together this weekend. After all, I have missed you fiercely.

With all my love,

William xxx