Hello everybody it's time once again for the interesting tales of The Holmes Family. I was reading some Sherlolly literature when this idea struck me. I recently got locked out of my iPad and i lost a lot of my writings ( not including my copy of pitch perfect). I don't think i lost anything substantial, but it will set me back. Let's forget that though. ENJOY
"Sherlock" Molly called out into the flat.
"Sherlock, there is someone here to see you" she said again. Molly heard a door open and moments later Sherlock emerged from the hallway.
"Who wants me" Sherlock asked. Molly half turned and pointed to a slender woman sitting on the couch. She had raven black hair that hung in glorious waves around her and a tight red dress. She had dark eye shadow and ruby red lipstick. She reminded Molly of Ms. Scarlett from Clue. Sherlock's eyes widened and he grew angry. He pushed pass Molly and made his way over to the woman. She met his angry gaze but didn't move from her spot as he stood over her.
"What are you doing here, Delilah" he mumbled. The woman gave him a devilish smile.
"Oh you know catching up with old friends" she said in a truly posh voice.
"We are NOT friends" Sherlock said. The woman smiled again.
"No we're not. We are more lovers than friends" she cooly replied. Wait what did she just say.
"Um, I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself. My names Molly, Molly Holmes. I'm Sherlock's wife" Molly stated. The woman looked her over with a cold glare.
" tisk, tisk, tisk Sherly. You could have done so much better. You should have the best of the best, but you settle for the low of the low" she jabbed. Her words where cold and harsh. Molly saw Sherlock ball his hands into a fist. Hopefully he wouldn't punch her.
"I did marry highly, and I passed over trash such as yourself" he said.
"My my Sherly have we lost our manners. I am a lady of high class and you should never call such a person trash. Those words are more suited for a person such as your wife" said the woman. Molly felt terrible.
"Um ...I'm ...sorry but I didn't ...catch your um...name" asked Molly. The woman turned to Molly and stood up from her spot. She was inched away from Sherlock and passed him smoothly on a way that made Molly feel vvvverrry uncomfortable. The woman sauntered over to her and stood proudly in front of her.
"My apologies, I'm Delilah Burgess" she said. Molly went to shake her hand, but the woman didn't do the same.
"I only shake hands with those of the same social class as mine. Would you mind telling me what your status is" she asked. Molly froze, she had no status. Her parents where high school science teachers.
"She is Molly Holmes, wife to the heir of the Holmes fortune" Sherlock said. Oh yeah that's right she was the wife of a rich man, good thing he'd always be there to save her.
"Oh yes quite right" said the woman in an annoyed tone. She grasped Molly's hand and gave her a light handshake.
"So what brings you to London Delilah, greed, bankruptcy, etc." said Sherlock.
"Afraid not. I genuinely wanted to see how you where getting along Sherly" she said.
"We'll if you must know I am perfectly fine" he growled. Molly felt lots of tension and she hated it.
"So um... How did you to meet" she asked. Sherlock gave Molly a ' are you fricken serious' look and Delilah was only to happy to oblige.
"Oh I was Sherly's first girlfriend. His family was quite fond of me, almost as much as his fondness for me" she said. Well there went that lot of tension, Molly could almost hear the sounds of the truckloads of even worst tension filling the room.
"You where not my girlfriend" he said.
"We dated for 2 years and you gave me a promise ring" she said.
"THAT was an experiment" he said.
"Really because I still remember the words you said to me when you have me the ring. 'I love you more than I have ever loved anything in this entire world, you make me feel things I've never dreamed of feeling. I want you to be mine forever more' you where such a poet Sherly" she recited. Sherlock had ever mentioned Delilah to Molly before. Molly had told Sherlock all of her old boyfriend stories and he decided to keep a two year relationship and promise ring out of the conversation.
"I'm sorry Ms. Burgess, but I've never heard of you before" Molly said.
"Would you tell Sherly about the person you where sure you where going to marry, but didn't" she said.
"Yes, I would" Molly said. Delilah scowled.
"Your more of a fool than I though" she said.
" she isn't a fool, you are if you think I'd ever change my mind about the kind of person you are" he said to Delilah.
"We'll I guess she isn't entirely stupid. She did marry the younger Holmes brother, this shows she knows about the interesting Holmes succession style" she stated. Molly was confused, what did succession has anything to do with this.
