Hello! I'm back with another chapter!There's a little bit of a surprise *giggles*

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Chapter Eight

Molly woke up in the morning to a loud commotion. She groaned & stuffed her head under her pillow. She whined when she still couldn't sleep and sat up. She stretched her back & yawned loudly as she heard muffled arguing from downstairs. It was her day off & she had planned to get a good long sleep. But how can one possibly have that when they're around Sherlock Holmes.

"Get it out!"

"It's mine! You get out!"

"Sherlock Holmes, this is my apartment, & you read the rules before you moved in!"

"Maybe! But what about Toby then?!"

"It's a cat! Cats are cute!"

"Unbelievable woman!"

Molly sighed & got off the bed & slipped her dressing gown on. She looked at her reflection & groaned at the haircut. It's done. Whining won't help. She waved her hand in the air & went downstairs into the living room to find Mrs. Hudson standing angrily, with her hands on her hips & Sherlock sitting in his chair, petting an irish setter.

"You brought a dog, in the house!", Molly exclaimed from the doorway.

Sherlock, Mrs. Hudson & the dog looked up at the sudden interruption.

"Hello Molly!", Sherlock waved & pointed at the dog, "Meet Redbeard", he grinned & scratched the dog behind it's ears.

"Hundred bucks if you manage to rid him of the dog, dear", Mrs. Hudson whispered in her ear with a small smile & went downstairs.

"Sherlock, why do we have a dog in the apartment?"

"Redbeard!", Sherlock scowled at her & stretched his long legs in front of him.

"Alright, fine. Redbeard…why do we have Redbeard in our flat?", Molly sighed & sat down in John's chair.

"Because you have a cat", he stated.

"You bought a dog just because I have a cat?", she frowned, "You're not making sense."

"Don't be silly. I have had Redbeard since I was…fifteen years old", he smiled at Redbeard, who was sleeping near the window.

"But…hold on…Redbeard…they had to put him down…you once said that. What was that about then?", she sat up straight & looked at the dog.

"They didn't kill him, if that's what you're implying", he scowled.

"Clearly", Molly scowled back & curled in the chair as she waited for him to continue.

"Fine…", Sherlock huffed in irritation, "I…I had to go to university & I wanted to take Redbeard with me…but neither the school, nor my persistent and relentless parents allowed…", he smashed his fist in his palm angrily.

"Calling your parents persistent here, is rea-fine, sorry. Continue please", she growled & closed her eyes.

"And they sent him to a cousin of mine…of course they got help from Mycroft", he spat & picked up a newspaper & started tearing it slowly. Molly opened her eyes when she heard ripping paper & frowned.

"Are you alright?"

"Hmmm…fine", he murmured & stared ahead.

"Sherlock…", Molly walked up to him & touched his forehead with the back of her hand, "Sherlock you're sweating…", she brushed his hair back from his forehead & pressed her palm on his forehead.

He felt calm the moment she touched him. His anger dissipated & he blinked at her, "Molly…", he looked up at her & whispered softly.

"Hmm…? You're ok right? I don't have to call John, do I?"

"No…"

"Good", she smiled softly & carded her fingers through his hair, "ummm…Sherlock, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"It's stupid", she giggled.

"Not as stupid as Anderson's, I'm sure", he smirked, "Go on."

"Can I…can I, you know…", she stammered as she curled a strand of his hair around her finger.

"Yes Molly, you can ruffle my hair", he whispered & smirked at her horrified expression.

"H-How did…how did you know?!", she gasped & stilled her fingers in his hair. He shrugged & nudged her hand with his head, friskily. She giggled softly & playfully ruffled his hair. His hair felt so soft. They bounced & glinted in the morning sunlight. She pulled her hand back & leaned down, pressing her lips against his forehead, "I'm going back to sleep. Try not to disturb me", she smiled softly at him.

Sherlock nodded & leaned back in his chair, steepling his hands under his chin. Molly went back to her room & licked her lips, tasting his clean sweat & felt saddened by the fact that she was never going to be able forget his taste. I've made a mistake.

I really wanted to bring Redbeard back! I've never seen one in other fanfics & I just wanted him back! So I brought him back! *grins*