Bright,chestnut eyes, full of intelligence and xterous fingers,using a scalpel skillfully.A pointy nose - he had heard Mrs Hudson define it cute-and under it, the sweetest smile someone had ever offered to e portrait of generosity and caring. John's following words, pronounced with cracked voice,were like blood-red paint thrown at it."Molly…Molly is dead, Sherlock"
Rated: T - English - Angst/Romance - Chapters: 5 - Words: 6,564 - Reviews: 50 - Favs: 70 - Follows: 71 - Updated: 12/12/2013 - Published: 9/11/2013 - Sherlock H., Molly Hooper - Complete