Molly Hooper, unbuttoning her coat and absentmindedly tidying up lab equipment, was exhausted. It had been a long day, you know the kind that tiers you in your bones. Not only had everything that could possibly go wrong gone wrong, but to top it all off she had just received a phone call from her mother – “Oh I’m just calling to let you know dear, that I’m going to be popping around and I might stay for a while.” Molly adored her mother, just in small doses. She was as you could say, difficult. Day one was fine, enjoyable even but day two it started. “Molly dear how is your love life?” “Molly when are you going to introduce me to your boyfriend?” Unfortunately for Molly her mother was adamant that Sherlock Holmes was her secret boyfriend, despite Molly’s constant explanations that they were merely friendly co-workers. It appears that this time was to be no different.
Putting on her rain coat – it is England after all; Molly flicked off the lights and exited the morgue. On her way out she bumped into Mike Stamford, they briefly exchanged pleasantries and Molly scuttled off, out of the hospital and into the busy streets of London. Pausing Molly breathed in, deeply inhaling the London air, blissful after being cooped up in the morgue all day. Just as she was about to set off for home, she was promptly knocked to the ground by the whirlwind that was Sherlock Holmes.
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Made For Each Other (A Sherlolly Story)
FanfictionHow did Molly Hooper end up like this? It was all Sherlock Holmes blooming fault!