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*Molly's flat*

-knocking-

Molly: *opens the door*

Sherlock: *smiling* Happy Birthday *hands her a present; enters the flat*

Molly: *blinks, stunned* Come in...

Sherlock: *removing his coat* Forty today. You must be pleased.

Molly: *shuts her door; rolls her eyes* Yeah, delighted. Um, what are you doing here?

Sherlock: *gestures* Open it.

Molly: *raises an eyebrow* Shouldn't I wait until tonight?

Sherlock: *somewhat excited* Nope.

Molly: *sighs* Fine *opens the present to reveal a small box; chuckles* Really?

Sherlock: *frowns* What? I remembered!

Molly: *examining the engagement ring; amused* I don't even get candles? Dinner? You can't even get down on one knee?

Sherlock: *folds his arms; pouting* Since we've had this arrangement for thirteen years, I thought you'd be relieved.

Molly: *slips on the engagement ring; giggles* Can I at least get a kiss?

Sherlock: *relieved* For my fiancee, anything *kisses her*

#sherlolly #mollock #birthday!lolly #a study in sherlock's proposals #sherlollytextchats #*221B*#Molly: *curled up on the sofa; admiring her ring*#Sherlock: *watching her* I never got rid of it.#Molly: *looks up* Huh?#Sherlock: When you were with Tom. I kept it *shrugs* just in case.#Molly: *chuckles* Yeah but...it's not like you've had it for thirteen years.#Sherlock: ...#Molly: *raises an eyebrow* Seriously?#Sherlock: I got it as soon as we'd agreed *pauses* is that weird?#Molly: *approaches; sits in his lap* You should have proposed right then.#Sherlock: *smirks* You weren't forty.#Molly: *smacks him with a cushion*

*221B*

Toby: *fussing around Sherlock*

Sherlock: *slumped on the sofa* No.

Toby: *meows; winding around his legs*

Sherlock: I’m not feeding you.

Toby: *purrs*

Sherlock: *sighs; stands up and goes to the kitchen* If I feed you it means we’re friends.

Toby: *still wrapping around his legs excitedly*

Sherlock: *removes a cat food pouch* And we're not friends just because I’m shagging Molly *empties the pouch into Toby’s bowl*

Toby: *eating happily*

Sherlock: *frowns; stroking him* Stupid cat.

Molly: *watching from the doorway, wearing a dressing gown and sex hair; grinning* You loooove him...

Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* He's a nuisance.

Molly: *wraps her arms around him from behind; smirks* So, I'll leave him behind when I move into Baker Street, then?

Sherlock: *hesitates; glances at Toby*

Toby: *rubbing against his hand; purring*

Sherlock: *blinks* Well...

#sherlolly #mollock #dating!lolly #domestic!lolly #sherlollytextchats #*221B*#Toby: *making himself comfortable on Sherlock's chair*#Sherlock: *sitting in John's old chair; glaring at him*#Molly: *leaving the bedroom* Well that's the last of the boxes unpacked. Cuppa?#Sherlock: *still glaring at Toby* Mmm.#Molly: *making tea* So um...I suppose we're boyfriend and girlfriend now.#Sherlock: *raises an eyebrow* Am I the boyfriend?#Molly: *chuckles* I just meant...you don't mind? I mean we haven't talked about. We're not really dating but we're more than #just sleeping together. I-I thought...#Sherlock: *sighs; approaching* Molly you can call me whatever you like *pauses* Even husband if you want.#Molly: *drops a cup*

*a car park, outside a church*

Sherlock: *leaning against a car, tissues stuffed up his nose*

Molly: *wearing a wedding dress; tending to his bloody nose*

Sherlock: *pouts* Why did you punch me?

Molly: *frowns* You ruined my wedding.

Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Come on, Molly, you wanted to marry Tom as much as I wanted you to.

Molly: *sighs* I was ready to marry Tom and I thought I wanted to. When I thought you didn't love me. But nooooo, you *pokes his chest* show up, declaring how much you love me and didn't want to lose me *hesitates* I was so happy to see you.

Sherlock: *smirks*

Molly: But, then, I realised you had all the time in the world and you waited until now, until today, to tell me. When I was in front of all my friends and family, in front of my fiance, and his friends and family. You put me in a horrible situation, Sherlock.

Sherlock: ...

Sherlock: *clears his throat* Yes, well, when you put it like that... *glances at her* can you forgive me?

Molly: *smiles* I'm here, aren't I?

Sherlock: *swallows* I truly am sorry, Molly. I didn't intend to hurt anyone.

Molly: *ruffles his hair affectionately* Well, you've got the rest of our lives to make it up to me.

Sherlock: *blinks* Seriously?

Molly: *scoffs* You think I'm letting you get away after this? *kisses his cheek* Oh, no, you're stuck with me now, Mr. Holmes.

