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Molly smiled as she stood in the door way to her bedroom and watched Sherlock. He was sitting on the corner of her queen sized bed looking out the window. She felt her smile grow as she looked at his blue robe that matched the one she was wearing. Sherlock had gotten Molly a matching one after she insisted on always stealing his. Of course she switched the new one and Sherlock’s out regularly when Sherlock wasn’t looking so she always had one that smelled like him. Although she was pretty sure Sherlock knew, Sherlock always knew, even if he never said anything. “What are you thinking about?” she asked softly as she crawled up onto the bed next to him.
“Nothing.” He replied absently without looking at her.
“Sherlock come on tell me. We are together now.” Molly sighed wrapping an arm around him and pressing a kiss to his cheek.
“We may be together now, but for how long?” Sherlock mumbled without looking at her.
“I don’t know about human relationships or feelings, my own or anyone else.”
Molly let out a giggle. “I know that already and I don’t care. I Love you,” Molly said. She pushed Sherlock’s curls away from his eyes. “And you know I already know that.”
Sherlock sighed. Sometimes he missed when Molly couldn’t stand up to him like this but that had pretty much stopped when they had gotten together. Now Molly almost always got what she wanted and Sherlock was usually happy to give to her. Usually. “But um do you ever want what John and Mary have.”
Molly frowned confused. We love each other just as much as Mary and John love each other,” she hesitated for a moment. “Don’t we?”
“Yes! Yes! I just…I just meant you know the other stuff.” Sherlock's deep voice stumbled over his words hurriedly.
“You mean a baby. Sherlock, you think I want a baby.” Molly looked wide eyed at him at this new revelation. Thinking back Sherlock had been acting weird ever since they had gotten back from visiting John and Mary’s new baby in the hospital.
“Well a family, safety, a life. A chance to not get killed because of who you were in love with.” Molly slid onto Sherlock’s lap and looked him in the eyes.
“I may have wanted that at one point but that all changed when I met you. I don’t want any of that without you. I only want what I can have with you,” She finished crashing her lips into his and running her hands down his back.
Sherlock pulled away with a grin “I love you.” Molly giggled as he pulled her back onto the bed to continue with the activities that were now consuming both of their minds.