molly can come too

  • Baby Holmes: ...
  • Baby Holmes: *swallows* Daddy?
  • Sherlock: *stops pacing* Yes?
  • Baby Holmes: *bows his head* Will the new baby like me?
  • Sherlock: *shrugs* I don't know.
  • Baby Holmes: *lip wobbles*
  • Sherlock: *lifts his son into his arms* I don't know if she'll like me either.
  • Baby Holmes: *mumbles into his dad's shirt* Do you think our chances are good?
  • Sherlock: *worried* Yours are better than mine.
  • Baby Holmes: *sad* I want her to like me.
  • Sherlock: *nods* Me too.
  • Baby Holmes: *looks up* What are we going to do if she doesn't like us?
  • Sherlock: *hugs his son* We'll have to go, Hamish. Just the two of us. Mummy will be forced to raise the baby and we can live with Uncle John and Aunt Mary. Mummy could see us at weekends.
  • Baby Holmes: ...
  • -5 minutes later-
  • Molly: *holding her stomach* Right, I've got the bag-
  • Sherlock: *holding his crying son*
  • Molly: *exasperated* What did you say to him?
  • Sherlock: *cuddling his son; hurrying downstairs* Just get in the car.
6

Moses // Buffy

It is always different. It’s always complicated. And at some point, someone has to draw the line, and that is always going to be me. You get down on me for cutting myself off, but in the end the Slayer is always cut off. There’s no mystical guidebook, no all-knowing council. Human rules don’t apply. There’s only me. I am the law.

Due to Recent Rumors

  Walking out of the back of the small cafe you worked at you tied your small, black waist apron on just like any other day. You stuck your hands into the two front pockets, in one hand letting some loose paper clips slip through your fingers and in the other your fingers wrapped around your small notepad for orders and a pencil.

 As you walked out into the dining area you smiled at a few customers that you had seated before your break. They were still preoccupied with what was on their laptop screens, just like any other day, giving you the freedom to walk behind the counter, grab a white coffee cup, and place the glass cup down in front of your friend who was visiting you at work. “You really need to get out of here,” She, Molly, said as you poured her a fresh cup of black coffee.

 “What do you mean? I love it here,” You said, forcing a reassuring smile.

 “Please. I know that fake smile anywhere and whenever I see it on you, in here, I know it needs a break,” Molly said pushing away the black coffee.  

 “I would have thought getting free coffee would be delightful for you,” You chuckled leaning up against the counter.

 “If the coffee was actually made by you then yes,” Molly said making your real smile appear. “But you need to get out there. You need to start acting again.”

 “I told you I put that behind me after that last play I did. I still cannot get over the whole director thing,” You said shaking your head. The door opened and two men walked in.

 “You’re living in a flat that you can barely afford and I don’t remember the last time I actually saw you eat,” Molly said looking back at the men and freezing.

 “What?” You asked grabbing your notepad and pencil.

 “Alright, there’s something I need to confess,” Molly said turning around, in a panic all of the sudden.

 “What did you do?” You asked crossing your arms.

 “Remember when you gave me those head shots to dispose of? Well, I didn’t actually get rid of all of them. I was on my way to the dump when I walked past this place that was looking for actors, like under the table. They didn’t want anyone to know about it. Well, I walked in and handed these guys your headshot and they seemed pretty interested. They said they would meet up with you someday,” Molly said, almost slurring her words togethers. After fixing your sleeves on your white blouse you crossed your arms and looked at your friend in panic.

 “No one had come up to me about anything,” You said taking at step away as the men took a seat at the counter.

 “Wait,” Molly hisses as you turned your back to her.

 “Hello gentelmen. Can I get you anything to start off with? Coffee? A muffin?” You asked with a smile on your face and the graphite tip of your pencil to your notepad.

 “A black coffee would be great,” one of the gentlemen said.

 “And a cinnamon muffin,” the second one added. You wrote down the two orders and quickly went to work. As you poured the cup of coffee for the gentlemen you looked up and saw them studying you.

 “Is there anything else I can help you with?” You asked putting the pot down and putting a plate in front of the second gentlemen.

 “I’m sorry. Let me introduce myself. I’m Linus and this is Parker,” the first gentlemen said, causing Molly to cringe in the corner.

 “Well Linus. Parker. It’s nice to meet the two of you,” You said nodding.

 “Are you (Y/N)?” Parker asked as you put his muffin in front of you.

 “Yes,” You said nodding.

 “Is Molly around?” Linus asked. “We spoke to her on the phone.”

 “Molly,” You said turning to her.

 “Gentlemen,” Molly said walking up to the spare seat next to Linus. “I thought we said two thirty. It’s two fifteen.”

 “What’s going on?” You asked pointing at Linus and Parker.

 “We want to hire you,” Parker blurted out.

 “Excuse me?” You asked taking a step back.

 “What my partner is trying to say is that you got the part,” Linus explained.

 “What part?” You asked looking at Molly.

 “The part is for a celebrities girlfriend,” Molly said leaning against the counter. “Look, I know it’s not your thing but the gig doesn’t last long and there’s really good pay.”

 “I’m sorry. I don’t act anymore,” You said turning to Linus and Parker.

 “You don’t understand. The boys picked you out themselves,” Parker said standing up. “They didn’t have a picture of you. All they had was the information that was on the back of your headshot.”

 “I have a job here,” You said as Mark, your superior, walked out.

 “Oh great,” Molly mumbled.

 “I see Molly’s here again,” Mark said crossing his arms. “You know the rules, (Y/N). No friends are allowed to be in the cafe when you’re working, and you should be warring your hat at all times.”

