Prompting Part XXIV
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Molly Hooper feels like she is losing her mind, just a little.
The weight of her secret is bowing her down, and she finds it hard to look people in the eye when she speaks to them. It feels like everything she says is a lie, even if it isn’t.
She has taken it upon herself to keep an eye on John. Not for Sherlock, though he often texts her to reap the benefits of her vigilance. It’s for her own sanity. She needs to know that John is safe and surviving, needs to be there for him even if he doesn’t know it. She organizes her work schedule around his as best she can, and resolutely pushes labels like stalking out of her mind. It kills her to watch John hobble through the days, but at least she has concrete answers to Sherlock’s questions.
What did he do today?
SH
He went to work. Stopped at
Tesco on the way home.
The chip and pin machine
worked fine.
<3Molly
The texts showed up on a more or less regular basis, and usually from a different number each time. Molly dutifully recounts John’s activities, even when it’s the exact same as the last time he asked. Molly can also tell when Sherlock is feeling especially lonely. He’s painfully easy to read, when it comes to John.
Has he smiled today?
S
The answer is always no, and Molly needs one avenue in her life to be honest in.
He hasn’t smiled in months.
<3Molly
The sideways hearts are more reflex now than anything. She does love Sherlock, but she hates him too, most of the time.
John doesn’t do anything outside of work. He doesn’t go to the pub, he never eats out, even regular trips to Tesco are done with minimal human contact. He never notices her as he goes back and forth with his menial business, but then, Molly rather suspects that John doesn’t notice much anymore. She feels a bit foolish, tailing the poor man (what for? Even if he were in danger, the best Molly could do was dial the mysterious number marked M that Sherlock had entered into her contacts before he left). But it is her penance, she thinks, to watch the devastation that Sherlock’s - and by proxy, her own - deception has unleashed on John Watson.
Then one icy Tuesday in mid-January John is not at his Tube station on time to get to work. Molly waits for twenty minutes and ends up late for work, but John doesn’t show. It is odd, but not unprecedented. John’s immune system has taken a turn for the worse, with the weather and his lack of regard for himself. He’s been plagued with two colds and one flu in six months, and had made his stalwart way to work even when ill. He’d begged off three days in total, all at the height of the contagious periods of illness. Molly imagines this is less to do with his own comfort and more to do with the safety of his patients. In some things, John hasn’t changed at all.
Captcha!Mycroft says "Holmes hedwauy". Yes, I suppose Holmes is making headway.
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Moments before, she’d been re-reading the last text she’d received from Sherlock, two days before (He didn’t show. S) and wondering if maybe something more than the obvious was wrong with John. Therefore, the sight of him leaning over a body that hadn’t been there when she left threw her for a loop. She reflexively shoved her mobile into the pocket of her lab coat.
“Hey, Molly,” said Lestrade. Molly hadn’t even noticed him standing next to John. John’s eyes flick up to meet hers.
It is strange to have his gaze on her again after so long avoiding it. The sight of those deep blue eyes makes her want to break down sobbing and tell him everything. Anything to make the gauntness in his cheeks and the hollowness of his expression go away.
Instead, she says: “Um, hi.”
John’s attention goes back to the body, and Molly breathes again.
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So, there is at least some support. Keep it up!! SOOOO GOOD.
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