His Best Friend (sherlolly)

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As I walked to work, I felt... unsettled. Something didn't feel right, I just couldn't put my finger on it. Shrugging it off, I continued to make my way to the hospital, but I went through my entire day feeling off. A weird feeling in the pit of my stomach.

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I rested my head in my hands, about to cry. I am just completely overwhelmed with work, and everything happening. I needed something to calm me down. I shuffled into the kitchen to make myself some tea. Staring out of the window, onto the crowded streets below, I watched people scramble to get back home as fast as possible. I looked and saw someone standing there, across from my street, staring into my window!

A little freaked out, I avoided the window, but not all together. If anything, I wanted to seem as normal as possible. Calm down, Molly, I told myself, it's nothing.

Taking a deep breath, I looked out the window, but didn't find anyone. Good. I felt dumb, but also relieved. I poured the boiling water out of my whistling kettle, into an old, chipped dark green mug. Searching my cabinet for a good yes to help me relax, I picked a bag out of a blue box with "sleepy time tea" written on the front. Dropping in the bag, I stirred it and pressed on it with a small spoon, watching the color swirl out of it.

I sat down on my bed, in front of my laptop and slowly sipped my tea, letting it take its effects. I pressed the play button on netflix, and continued to marathon Dr. Who. Even though I have been for a few weeks now, I was still only on 10, and the new season was starting up in a month! I'm awfully slow at marathoning T.V. shows, as I, you know, had a job.

I watched a few episodes before my eyelids grew heavy, and I couldn't stop myself from falling asleep. I quickly closed my laptop, and set it I the space next to me, and pulled my comforter tighter around me.

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I opened my eyes, and sat up. Shit! I didn't set my alarm! I cringed at the time on the clock. I only had a matter of minutes before I had to leave or I'd be late. Rushing to throw myself together, u ended up with jeans, sneakers and an old sweater. I grabbed my purse, and literally ran to work.

I managed to make it in time. How, I did not know, but I wasn't really in a position to be asking questions. I immediately got to working, and didn't stop until lunch, when I had realized how hungry I really was.

After lunch, I continued to work as hard as I could, trying not to let my work pile up, which it definitely was starting to.

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I was, again, having an uneasy feeling. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was just... off.

There didn't seem to be any suspicious looking people, but I felt unsafe. I hurried back home to get myself out of this situation. Whatever that was.

My phone made me jump as it blasted out a little jingle. I picked it up, ready for a nice conversation.

"Hey, John." I smiled, even though he couldn't see me.

"Hey...uh, Molly..." he sounded distracted.

"Something wrong?" I nonchalantly asked.

"Nah, its just-"

"What?"

"Well,". He moved and his voice got quiet.

"I just wanted to warn you," he whispered.

"Sherlocks on a really hard case, and he can't have any distractions. You know what he's like... when he gets frustrated."

"Yeah.. yeah, I know what you mean. Uh, thank you for telling me so that I didn't interrupt him and, um, anger him." Suddenly the line went dead. No goodbye?

Great. So now I'm overwhelmed and I don't feel safe, and my only source of protection doesn't want me bother him.

This is just perfect.

FILLER CHAPTER, I SWEAR ITS ABOYT TO GET INTERESTING. MEANWHILE, SHERLOCKS BEING A DICK. NO SURPRISE THERE.

~Ruby