"What do you mean the interesting Holmes succession style" asked Molly. Delilah laughed.
"Oh she is a fool indeed. My dear, the Holmes aren't a normal family in any sense. They are of a high class and caliber which has a high respect and fortune to maintain. Hundreds of years ago the Holmes family observed that the first child born to a family would always foolishly spend their money, but that the second child in the family would be wise with his earnings. So the Holmes fortune passes to the second child and not the first, as they do in other families" she recited.
"Would you please tell Molly how you came to know that piece of information" Sherlock stated.
"I'd rather not if you please" she growled.
"Then I'll tell her. Delilah here had been dating Mycroft for about 6 months, she was totally in love with him. That was until we celebrated their anniversary with dinner during which my father let slip of our inheritance rights. She then dumped Mycroft three days later" Sherlock pointed out. Delilah huffed.
"He wasn't meeting my needs Sherly" she said.
"That's right I forgot, being immensely rich is one of your needs. So after you dumped Mycroft you started hang around me. I wanted to see how big a gold digger you where so asked you to be my girlfriend" he said.
" how's Mikey doing anyway" she asked.
"Happily married, two sons" said Molly. Delilah looked disappointed.
"Shame" she simply stated. Sherlock was getting annoyed.
"Will you please leave, I have no intentions of leaving my Molly for you" he said. He walked over to Molly and took her hand in his.
"I'm here to do no such thing, I simply wanted to see if you where happy Sherly" she said. Suddenly the sound of a door opening and several running footsteps filled the air. Sherlock started giggling. Then Wellington, Remington, and Livingston burst into the flat and ran to their parents. Delilah's face gave off a disgusted look.
" oh my, you've procreated. Please tell me you only have one son and he has younger friend" she asked. Sherlock picked up Livingston like some sort of trophy and turned to her.
"No, sorry they're all mine. Don't Molly and I make beautiful children" he said mockingly. Delilah retained her anger and composed herself.
"We'll I will be off. Oh and Molly I have something for you, I have a friend who is a plastic surgeon and I see that your in GREAT need of his services" she said as she handed Molly a card.
"Is that why you look so fake Ms" said Wellington. Delilah gasped in horror and stormed out of the flat. Molly fricken loved Wellington.
"I WOULD TEACH THOSE BRATS OF YOUR SOME MANNERS, SHERLOCK" Delilah yelled as the door slammed. Sherlock put Livingston down and lowered himself down to Wellington's level.
" I have never been more proud to call you my son" he said as he hugged his son.
"Boys why don't you go to your room and start on your homework" said Molly. The boy all gave her a weird look.
"Mom, when have we ever had homework" asked Wellington. Molly sighed.
"Fine just don't blow anything up, you know how hard it is to get smoke stains off of the walls" she said. The boys ignored her and rushed to their room and Molly just shook her head. When they where gone she felt Sherlock's arms wrap around her from behind.
"Have I ever told you how much I love our kids" he whispered into her ear. Molly gigged.
"Twice, once when Wellington hit Anderson in the crotch, and when Remington spit up on Anderson, twice" she recalled. Sherlock laughed and leaned in to kiss Molly on the cheek.
"All that stuff she talked about was fake. I did say those thing but I never meant them" he said. Molly smiled at him.
"I wouldn't have cared if you had meant them, as long as you mean the things you say to me I'll always love you" she said.
" question, why did she leave when the kids came home" Molly asked.
"If a person has one child then divorces or remarries and have another child. That child is considered the second child. We have three children, so if I married Delilah and we had a baby our child would be at least 3rd in line. No use trying when you have two heirs in front of you" he explained. All of a sudden they heard a huge boom from down the hallway. Molly sighed and pulled away from Sherlock.
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU BOYS ABOUT BLOWING THINGS UP. IF I COME IN THERE AND THERE IS EVEN THE SLIGHTEST SMELL OF SMOKE YOU ALL ARE GOING DOWN"
Hey there everybody I hope you liked it. Many people subscribe to the though tha Sherlock didn't have any sort of relationships growing up abut I don't. I don't think they where of any value and they where probably all gold diggers, but none the less. THANKS FOR READING