Sherlock: *grins*

#sherlolly #mollock #wedding!lolly #sherlollytextchats #*221B*#Molly: *enters; groans* Well that was the most awkward dinner I've ever had.#Sherlock: *working* How is Tom?#Molly: *shakes her head* He wasn't there. Just his parents. I returned the ring. They were quite happy actually.#I don't think they wanted their precious son to marry someone who clearly loved someone else.#Sherlock: *frowns* Where was Tom then?#Molly: *shrugs* On our honeymoon. With the bridesmaid.#Sherlock: Hmm. I did you a favour.#Molly: *hugs his from behind* So you're my hero is that right? My knight in shining armour?#Sherlock: *scoffs* Don't be basic. Heroes don't exist.#Molly: *sighs* What a shame... *moving to the bedroom* I could really use a visit from a strange doctor.#Sherlock: *glances at her* Am I supposed to know what that means?#Molly: *winks* Figure it out *enters the bedroom*#Sherlock: ...#Sherlock: *frantically googling on his phone*

*221B*

Rosamund: *watching TV*

Sherlock: ...

Sherlock: *glances at the clock* Maybe we could-

Rosamund: No.

Sherlock: *pouts* You don't know what I was going to say.

Rosamund: *sighs* We're not spying on Daddy and Auntie Molly's date.

Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* It's not a 'date'.

Rosamund: ...

Sherlock: *shakes his head* It's not a date.

Rosamund: Whatever you say.

Sherlock: *stands up; pacing* She's my pathologist. Your dad knows that.

Rosamund: Yup. Your pathologist.

Sherlock: *narrows his eyes* What are you getting at?

Rosamund: *irritated* For God's sake, Uncle Sherlock. Daddy wants a girlfriend. Auntie Molly wants a boyfriend. They're both lonely, they get on-

Sherlock: *grimaces* Stop it. What you're suggesting is disgusting.

Rosamund: *shakes her head* Well, it's true. Accept it or do something about it.

Sherlock: *strolls to the door* I will.

Rosamund: *fierce* Not now!

Sherlock: *sits beside her; sulks* I wish you weren't like your mother.

LATER

Sherlock & Molly: *snogging*

John: *bewildered; turns to Rosie* How did this happen?

Rosamund: *proud* I helped him see sense.

John: ...

Rosamund: *pulls a face* Can we go now?

#sherlolly #godparent!lolly #jealous!lolly #I would feel bad for john if I cared about him at all #sherlollytextchats #*221B*#Sherlock & Molly: *curled up; watching a movie*#Rosamund: *watching them; grossed out* Maybe I made a mistake.#Molly: *looks up* What makes you say that?#Rosamund: You guys are icky.#Sherlock: *shrugs* It's your fault. I was quite happy suffering in silence.#Molly: *raises an eyebrow* Is that right?#Sherlock: *nods* Yes. But I'm much happier with my lovely girlfriend.#Molly: *kisses his cheek* Good save.#Rosamund: *disgusted* What have I done?

*221B*

Sherlock: *lying on the sofa*

Mary: *pacing*

Sherlock: *ignores her*

Mary: *rolls her eyes* I don't know why you're hiding.

Sherlock: *mumbles* I'm not hiding.

Mary: *chuckles* It's not a big deal. So you slept with Molly-

Sherlock: Don't say a word!

Mary: -and you want to do it again.

Sherlock: *frowns* I'm warning you.

Mary: *shrugs* You can't stop thinking about her.

Sherlock: *groans* Why are you doing this?

Mary: *smirks* Someone has to.

Sherlock: *thinking*

Sherlock: *shakes his head; firmly* No. I've ruined her life enough.

Mary: *waves a hand* Oh, relax. You weren't that bad.

Sherlock: *rolls his eyes*

Mary: *nods* Fine. Let her move on. Because she will *shrugs* maybe you'll be godfather to her kids, who knows.

Sherlock: ...

Sherlock: *jumps up* I left something at Bart's *grabs his coat; hurrying out*

Mary: *grinning*

*Bart's*

Sherlock: *enters*

Molly: *leaving* Oh, hi Sherlock. I was just on my way to see you. But since you're here, maybe we could have that dinner, if you still fancy it?

Sherlock: *confused* What?

Molly: *awkward* Last night? You said we should have dinner.

Sherlock: I did?

Molly: *giggles* We were a bit smashed, I suppose. You left a note.

Sherlock: *remembers* Right, right. Of course. Sorry, it's still a bit of a blur *pauses* well, some things...

Molly: *blushes* Um...we could get takeaway and maybe try to refresh our memories. If you want.

Sherlock: *smiles; kisses her cheek* I like the sound of that.

