Sherlock's mind worked overtime as he analyzed the shoes. This was starting to become dish a fun case, but something about it had a vaguely familiar feeling...

Sherlock bantered with John as he waited for the machine to analyze the sample Sherlock had input. Why couldn't John see he was busy?

Sherlock looked up from the microscope as Molly walked into the room. A machine beeped signaling Sherlock had found a match.
"Any luck?" Molly chirped.
"Oh yes!" Sherlock exclaimed.

"Oh sorry I didn't..." A small voice was heard.

"Jim, hi! Come in come in! Jim, this is Sherlock Holmes... and erm... sorry." Molly said awkwardly.

"John Watson. hi." John said politely.

"Hi. So you're Sherlock Holmes. Molly's told me all about you. You on one of your cases?" The strangely familiar voice asks.

"Jim works in IT upstairs, that's how we met. office romance." Molly beamed. 

Sherlock looked up from the microscope again annoyed that these introductions were taking up valuable case time. Only to meet the eyes of Richard Brooke.
Sherlock struggled to keep a neutral face.

"Gay." Sherlock says indifferently. 
"Sorry, what?" Molly asks.
"Nothing um hey." Sherlock says nodding to Richard.

"Hi..." Jim said smiling creepily.

Sherlock's senses were on high alert as 'Jim' stared at him. He tried not to let him see how shaken he was. At least (Sherlock thought ) Keyland was in  Ireland which should be out of his reach. Sherlock jumped as 'Jim ' dropped a dish on the ground.
"Sorry, sorry." He said placing the dish back on the table...Well I'd better be off...I'll see you at the fox about six-ish?" Jim addressed Molly.

"Yeah." She smiled.

" Bye. It was nice to meet you." 'Jim' says.
Sherlock didn't bother to respond so John stepped in.
"You too." He said with a curt nod.
...
" What do you mean gay? We are together?!?" Molly denied. Sherlock knew what he had to do.

"And domestic bliss must suit you Molly. You've put on three pounds since I last saw you." Sherlock said not bothering to look at her.

"Two and a half." Molly said with a dangerous look on her face.

"No, three." Sherlock argued.

"Sherlock..." John said trying to regain control of the situation.

"He is not gay!Why do you have to spoil! He's not." Molly exclaimed.

"With that level of personal grooming!" Sherlock laughed.

"Because he puts product in his hair!?, I put product in my hair!" John says.
"You wash your hair there is a difference. No this was different tinted eye-lashes clear signs of taurine cream around the frown line, those tired Clubbers' eyes. and there there is his underwear." Sherlock deduced.
" His underwear?!" Molly exclaims. 

"Visible above the waistline. Very visible, very particular brand. that Plus the extremely suggestive fact that he left his number under this pan. And I'd say you'd better break it off now and save yourself the pain," Sherlock chuckles. This was really for the best as he had to keep her safe.

Molly ran out of the room.

"Charming well done." John said facetiously. 

"Just saving her time wasn't that kinder?" Sherlock says.

"Kinder? no no Sherlock that wasn't kind." John says laughing in disbelief. 

Okay time to change the subject as John must be protected too,

Hey John, look shoes!

He would keep John and everyone in the dark until he could figure out what Richard was up to...

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A/N This may be trash but i'm so tired g'night ok bye.