‘Meow’ Chapter 19: Reprieve
JUST PURE UNADULTERATED FLUFF.
p.s. chapter 20 will be the epilogue so yay!
Sherlock had only slept for a couple of hours that night. He spent most of the time listening to Molly’s steady breathing, pressing the occasional kiss into her hair. The nurse had come in to check up on him, careful not to wake her up.
“Mm, Sherlock?” Molly asked after the nurse had left.
“Good morning,” he smiled.
“How are you feeling?” she questioned, worry in her eyes.
“I’m just fine, Molly, I promise. A bit sore, but it’s to be expected,” Sherlock answered. Molly’s phone pinged and she slipped it out of her pocket.
On our way to the hospital. Shooter was arrested btw. I knew that Magnussen guy was bad news. Bringing you and Sherlock clothes. Anything else you need? -MM
Journal please. And thank you so much, Mary. –MH
Sure, no problem. Be there soon. xx –MM
“Everything alright?” he asked.
“Yeah, just fine. John and Mary are coming by with fresh clothes for us. The shooter was found and arrested,” Molly informed him.
“Well, that’s good news,” he groaned as he shifted on the bed. “Who was it?”
“Careful, love,” Molly remarked. “Charles Magnussen; you know, that creep who kept bothering Mary? Now, just take it easy today, please?”
“Not much I can do from here,” Sherlock chuckled.
“I know, I just worry too much I guess,” she replied. Sherlock took her hand in his, squeezing it affectionately.
“Not too much. Thank you for taking care of me,” he spoke softly.
“Hey there you two,” Mary piped up as she and John walked in.
“Hey,” Molly and Sherlock said in unison.
“You owe me a cuppa,” Molly laughed.
“I’m the one who was shot,” Sherlock joked.
“Oh, alright, you win then,” she told him, rolling her eyes playfully.
“Very cute,” Mary smiled. John cleared his throat awkwardly. “I wasn’t sure what you’d be most comfortable in, but I brought jeans, a tank top and a cardigan. Oh and of course, your journal.”
“Thank you, Mary, I appreciate it,” Molly responded, disappearing into the bathroom to change.