#sherlolly #mollock #sex!lolly #sherlollytextchats #*221B*#Sherlock: *reading the paper*#Mary: *sitting beside him* Are you going to thank me or not?#Sherlock: *turns the page* You didn't force me to get drunk.#Mary: Excuse me! I told you to walk Molly home.#Sherlock: Yeees but she invited me inside.#Mary: *smirks* Yeeeeah she did *lifts her hand for a high five*#Sherlock: ...

*Bart's lab*

Molly: *working*

Mary: *rushes in; brandishing a newspaper, excited* Oh my God, have you seen the paper?!

Molly: *amused* What?

Mary: *gesturing* Sherlock and John. They solved some dog-napping at this posh tart's place, prize winning or something. Anyway... *waves a hand; clears her throat, reading* 'The detective duo, Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson have done it again, foiling a robbery involving-' blah, blah, where is it? *points* ah, here... 'Dr. Watson commented: This was a difficult case and I'm relieved we were able to return...Mary Puppins to her rightful owner. And now, I'm looking forward to winding down with my wonderful wife, Mary. She's my rock.'

Molly: *smiles* That's nothing new. He's always thanking you-

Mary: *smirks* Wait, it gets better *reading* 'Sherlock Holmes stated: We couldn't have solved this case without the assistance of my beautiful pathologist.' Despite our efforts, he declined to elaborate.'

Molly: ...

Molly: *blushes* He probably meant Stamford.

Mary: *smirks knowingly* Mhmm...

LATER

*Molly's flat*

Sherlock & Molly: *cuddling on the sofa*

Molly: It wasn't very subtle.

Sherlock: *watching TV* Hmm?

Molly: Your little stunt in the paper. Someone's going to figure it out sooner or later.

Sherlock: *nods* Yes *kisses the top of her head* and I don't care.

Molly: *smiles; holds him* Me neither.

#sherlolly #mollock #secret!lolly #domestic!lolly #sherlollytextchats #*221B*#John: *on his laptop; shaking his head* This is insane. Do you know how many emails we've got in the last 24 hours?#324! Nearly all of them wanting to know who the 'beautiful pathologist' is.#Sherlock: *reading the paper* Mmm.#John: Half of them are convinced it's me.#Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Astounding. You're barely a capable doctor. I hardly think pathology is your calling.#John: *frowns* Are you saying I'm not clever enough to work with dead bodies?#Sherlock: *shrugs* I've often imagined how it would be if you two were to switch places.#John: *nods* Oh. And how does that usually go?#Sherlock: *sighs* As well as you'd expect. Molly and I never get any work done and you well...the less said about that the better.#John: *rolls his eyes* Thanks a lot.#Sherlock: *smiles* Molly is beautiful John.#John: *sighs* Dear God save me.

*the lab*

Sherlock & John: *enter*

Sherlock: *annoyed* I hope you have good news, Molly.

Molly: *hands him a file* There were no marks on the body, no signs of a struggle. Here's the thing, there was no water in the lungs-

John: *confused* But he was found floating in his pool. Are you saying he didn't drown?

Molly: *gestures at the report* There were traces of sleeping pills in the toxicology. A lethal dose.

John: *frowns* Someone moved him deliberately? *to Sherlock* Who? He lived alone. A recluse.

Sherlock: *smiles* Oh, Molly, I love you *kisses her cheek; excited* This is brilliant!

Molly: *blushing* It was nothing.

John: ...

Sherlock: *happily* Come, John, we have a murderer to catch *hurries out*

John: *quickly follows* Are we going to pretend you didn't just say that to Molly?

Sherlock: *texting* Hmm? Say what?

John: *incredulous* Sherlock, you just told her you love her!

Sherlock: *glances back at the lab* Hmm *pauses* so?

John: *outraged* So? That might mean nothing to you, but for someone like Molly it's a big thing.

Sherlock: *thinking; nods* Leave it to me *dashes back to the lab*

Molly: *looks up; smiles* Did you forget something?

Sherlock: *nods* I did *kisses her passionately*

Molly: *gently pushes him away; blushing* Sherlock! I'm working...

Sherlock: *softly* I love you, Molly.

Molly: *giggles* I love you, too. And be careful. I need you in one piece for later.

Sherlock: *raises an eyebrow* That's one hell of an incentive, doctor.

Molly: *shrugs* It's fact.

Sherlock: *kisses her quickly* I'll see you later, then *turns to leave*

John: *in the doorway*

John: *mutters* Could've told me you two were going out.

Sherlock: *smirks* Where's the fun in that?

