Yes people. I am still alive. Sorry for the late update. It took me a couple of days to actually figure out what would happen in this chapter and how much I wanted to reveal about Mollys past. This chapter does not have any Sherlock-point-of-view. But I promise, there will be more of him in the next chapter. So this chapter is kind of short.

Disclaimer: I do not own BBC's characters.

Chapter 5 – Her plan goes in to oblivion.

When Molly had reached the floor where the file could be found, she hacked in to the main security system with her phone. She needed to shut down the cameras long enough to make her way to the vault where the file would be. It would take no more than a couple of seconds for the security guards to figure out that something was wrong so it wasn't much time for her to go on but there was no other way. On a job like this there would be at least two weeks of preparation but she had to pull this in less than 48 hours. Her stress levels were too high for her to enjoy this properly.

13 days earlier

Molly didn't know how to recover from Sherlocks visit. He was acting strange for being Sherlock. And to her dismay she found him in her lab, in a surprisingly good mood, which literally crashed all Mollys plans of keeping distance between them.

"I've been waiting for you." He said, giving her a look that she couldn't decipher.

"Why?" She asked suspiciously.

He was acting strange indeed.

"I'm going to spend the whole day with you."

Yes. There was no doubt now. This was very strange.

"Why?"

"As an experiment."

"What kind of experiment requires you to spend a whole day with me?"

Molly saw her plans of getting over Sherlock go in to oblivion. How was she going to move on from her crush on him if he insisted on being in the same air space as her?

"I need to examine your actions and behaviours from a sociopsychological aspect in a work environment."

Now this was getting wierder.

"But you hate sociopsychology. You hate everything that involves actual people."

This was not normal Sherlock-behaviour. There was something going on that he wasn't telling her. Not that he normally told her anything. But this time it was more than clear that he was working some kind of angle on her. And this made Molly a little angry. Why was he concentrating on her when there was an actual killer out there killing not so innocent drug lords? It's not like Molly killed anyone. Not recently anyway, that she could remember. All jokes aside. She needed to show Sherlock that there was no need for him to focus his energy on her. He had never been focusing on her before so there was absolutely no need for him to do that now.

"Okey. Go ahead and follow me around all day, Sherlock." She said suddenly. "I don't mind at all. But I will warn you though. I am quite boring. I will not be surprised if you give up and leave before lunch."

Well, the truth was that she actually did mind him following her around. It would be very hard for her to concentrate. But she needed him to get his suspicions off her. So she needed to concentrate really hard to be plain and boring Molly Hooper today.

"I doubt it, Molly. I have found you very interesting these past few days." Sherlock said with a smirk on his face.

She might as well be Superman. A female version of Clark Kent. Hiding in plain sight. Being clumpsy, a little shy and everything Clark Kent was. Without the flying and the fire shooting from her eyes of course. Fooling everybody around her. But fooling Sherlock was hard. She was surprised that Sherlock hadn't figured her out yet. Was she that good of an actrice? But she knew he was figuring something out now and it was only a matter of time before she would be exposed to him and everybody else that she knew. So this day was important. It was good that he was there. She needed him to believe that he had it all wrong. Molly Hooper was not a person of interest.

Her past self would probably ask her why she was making such an effort to hide. She used to be good at handling anything that came her way. And that used to be firing guns, bombs and an occasional poisoning. But the day she had become Molly Hooper she had burried that side of herself and that side only came out if there was any immediate danger. She was reserved for emergencies only. Molly couldn't even remember why she was hiding anymore.

She looked at Sherlock who was watching her every move from his usual chair in the lab. This was going to be a very long day.

I haven't figured out yet what Mollys past contains. Was she a spy? A thief? An agent of some kind? But first and foremost: What will happen in the next chapter? We will all find out (including myself) the next time my fingers hit the keyboard on my computer.