The Werewolf Needs a Detective

by the consulting werewolf

Molly Hooper is now a werewolf. Sherlock being his usual Sherlocky-self is curious about the changes in his pathologist. Also he can not explain the presence of the American teenager named Jackson around her. And his friend is plain irritating (and is even Stiles his real name?). Note. In my head this story is set after The Empty Hearse. :)

22. Epilogue

Molly is curled up against Sherlock in his bed. He is asleep, oblivious to everything. But Molly cannot sleep, especially after what he said this morning in the return journey after they went to drop and see off their American friends at Heathrow.
"I don't know much about love or relationships, but I always had execellent examples around me. I don't know what these feelings are, that I have for you, but I'd like to think they are love. I know they are there, they are intense and they scare me. I want to do this right. You need to be patient with me. I have no experience regarding all this. You make me happy and I like being with you. When the day comes, and I finally am ready to accept these, you will know, I will let you know. But till then, can you bear with me?"
Molly did not say anything, she just soundly kissed him, much to the surprise of the taxi driver.
She smiles at that memory again. Yes, she killed a man; yes, she is an Alpha now but she finally got what she always wanted. She strokes his hair and whispers, "My brilliant mad man, I love you. And I know you do it too."
She closes her eyes and places her head on his chest, lulling herself to sleep by the steady beat of his heart. What she does not see is Sherlock smiling at her words. He heard that. He thinks to himself, yeah maybe he does.

Derek and Stiles arrive at LAX. Stiles stretches his legs and yawns loudly. Trying hard to erase the disturbing nightmares he had on the flight. Something dark and alluring hiding in the shadows, constantly calling his name. He did not mention any of this to Derek.
Derek is busy trying to contact Peter. He had made his plans when he was in London. No use delaying this further, he had to go find it. And he cannot do this alone.
"Ah, home,, sweet home," Stiles says, then yawning some more, "Quite a memorable trip that was."
Derek just cracks half a smile.

A/N. DUN DUN DUN. I did not want to drag this any longer! Anyway, thank you to all my readers for reading this and reviewing it. You beautiful people! *.*
Anyway, what do you think Parrish is? I think he is either a dragon or a fire-resistant cyborg. (yes, I am slightly mental and yes I am yet to watch the new episode)