#fqotd

Molly did not smile, merely furrowed her brow before she went back to reading with her mother. Mrs. Hooper’s voice had grown softer, weaker and yet she was still trying for her daughter.

She could only stare in horror at that, while Sherlock looked more than up for the challenge and replies with an enthusiastic "I could raise an armada should the need arise."

(Sherlock and Molly's relationship summarised)

Her eyes were blue.

His heart pounded in his chest, mouth going dry as he stared down at the eyes that were nearly the same shade as his own. Molly's were brown as were William's yet the infant's was clearly blue. Palms sweating, he rubbed them against his suit jacket and panicked and hoped vainly.

"Her eyes are blue."

Mary laughed, eyes dancing as she played with Catherine's little foot. "Of course they are, silly! Most babies are born with blue eyes. They'll darken up soon enough. To brown maybe like your Mummy and Dada?"

There was no reason for the pain in his chest to nearly overwhelm him, but it did. Stiffly, he gathered up his coat and marched from the room not even bothering to mutter a goodbye.

"What's the matter with him?" William asked as he stomped away. There was only concern in his voice. There was no bounds for his hatred of that man.

"Too much baby, probably," Molly said with a chuckle. "Honestly, I'm surprised he stuck around as long as he did."

That hurt. More than the fact that Catherine's eyes would not remain blue. Texting Lestrade to demand a case, he burst out into the streets of London and put all thoughts of babies that shared his eyes and Molly's face out of his mind.

It wasn't hard at all to resist him. All she had to think about was her love for him, bubbling up like a lost brook underneath an expanse of ocean. All she had to do was love him and know that a complication such as "them" will break this current unstable version of himself even further. 

Loki leapt onto the sofa and was jumping up and down on the cushions as he read out, “How do I know that Molly Hooper is full of Beryllium, Gold, and Titanium? Observation, because she is Be-Au-Ti-Ful.” Loki stopped bouncing; he looked at Sherlock with a smirk. “Oh, that is lovely, just love – ARGH!”