"John? What are you- wait, are you okay, love?" I turned around.
Molly. Of course it was Molly.
Sherlock would never say that. Get a grip, John.
"John?" She asked me, again. "What's going on with you?" I felt her hand grip my shoulder. "I...I came to v...visit Sherlock. What are you doing here?" I stuttered. She smiled, sadly. "I come visit him everyday."
This was too much for me.
"I tried to-but every time, it was so BLOODY sad!" I half-cried, half-screamed at her. Molly didn't look surprised at all. "Shhhh... Shhhh, John. It's okay...it's okay." She patted my back comfortingly. "You loved him, didn't you?" she looked me in the eye.
I wanted to cry.
Oh this girl. This wonderfully brilliant lab worker has figured it out better than I did.
"I didn't understand it until now."
"One word. Yes or no?"
"Yes."
A/N: So, still breathing, loves? Did you like it? Heeheee. The best is yet to come, this is just to sadden you so you'll be really happy later.
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