 “Listen, Mark. I just came in here to get a cup of coffee,” Molly said reaching across the counter and pulling the coffee you had poured for her a bit earlier toward her. “You can’t keep me out if I am a paying customer.”

 “Did you actually pay for that?” Mark asked raising an eyebrow. Molly, thinking on her toes, pulled out a twenty from her pockets and slid the money over to you.

 “I have now,” She whispered. Sighing, Mark rolled his eyes and walked out into the dining area.

 “What a weenie,” Molly sighed. “Look, if you took this job you wouldn’t have to deal with Mark anymore, and you would be making triple what you’re making here.”

 “Also, you would have to go out to clubs, dinners, award shows, and different parts of the world,” Linus said with a smile on his face.

 “That’s covered by us,” Parker said smiling.

 “I haven’t even gotten a chance to think about it,” You said grabbing your hat from under the counter.

 “Just meet the boys first. Then you can make a decision,” Parker suggested standing up. “Today at three.”

 “You don’t want to be at this cafe forever,” Molly said, nudging you toward the right answer.

 “Hat,” Mark said from behind your customers.

 “Oh my god Mark! Can you just give me a minute?” Molly yelled turning around and looking at your supervisor and grabbing everyone’s attention.

 “Three it is,” You said nodding, Mark staring you down.

                                     -                         -                      -

 “I cannot believe you did this,” You said putting the twenty Molly gave you into your pocket.

 “So there’s no chance of me getting that back?” Molly said scratching the side of her neck as she watched you stuff her money into your pocket.

 “After what you did? Not a chance,” You chuckled. “Out of all the things you could have done you choose this?”

 “I was just watching out for you,” Molly said opening the door of the studio. “You’re going to have so much fun. You’ve always wanted to travel and learn about music.”

 “That doesn’t mean I want to pretend to date a celebrity,” You quietly hissed as you walked up to the counter.

 “Names?” the receptionist asked when she looked up from her phone.

 “(Y/N) and Molly,” Molly said before pushing away from the counter and dragging you toward the lift.

 “Celebrities are usually self-centered, mean, and just awful,” You said crossing your arms and leaning against the back of the lift.

 “And this is based on all the celebrities you know,” Molly said pulling her phone out. “Let me call Justin Bieber and Leonardo DiCaprio so we can get a bite to eat.”

 “Haha. Very funny,” You grunted. When the doors opened you pushed off of the lift wall and walked out into the lobby with crossed arms.

 “You’re here,” Linus said walking up.

 “Did you think we weren’t going to show?” Molly asked, a little hurt.

 “Part of me did,” Parker said waving for the two to follow him.

 “It’s not like I’m here willingly,” You whispered as you and Molly followed Parked through several hallways, finally stopping at a conference room. “Wait, I still don’t know who we’re seeing,” You said when you heard several different voices in the room.

 “You’re about to find out,” Molly whispered before walking in. Nervous, you looked at Parker before walking into the room, all voices stopping when four guys saw you.

 “Oh no,” You said looking at them and then at Molly.

 “They’re not that bad,” Parker said walking in and closing the door.

 “Yeah,” Michael, the one with the unusually colored hair, said standing up.  

 “I wish there was time to change,” You whispered looking down at your work uniform, a white button up top with black tie and black slacks.

 “Oh good. I was worried you wore that all of the time,” Luke, the one with the lip ring, said looking up from his phone.

 “What? Of course not. I actually have a job that I have to wear a uniform for,” You said placing your hands on your hips, showing a small bit of sass.

 “She’ll do,” Luke said looking you up and down, making you feel a bit uncomfortable.

 “Actually, we need to wait for her answer,” Parker said pulling out a chair for you to sit down in. Looking at the boys you saw everyone, except one, looking at you.

 “No,” You said before turning around and walking out of the conference room.

 “What was that?” Molly asked, quickly tailing you.

 “I don’t want to associate with them. All they want is to use me and I am assuming that the one that actually needs me is Luke, and he’s not even paying attention to what is happening,” You said turning around and walking backwards. “I don’t care about the money. I am not going to put myself through that.”

 “Please. Just do this for me,” Molly pleased. “You owe me.”

 “Why do you want this?” You asked stopping in place.

 “I have my reasons,” Molly said crossing her arms and standing tall. Staring at each other you finally nodded making Molly jump in delight. Following Molly back into the conference room she explained that you were actually going to take the job.

 “Good,” Luke said standing up. “We’re going out tomorrow night. Molly, you can come, but you should probably wear something dressy but not too dressy.”

 “What if I don’t have that?” You asked shifting your weight, feeling a bit embarrassed.

 “I was afraid you would say that,” Luke groaned. “Just what the best you can. I’ll text you the details.”

 “Uh, I don’t text,” You said.

 “Fine. We will pick you up at eight,” Luke said before leaving the room. Michael, Ashton, and Calum sat still taking a moment before Luke was out of hearing range.

 “He will take a bit to get used to,” Ashton explained.

 “So he’s not a major asshole all the time?” You asked making Molly chuckle.

 “Not all of the time. Most of the time though,” Calum said standing up. He walked over to you and held his hand out, “I’m Calum.”

 “Nice to meet you,” You said quickly shaking his hand and then Michael’s and then, finally, Ashton’s.

 “We will see you tomorrow,” Michael said with a smile before walking out. When everyone left and it was only you, Molly, and Parker you turned to Molly.

When you saw her smile you knew that what was going to happened next, you were not going to like.

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