Hello everyone. It's another pre-Sherlolly story I'm serving up today. I noticed that there are FAR to little stories where Sherlock chases after Molly. So I decided to at least add something to that community. ENJOY

Sherlock was not well versed in romantic proceedings. He may have once been very adept in the practice, but like the solar system he probably deleted it. He had cut himself off from love and gave people a silly reason as to why he didn't love. Normal people couldn't wrap their heads around the fact that love could cloud his mind, which could very well lead to someone's death. He had passed by for years not caring, not loving, but then something changed. Someone made him thing differently, and he knew exactly who it was, Molly Hooper. The little mousey pathologist who had always cared, always loved, and always supported him, and would probably do so till the day she died. His mind was clouded with thoughts of his-NO the pathologist. She cared...so much, it was amazing to him. She had helped him fake his death, let him hide in her apartment, and even helped him take down Moriarty's network. She never accepted thanks, always insisting that he would do the same for her, which they both know wasn't true. Things changed a lot during his time away from 221B. Molly started to become more vocal, and less of a push over. She wouldn't take Sherlock's crap anymore and it soon became evident to Sherlock that he was changing to. He started listening to her ramblings, he made her coffee instead of their normal routine. Was he falling in love with Molly. IMPOSSIBLE, he was married to his work. That's how it had to be, he couldn't have his mind palace cluttered with thoughts of kissing and other silly romantic notions. Every time he looked at her though, it seemed as if Moriarty, the fall, and his inevitable return went away. He had to ask someone about this, he was "dead" so it wouldn't be easy. His options where Molly, hell no, or Mycroft, he'd rather ask Moriarty. Screw it, he didn't have any other options.

I have a question to ask of you-SH

What might that be-MH

I've come to a dilemma with my living situation-SH

Molly finally kicked you out, you lasted longer than I though-MH

No, you see I have this friend named.. Sam he seems to be "caring" for an individual and he doesn't know how to proceed-SH

First of all, you only have 4 friends and none of them are named Sam. Secondly I would get away from Ms. Hooper, caring is not an advantage. Ms. Alder was proof enough-MH

It occurs to me now that I should have picked another scenario, but I can't leave Molly-SH

Are we in love little brother-MH

No, but you seem to be in love with Lestrade-SH

HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT-MH

Your really should get yourself a homeless network, they are so useful-SH

You mustn't tell-MH

What am I six, you know you have to give me something for my silence-SH

I can't, besides it not just me on the line. Gregory just got back together with that sea monster-MH

Is that why you've been sadder lately and I though it was because they stopped making Twinkies-SH

What do you want Sherlock-MH

Just as I said before, advice, and none of that "you must leave her alone" crap-SH

Tell her that you care, do little things, don't insult her at every turn-MH

Is that all-SH

Yes-MH

That will be easy, why do people make such a big deal out of relationships-SH

It might seem easy in thought, but when your infront of the person you care about it becomes 1,000 times harder-HM

SO that's how you and Lestrade met-SH

SHERLOCK-MH

Hey, you sold me out to Moriarty for a imaginary key. You owe me-SH

Fine, just do as I say and maybe she can get over how much of bothersome person you are all the time-MH

