HELP! Seems like I can't stop writing Molly / Sherlock drabbles
Inspired by KT Tunstall's The Girl and The Ghost
The Girl and the Ghost
He breezes in like three years hadn’t passed. John follows but gives her that look. That “I can’t believe you lied to me” look. She hopes he will forgive her eventually.
It’s still the same, that fluttery feeling in the pit of her stomach. The momentary breathlessness and the short-circuiting of her brain. And then systems return to normal and she’s Molly Hooper again and he’s Sherlock Holmes. She’s the girl who kept the secret and he’s the ghost who’s been haunting them all. But he’s not a ghost, is he? He’s here. He’s here again, in the lab, just like before.
She grins, because this is mad. This is absolutely mad.
And Sherlock grins back at her. Because it’s a joke that they share. She doubts that John would find it funny. (She’s not quite sure what the joke is, to be honest, but she feels like laughing.)
It’s all so familiar, all this. Everything is like it used to be. She’s alive again.
The Girl and the Ghost
He breezes in like three years hadn’t passed. John follows but gives her that look. That “I can’t believe you lied to me” look. She hopes he will forgive her eventually.
It’s still the same, that fluttery feeling in the pit of her stomach. The momentary breathlessness and the short-circuiting of her brain. And then systems return to normal and she’s Molly Hooper again and he’s Sherlock Holmes. She’s the girl who kept the secret and he’s the ghost who’s been haunting them all. But he’s not a ghost, is he? He’s here. He’s here again, in the lab, just like before.
She grins, because this is mad. This is absolutely mad.
And Sherlock grins back at her. Because it’s a joke that they share. She doubts that John would find it funny. (She’s not quite sure what the joke is, to be honest, but she feels like laughing.)
It’s all so familiar, all this. Everything is like it used to be. She’s alive again.