Sherlolly Our Child

Chapter 2: Something About Molly

Chapter 2

Something About Molly

Sherlock's Point Of View

I had just finished a case where a woman named Sharon Freely, single mother of three children, had been murdered by her boyfriend Alex Gabe. I had came to the crime scene and automatically notices it was a man that the mother had been dating by her dress and makeup she was dresses to go somewhere fancy and obviously made it their by the slight smudge of wiped off ketchup on her dress.

The man had then proceeded to try to take her back to his flat but Sharon had refused saying she wasn't ready yet. Her boyfriend who was diagnosed with anger issues had then proceeded to drag her back to his flat by the scuffed shoes and wrinkled dress that she never would have purposefully let get wrinkled. A single mother working at a department store would barely be able to afford that dress and she defiantly would not let it get wrecked.

Once he got her back to the apartment he had slammed her into a wall and she had struggled based on the bruises on her arms and body and then proceeded to rape her. When he finished she had threatened to call the police so in a spurt of anger he cracked her on the head with a metal pan based off the fractured skull and blood on her head then when she was passed out and in a concussion he woke her up and used a knife from his kitchen to inscribe bitch on her back before taking an axe and chopping off her head.

He then cleaned off the body and put on gloves to drag her to a dumpster eight blocks away and throw her in not expecting anyone to call the police but Harper Freely her eldest daughter realized something was wrong and called the police who were, of course, to big of idiots to solve it alone so they called me in to solve it for them.

It was barely a three.

That was over an hour ago and I could already feel the boredom begin to creep up on me. Since John lived with his wife now and my 2 year old god daughter Rosalie or Rose as everyone seemed to call her I no longer had him at my disposal to of whatever I wanted and come with me on cases all the time.

It was extremely lonely. Not that I'm not used to lonliness. It's not like I care what he does or anyone else. But I suppose it was loneliness that led me to Molly that one night. Her complete adoration of me made me feel less alone. Not actual feelings. I'm a sociopath and do not feel anything. Sentiment is a chemical defect designed for the losing side. I learnt that the hard way with Moriarty and all my friends were in danger.

I haven't been alone with Molly since that day. I was planning on going to St Bart's to study some cultures to stop the boredom and make sure I didn't turn back to drugs. I hoped that Molly had taken my advice and forgotten about it. It wouldn't do any good for her to continue thinking about it. Nothing was going to change because I didn't have feelings for her.

Why did it feel like I was trying to convince myself that?

I arrived at Bart's and walked down to the morgue and saw Molly performing an autopsy on a 65 year old man who obviously died of a heart attack. I considered telling Molly this to spare her time but decided not to thinking it might make her mad though I don't see why it would I'm helping her!

"Hello Molly." I greeted her as I sat down at my microscope. "Hello Sherlock." Molly said without a bit of adoration or stuttering which surprised me. Could she have possibly gotten over her feelings for me! I shook my head at the sudden tightness in my chest. No this was Molly she was probably just a bit mad and would have to get over it. Still I get like their was something I was missing...

"Can I have a coffee Molly?" I asked. "Sure the coffee machine is upstairs go get your self one." Molly snapped back. Still no stuttering. Her pupils weren't dilated and her heart wasn't racing. She really had gotten over me. I was surprised by the tightness in my chest coming back and I resolved to get that checked with John as soon as possible.

Still I was bored and rather frustrated at her so I really can't be blamed for my next deductions. "I see you've gained four pounds since I last saw you and some wrinkles under your eyes which obviously you noticed too as you are starting to believe you might become an old cat lady. Quite a right suspicion to I believe. Your doing an exercise class and like the instructor don't bother with him Molly he has no interest in you no matter what you do and you know I can't blame him. You've thought about getting a new wardrobe and well I think that's a wonderful idea the clothes your looking at would just make your horrible figure look worse than it does beneath those horrible jumpers you wear so I would rather you stuck with those. You had a rather bad night last night do to the state your hair is in and red isn't your colour Molly."

My phone went off and it was Lestrade I had a new case. I turned back to Molly on my way out and said "By the way the man your examining died of a heart attack please try to figure out the easy ones faster next time it's a wonder you ever get any done!" I turned with a swish of my coat out the door but as I left I heard Molly say "Get out Sherlock Holmes! I never want to see you again." As she started to cry and sob.

The feeling in my chest worsened as the anger left and I realized what I had done. Even I knew that what I said to Molly was unacceptable. I would need to find a way to make it up to her but right now I had a case to think about. Still though as I was leaving Bart's I had one thought 'There was something about Molly...'

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Argh Sherlock! I swear I love him but sometimes I really want to kill him I mean he can be so mean to Molly some times!! Next chapter is Molly telling Mary and deciding what to do. I'm not sure when Sherlock will find out but soon so that I can get to the real plot. Anyways I would like to thank the people that read this story and commented and voted it really motivates me to update faster and makes my day! So glad you like my story so far! Also for any Doctor Who fans I have written/writing a story called my danger girl about A DOCTOR WHO FAN FICTION! A Girl named Christine who meets the doctor after the world is destroyed by the Cyberman and she is the last human. The Doctor and her go and try to fix up time (Because we all know the world doesn't end in 2013!) and when she comes back time is fixed and she doesn't remember him. But a week later he meets her again when she is on vacation and the memories resurface... What lies in store for Christine and The Doctor? Read and Find Out! So if you are interested you can check that out. Please read, review, vote, and follow! Also if you are writing a story you would like me to read just tell me and I will read it!

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