:: TOTAL SHAMBLES, AS PER USUAL
Sherlock: *pacing back and forth, alternating between anxiously glancing at his laptop and checking his watch*
John: *drumming his fingers on the bench* Will you stop it? You're driving me mad.
Sherlock: *still pacing* I can't help it. She's never late.
John: It's only been ten minutes.
Sherlock: *rummaging for his phone* I calling Graham.
John: *shakes his head* So she went out last night-
Sherlock: *fidgeting* Yes, without my knowledge. I hadn't had him checked, he could be anyone. She hasn't updated her blog, any of her social media, called, text. Anything could have happened to her.
John: *shrugs* She might have got lucky.
Sherlock: *glares at him*
John: *rolls his eyes* Or murdered. Who knows?
Sherlock: *dialling* He wouldn't dare.
Molly: *hurries into the lab; pulling on her lab coat, out of breath*
Molly: *notices them and smiles* Oh, hi. Sorry I'm late...traffic, you know. That, and my stupid phone broke...
Sherlock: *sweeps her up into a tight hug; murmuring into her hair, relieved* Thank you for not sleeping with the murderer.
Molly: *confused; glances at John*
John: *mouths* Tough morning.
Molly: *awkwardly pats his back* Um, okay...
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