{"id":238494,"date":"2013-12-11T01:15:29","date_gmt":"2013-12-11T01:15:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2013\/12\/11\/i-want-greatness-for-molly-hooper\/"},"modified":"2013-12-11T01:15:29","modified_gmt":"2013-12-11T01:15:29","slug":"i-want-greatness-for-molly-hooper","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2013\/12\/11\/i-want-greatness-for-molly-hooper\/","title":{"rendered":"I want greatness for Molly Hooper."},"content":{"rendered":"

mrsmarymorstan<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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youarebeingshaggedbyarareparrot<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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I want these two years to have made Molly a woman you wouldn\u2019t want to cross. Not her or any of her people.<\/p>\n

These two years will have been tense and long. She\u2019ll see how many people actually do depend on her, how many shelter in the folds of that over bleached and care worn lab coat. She take steps to protect them, from the quiet and still of her stainless steel fortress.\u00a0<\/p>\n

She\u2019ll visit Mrs Hudson for tea and biscuites on quiet afternoons after John moves out. The pair of them will go shopping in Covert Garden and Mrs Hudson will heal a little faster and stronger for having a surroget daughter.<\/p>\n

She\u2019ll call in on Sherlock\u2019s homeless network. She doesn\u2019t have his financial resources, still trying to clear student debts as she is but she\u2019ll do what she can. She fix broken bones and bath and dress sores, treat frostbite and chill blains when it gets bitter that second winter he\u2019s gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n

She\u2019ll have to keep her distance from Greg, no matter how hard it kills her. She\u2019d grown to love him, she really had. And she knows one long look into his face will be enough to crack her resolve and have her sobbing and begging for forgiveness. She\u2019d hardly looked away from his broken and betrayed expression at the funeral and remembers tasting blood for most of the grave side services. But she can\u2019t do that, there are too many lives at stake and the bleeding of her own heart will just have to be managed for now.<\/p>\n

John, John keeps his distance from her. And she doesn\u2019t blame him. After all, if Sherlock couldn\u2019t see what she was worth until he stood on the knife\u2019s edge, how on earth was John to know. Hell, she didn\u2019t really know herself until Sherlock had gripped her arms, laying his blooded forehead on her thin shoulder and pleaded and thanked her in a broken whisper. And she is just another reminder of the man. But she sees him, going about what she supposed he considered a normal life. Mousy and still, Molly knows now that she can go unnoicted by many if there is something more distracting going on, Jim had over looked her completely and they had share a bed. That thought still makes the bile rise in her. But John was so lonely, and starved of interaction. She as a lonely soul herself can see it, and can see it in others. Mary hasn\u2019t stopped thanking Molly for sort of, kind of introducing them. It was a morning of manoveuring and shadowing around the clinic and the deli half way between it and the school Mary\u2019s currently teaching at. And Molly didn\u2019t really do anything other than observe and calculate John\u2019s lunch breaks where he will walk to the deli, order tea and nothing else and proceed to hardly drink it and then be late and then absent from the arranged lunch meet up with her friend. Mary did all the actual work. But she\u2019s threatening Molly with bridesmaid\u2019s duty should the need ever arise.<\/p>\n

Molly\u2019s so happy for them both, the sort of happy that aches even as you smile. The sort of happy that she hopes will allow everyone to heal and come together more, even if the hurried texted messages from unknown numbers tell her the tide will once again come in.<\/p>\n

But with the tide coming in, it also brings in things. Dangerous things. Things, that move like spiders and start to prowl certain homesteads of the old city that deserved to be left well alone. She\u2019s seen him, trailing Mary and John, and she\u2019s seen those eyes, that expression, before. Like the man ought to be looking down the length of a gun barrel. Molly knows what she is seeing and she won\u2019t let that happen again.<\/p>\n

She\u2019ll take few notes out of The Woman\u2019s book. She\u2019ll play what has been seen in her for years. She will be that \u2018weak link\u2019, she let him get closer to the intended target. She bumps into him in the street, all low cut blouse with a peek of negligee and pretty blushing. She\u2019ll be beguilling eyes and soft smiles.<\/p>\n

She\u2019ll watch him as he watches John through the sights he\u2019s itching to level at him. She\u2019ll have Mycroft\u2019s number on speed dail, she\u2019ll keep her\u00a0long knife tapped to the underside of her side of the bed. She\u2019ll watch the tiger hunt in it\u2019s concrete cage. She can wait.\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

a) I LOVE THE IDEA OF MOLLY BEING THE ONE TO BRING DOWN MORAN YES PLEASE\u00a0<\/p>\n

b) Yes Lestrolly Good<\/p>\n

c) MOLLY SETTING JOHN AND MARY UP YES GOOD HIGH FIVES ALL ROUND<\/p>\n

d) Molly Fucking Hooper.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

mrsmarymorstan: youarebeingshaggedbyarareparrot: I want these two years to have made Molly a woman you wouldn\u2019t want to cross. Not her or any of her people. These two years will have been tense and long. She\u2019ll see how many people actually do depend on her, how many shelter in the folds of that over bleached and … <\/p>\n

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