There's Something About Molly

Chapter 27

Molly walked out of Sherlock’s flat into the rain. Once she felt the rain pouring down on her she realized that she had left umbrella, bag, and all upstairs. Her mind refused accepting the possibility of returning for her things. Her neighbor had a key and it wasn’t so late that she would wake her. After the shock to her system she did not wish to return to her apartment. Not when she would be alone and that there were fresh memories of happiness when she was feeling so awful. She just got dumped, at least she thought she did, and she didn’t even know she had been dating. Had she been dating? Her head was a jumbled up mess. Sherlock had mentioned marriage and giving up. Her brain had short-circuited at the marriage comment and she had been unable to react to anything the infuriating man had said.

She felt so stupid. John had known. Just that morning he asked her what is was like to date the man. To her it was an impossibility but to others there relationship must look different. His parents must have known too. This meant Mycroft would know as well.

Think of the devil and he will appear. A black car pulled up to the curb. The door opened an the woman known as Anthea in Sherlock’s circle opened the door but did not step out into the rain. Molly put her hands around her middle. Anthea wordlessly slid over to make room for the pathologist who now looked like a drowned rat. Anthea’s eyes were glued to the screen of her phone as she continued texting away. Molly just stared at her. When Molly continued to make no move to getting in the car Anthea finally asked if she was getting in or not. Molly’s answer was to slam the car’s door and to trudge on in the rain. The car followed and the window rolled down. Anthea now in the seat closer to Molly called out to her.

“It’s not safe to go wandering about the streets at night.”

“I’m fine. I don’t need your help,” Molly answered hollowly.

“You’re getting soaked.”

“Why does your employer care?” Molly snapped.

“You are an important person to his brother, that makes you an important person to him.” Anthea delivered her speech with her usual detached air.

“Tell Mycroft to leave me alone and to stop watching me! It’s creepy!”

“I can tell him but there is no point. It’s for your safety after all.” “Does he listen in on our conversations too?”

“There is a watch on the outside of the flat nothing more. He doesn’t have the time or interest to pay attention to all of what is going on in Baker Street, however, if something is amiss he has someone take action. You walking in the rain like a zombie is unusual.”

“Tell Mycroft thank you for his concern but if I need his help I’ll let him know.”

“You’re getting soaked. At least let me give you a ride.”

“No.”

“Suit yourself.”

With that Anthea rolled up the window and drove. Molly waited until the car drove out of sight to move once more. She looked around to find the CCTV’s. She thought about flipping the one focused on her the bird but decided it wasn’t worth the effort.

She had to decide where she was going. She wouldn’t go home, she would ask her neighbor to feed Toby. She could go to Bart’s but decided against it. There weren’t many people she could turn to at this time. No one could understand the situation she was in. She hadn’t gotten used to being alone and most of the time it didn’t bother her but now she was truly regretting it.

The tears started out slowly but soon she was sobbing and rubbing at her eyes with soaked sleeves. She finally figured out a destination and started to run there.

When she arrived she hesitated knocking on the door, as she was unsure of what kind of reception she would receive. The door opened and the occupant looked surprised.

“I’m sorry,” Molly choked out. “I didn’t know where else to go.”


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