Molly knew he'd love it, and wished she could see his face. But Valentine's must be secret, so she left The Woman's heart on his doorstep.
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With panic flooding her Molly ran into the morgue.
"Stop the autopsy! He's not dead, he's drugged!" she cried out.
The intern looked at Sherlock's brain, floating in a jar.
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Random Sherlock Oneshots
Fanfiction"I know this is a bit stupid. But..... Happy Birthday Sherlock........... I know this was a waste of time...... Why would I say happy birthday to a grave?" -John Hamish Watson
