It's always Been True.

The Wrong Woman

The wedding planning was something Sherlock knew nothing about but he was more than willing to help Molly out. She was dealing with the Pregnancy and the stress of planning the wedding all at once. They decided to have the wedding early before Molly started to show more than what she already was.

Sherlock had asked John to be his best man, he thought it only fair since he was John's at his wedding. The wedding was to take place in April and it was already March so Sherlock and John had gone out for chips to discuss plans for stag night .

It was late when Sherlock and John got back to the flat and Sherlock  wanted to text Molly about breakfast in the morning at his Flat.

* How about Breakfast with me tomorrow at my place?  -SH*

*Sounds nice *
Molly sent her text back as Sherlock entered his room. He discarded of his clothes and landed on the bed in nothing but his boxers . He covered up and started to drift off as he thought about tomorrow and the future that was to come with Him and Molly .

The next morning Sherlock wakes up to the feeling of an arm around his waist. He smiles to himself as he figured Molly got there early and decided to wake him up, but as he turned over he wasn't met by Molly's beautiful face. It was her.......The Woman...  Irene. What was she doing here and why was she in his bed? Sherlock quickly jumped out of the bed as she opened her eyes and gave him a devilish smile.

"What.....not happy to see me? I thought we could finally have that dinner I've texted you oh so many times." Irene said as if she was innocent in the whole scene.

" Sorry but I'm not happy to see you and in my bed no less. You need to leave......Now! As for dinner .... I've had Dinner  already and rather enjoyed it so if you don't mind , get dressed and  be on your way." Sherlock said tossing Irene her clothes as he gave her a very unhappy look.

"What's wrong? I thought you were infatuated with me .....and all those texts and you never responded . Wait did you say you had Dinner? " she said realizing what he had said . He figured out what "Dinner" meant  a long time ago when she texted him and he felt inclined to tell her that he wasn't planning on "Dinner" with her at all.

"Yes, now leave. It was fun what little game we played but I'm done with that. " He said putting on his house coat .

Meanwhile Molly had arrived at the flat and unlocked the door with her spare key Sherlock had given her. She heard talking as she entered the living area. She listened and realized that it was coming from Sherlocks room. She walked to the door and pushed it open as it was cracked slightly.  The scene before her made her heart shatter into a million peices.  There stood a shocked Sherlock in his robes and a very naked woman in his bed. She looked from Sherlock to her and back and her face became drained of color and fury and hurt burned in her eyes at Sherlock. 

"Molly! This is in no way what it looks like." Sherlock says panicked. 

"Oh.....Sherlock.....is this.....is this the one you had Dinner with?" Irene said as she came to the realization that Molly was with Sherlock.

" What? .... I...this...this is .... wh..." nothing was coming out right for Molly she was so furious and hurt. The tears welled in her eyes as she looked down at the floor . She felt humiliated by Sherlock again and this time it was far worse than anything he had ever done to her.

"Molly .... I can explain just listen for a minute....She showed up he..." Sherlock was cut off by Molly's hand slapping him hard on the face. He grabbed his face and winced . This time he was the reason she had a ring on her hand and why it Stung that much more when she did it.

Molly glared at him never moving her gaze from him.

"Oh....oh my .... is she your fiańce?" Irene asked as she noticed Molly's glistening ring on her left hand.

"I was...." Molly said and took off the ring throwing it at Sherlock. The door slammed hard and shook the flat as Molly ran out.

Sherlock glared at Irene and picked up the ring .

"Get Dressed and get out. I'm done with you and do lose my number would you. " he said and ran out his bedroom to go after Molly. He worried he may have lost her for good this time , he has hurt her so much and now the woman shows up and makes him look even more like an uncaring, narcissist, sociopath who only thinks about himself.  How will he explain this to her ? Will he be able to  fix this?

John walks out of his room being woken up by the noise and looks into the living room to see Irene dressed and on her way out of the door .

"What did you do?" John said as he realized that Sherlock had talked about inviting Molly over for tea and breakfast this morning. He knew what Irene liked to do to Sherlock and he put two and two together.

"Nevermind .... I think I know ....." John said and pushed past her and went to follow Sherlock.