#sherlolly #mollock #dating!lolly #loooove!lolly #sherlollytextchats #LATER #*221B*#John: *making tea* So how long has this been going on?#Sherlock: *shrugs* Six months give or take a day or two.#John: *stares at him*#Sherlock: *clears his throat* Six months four days twelve hours and sixteen minutes.#John: *smirks* I'm happy for you *sits in his chair*#Sherlock: ...#John: ...#Sherlock: *frowns* What?#John: *shrugs* Have you two done it?#Sherlock: *sighs* What are we fifteen?#John: I'm curious. I've never seen you so much as snog anyone. And Janine doesn't count.#Sherlock: *offended* Why not? That was a snog.#John: *rolls his eyes* It wasn't real though. Not compared to that earlier.#Sherlock: We're waiting until marriage.#John: ....#John: Really?#Sherlock: *scoffs* No but your face...she was here last weekend you idiot.#John: *confused* When I was at my Mum's- oh.#Sherlock: *shakes his head* Moron.

*Bart's Christmas party*

Sherlock & Molly: *sitting at a table*

Molly: *wringing her hands nervously* What are we going to do?

Sherlock: *shrugs* Act natural.

Molly: *frowns* That's easy for you to say. You're not the one that wants to throw up every five minutes.

Sherlock: *concerned* That doesn't sound normal. It sounds like severe morning sickness; many women are hospitalised-

Molly: *kicks him*

John: *approaching; hands over their drinks* Here you go. Fresh from-

Sherlock: *grabs Molly's glass and gulps it down*

John: *stares at him* Um...do you want mine, Molly?

Sherlock: *grabs his glass* No! *swallows his drink*

John: *frowns* What's your problem?

Sherlock: *smiles* More punch, John? So kind of you.

John: *stares at him* Are you out of your mind?

Molly: *smiles awkwardly* Just a glass of water for me, John. Thank you.

John: *shakes his head; leaves*

Molly: *elbows Sherlock* THAT was natural?

Sherlock: I panicked! The level of alcohol in that was ridiculous.

Molly: *smiles happily* Sweetie... *kisses his cheek*

Sherlock: *blsuhes* Well, I'm not about to let either of you come to harm.

Molly: *plays with his hair* I love you, do you know that?

Sherlock: *nods* I love you, too.

John: *returns with a glass of water; sighs* So, which one of you is pregnant?

Sherlock & Molly: ...

Sherlock: *smiles innocently* Me?

John: ...

#sherlolly #mollock #pregnancy!lolly #sherlollytextchats #*221B*#Molly & John: *helping Sherlock into the flat whilst he sings rihanna's diamonds*#John: *frowns* This is your fault.#Molly: *annoyed* How is it my fault?#John: You were the one who wanted to keep your relationship a secret. If you'd told people your co-workers wouldn't #have offered you so many drinks from the bar.#Molly: *sighs* Thanks John. I don't have enough to deal with already...#John: *guilty* I'm sorry. Err congratulations by the way.#Molly: *drops Sherlock on the sofa* Thank you.#Sherlock: *grabs her hand* Don't leave me.#Molly: *giggles* Don't be silly. Where am I going to go?#Sherlock: *out of it* The sky. Where the diamonds are.#Molly: *stroking his hair affectionately* Stop filming this.#John: *puts his phone away slowly* Sorry...

*the lab*

Sherlock & John: *enter*

Sherlock: *annoyed* I hope you have good news, Molly.

Molly: *hands him a file* There were no marks on the body, no signs of a struggle. Here's the thing, there was no water in the lungs-

John: *confused* But he was found floating in his pool. Are you saying he didn't drown?

Molly: *gestures at the report* There were traces of sleeping pills in the toxicology. A lethal dose.

John: *frowns* Someone moved him deliberately? *to Sherlock* Who? He lived alone. A recluse.

Sherlock: *smiles* Oh, Molly, I love you *kisses her cheek; excited* This is brilliant!

Molly: *blushing* It was nothing.

John: ...

Sherlock: *happily* Come, John, we have a murderer to catch *hurries out*

John: *quickly follows* Are we going to pretend you didn't just say that to Molly?

Sherlock: *texting* Hmm? Say what?

John: *incredulous* Sherlock, you just told her you love her!

Sherlock: *glances back at the lab* Hmm *pauses* so?

John: *outraged* So? That might mean nothing to you, but for someone like Molly it's a big thing.

Sherlock: *thinking; nods* Leave it to me *dashes back to the lab*

Molly: *looks up; smiles* Did you forget something?

Sherlock: *nods* I did *kisses her passionately*

Molly: *gently pushes him away; blushing* Sherlock! I'm working...

Sherlock: *softly* I love you, Molly.

Molly: *giggles* I love you, too. And be careful. I need you in one piece for later.

Sherlock: *raises an eyebrow* That's one hell of an incentive, doctor.

Molly: *shrugs* It's fact.

Sherlock: *kisses her quickly* I'll see you later, then *turns to leave*

John: *in the doorway*

John: *mutters* Could've told me you two were going out.

Sherlock: *smirks* Where's the fun in that?

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