Thank you brother dear-SH

Shut up Sherlock-MH

Now armed with the knowledge that he needed Sherlock waited till Molly could come home from work. He prepared what he was going to say,what she was going to say, everything. At exactly 7:21 Sherlock heard the doorknob turn and readied himself. Moments later Molly walked through the door and laid eyes on Sherlock. She gave him a little smile and all of his plans flew out the window. Sherlock became nervous and he couldn't concentrate.
"Hi Sherlock, did you uncover anything else on Morairty's network" she asked. Sherlock didn't know what to say.
"Ummmm...no I didn't I've had my mind elsewhere" he said. Molly turned to him with a confused look on her face, which was possibly the hottest thing Sherlock had ever seen.
"But Sherlock the faster you take down the network, the quicker you can return to 221B and get out of my hair" she said playfully, she reached up and tousled Sherlock's hair and he just froze.
"Is something wrong with you Sherlock, you've been acting strange these past couple of days. Are you getting sick" she asked. Sherlock though through all the possible ways he could direct the conversation elsewhere but none seemed plausible.
"Well you see Molly I have this friend named Sam" Sherlock started, but Molly cut him off with her giggles. Was she laughing at him, did she think he was stupid, or worse boring.
"Sherlock don't start the whole 'I've got this friend' trick, just tell me what's wrong" Molly said.
"Mycroft and Lestrade are in love" Sherlock blurted out, crap he was going to get it for that. Molly's eyebrows raised.
"Really...it doesn't shock me as much as I though it would" she said with a laugh. She went over to her kitchen table and set her things down and continued to her bedroom. Sherlock tried to collect himself.
"I don't see why that would upset you much though, you aren't that close to him, and you of all people shouldn't have a problem with gay people" she said from afar.
"He sold me out to Moriarty I'm as close as required, and what do you mean 'me of all people' wouldn't have a problem" he asked. Molly returned from her room now wearing a green monstrosity of a sweater.
"Come one Sherlock don't play dumb with me, your friend Sam is obviously you and you where just about to tell me that your friend 'Sam' has feelings for someone" she said. Sherlock sighed.
"Is it that obvious" asked Sherlock. Molly walked over to him and put her hand on his cheek.
"It's ok Sherlock, I'm sure John loves you as much as you love him" she said. Sherlock pulled away from her and gave her a 'what the hell are you talking about' look.
"JOHN, you though I was talking about John, are you mad" Sherlock ranted. Molly laughed at herself
"I'm so stupid, I didn't put two and two together. You told me about you brother and Lestrade, your feeling jealous aren't you. It's ok Sherlock, you have a better chance than Mycroft any day" she said thinking that she had figured out the problem, but if she looked at Sherlock she would know that that was not the case.
"I'M NOT GAY MOLLY" he said to her. Moll stopped laughing.
"Then you do you like. If your not gay then that only leaves Mrs. Hudson and me. Your too young for Mrs. Hudson so that leaves...oh " Molly suddenly released. Sherlock recognized defeat and made his way to the door.
"Sherlock don't" said Molly.
"I'm going to go kill Sebastian Moran, I'll be back whenever" he said. He closed the door behind him and started to make his way down the hall. When he had turned the corner he heard a door open and shut, obviously Molly. He quickened his pace to avoid an awkward situation, but Molly was to fast. Molly grabbed his hand and turned him around. Sherlock only had moments to reorient himself before Molly's lips where on his. At first Sherlock didn't know what was going on, but he soon forgot about everything. After a few moments, a few moments to soon for Sherlock, they parted. Sherlock stood there a little dazed.
"What was that for" he asked. Molly gave him a curt smile.
"Moran is a tough guy, your going to be needing some luck" she said as she gave him a small smile. He returned her smile with his own and took one last look before turning and walking away.

HOURS LATER

We have a problem-SH

What did Molly just want to be friends-MH

No, in fact she kissed me-SH

Suuuurrree-MH

She did, although she did think I was in love with John, then Lestrade-SH

Pleaaaaasssee, Gregory would never go for you-MH

No, I'm to skinny-SH

Well Molly dated Mr. Moriarty, she must like her men slim-MH

Speaking of Moriarty, he isn't dead-SH

Typical, these new criminals, they can't seem to stay dead-MH

Exactly they're more alive then Lestrade's marriage-SH

I know I don't say this often enough, but would you kindly f**k off-MH

Never-SH

Did you like it I hope you did. I love the way Mycroft and Sherlock interact and I wonder how Sherlock would react to Mystrade. I hope you enjoyed it, please leave a nice comment, and as always THANKS FOR READIN