Epilogue

'Oooh, this apple pie is fantastic, Mrs Hudson is really the best. Hmmm, Sherlock can I eat the leftover?' Molly was circling around the flat, dusting here and there with a rug in one hand and with a pie in the other.
'Of course.' Sherlock maundered.
'I'll ask Mrs H if she has some mustard.' Molly said and the last words were already sounding from downstairs. Sherlock frowned into his microscope, and then shrugged.

When Molly came back, with a slice of apple pie in her hand with mustard on it she chatted.
'Mrs Hudson fries delicious bacons. She brings some to us up soon. Molly cheerfully entered the living room to continue the tiding but suddenly felt exhausted so she lumped down on the sofa and fell asleep immediately. When she woke up she felt her stomach turning.
'What's this smell? This is horrible. Oh, my God! I am going to be sick.' with that Molly stormed into the bathroom followed by the worrying Sherlock.
'It's just the bacon you got from Mrs Hudson.' he said.
When they came out to the living room Molly has no energy for anything but laying on the couch. Sherlock brought her a glass of water and kneeled beside her with adoring expression.
'Oh, don't look at me like I was gorgeous wonderful creature. I know I look disgusting and ugly.' She rolled then closed her eyes.
'Yes, you are, but I love you. Both of you.' Molly's eyes snapped open and turned towards Sherlock.
'What? Do you think...? Oh, my God finally.' she reached out to hug her grinning husband.
'Well, you should do a test...'
'Oh, I will. I go to the pharmacy in this very moment.' she sat up and tried to stand up but Sherlock's strong hands held her steady.
'No, you just stay here, and have a rest. I go.' Sherlock grabbed his coat and scarf and Molly heard his hasty running downstairs.
'Sherlock!' she shouted. 'Would you please bring me some fish sticks and vanilla sauce?' After a minute hesitation Sherlock responded.
'Definitely no.' He smiled and stepped out. Molly leaned back on the couch.
'Maybe he is right, I shouldn't eat such strange combinations, should I?' she sighed and put her palm on her stomach smiling widely.

Soooo, happy ending...

Thanks for reading, really, I am happy to have your reviews, and follows, and favourites. It's very big thing to me to know that there are a few people in the word who I entertain with my writings even if English is not my first language. For my next fic I will put together the courage and find a beta, to make my story more enjoyable and to improve.

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Lanceletta