Multi-Fandom One Shots

Song One-Shot-Sherlock: Better Off Dead-Sleeping with Sirens

This is my first fan-fic so cringe and judge all you want.

-TS

Molly had just walked into the morgue and Sherlock popped out of nowhere, asking to see a body. 'Of course', Molly thought, mentally rolling her eyes,'He always has to do this to me.'

"Hello, Molly, did you hear me?" Sherlock questions

"Oh-uh-ya. Sorry" she replies getting to work. Sherlock huffed in frustration as Molly ran into him trying to get the body ready for him.'Ugh.Why does he have to be such a prick?' Molly thought as she pulled the sheet back that covered the body.
"You know where to find me if you need anything." Molly said to Sherlock as she made her way to the door, heading to her office to do her autopsy reports. He didn't reply and just continued his work.
"okay then." Molly mumbled under her breath as she stepped into the hall.
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After getting lunch and taking it back to her office, Molly sat at her desk chipping away at the stack of reports she had to fill out. Sherlock walked right through her office on his way out and knocked the papers, on accident, off Molly's desk and didn't even stay to help.
"Maybe I'll be better off dead then." Molly whispered to herself trying not to scream and throw something at the wall. Molly stood up and started to pick up the papers when she felt someone staring at her. She just ignored it because it was probably just her imagination.
"Well then, I guess I really am dead to him." Molly said to herself, sighing she continued her work. Paperwork was something Molly always despised because it was so boring. 'Damn Molly, you're starting to sound like Sherlock' she thought to herself as tried to focus on her work. Was she? He was such an arse and beyond rude, but he still had a good side. She saw it in him sometimes. She even saw him look sad and depressed when John wasn't around but when he was Sherlock hid it deep, deep down. Molly had started to get lost in thought but had to snap herself out of her trance so she could finish the work and get the hell out of there. She was her last paper when she heard something fall to the floor in the morgue. 'What in the world?' Molly thought as she silently entered the morgue. She walked to the center of the room and looked everywhere. The only thing that was out of place was a broken beaker that someone stupidly left on the edge of the counter. Rolling her eyes, Molly cleaned the broken beaker muttering to herself about how people kept leaving things in the wrong place.

8:30.

"Time to go home."Molly said to herself, relieved that she could go home and sleep. Just as she was locking up the lab Sherlock comes rushing in saying something about needing to work on a case.

"Get out."Molly snarled at him, wanting the day to end so badly.

"What?" Sherlock gave her a look of surprise and confusion.

"I said get out." she repeated louder and more forcefully. Molly stood aside to show Sherlock the door and said,"Out. Now."

"Molly, I need to work on a case. Don't you understand the importance of this case." he whined, wondering why Molly was acting this way.

'Dear god, help me not kill him.' Molly thought to herself as she fought the urge to punch him.

"Sherlock, I said no, so get your sorry arse out of the lab before I have you removed. I am sick and tired of being pushed around by you, and right now I am resisting the urge to punch you." Molly was nearly yelling at him. Tear were welling up in her eyes, her knees felt weak,"I feel like sometimes I would be better off dead." she mumbled as she turned her back to Sherlock.
"I'm sorry. I'm just tired that's all." Molly said as she looked at the ground and closed her eyes in shame for snapping at Sherlock. Molly felt Sherlock pull her into a hug. At first she was reluctant but she gave in and cried into his chest.
"I'm sorry, Sherlock." Molly whispered trying hard to avoid his eyes, Sherlock lifted Molly's head and made her look up at him. She had tears swimming in her eyes which fell and Sherlock wiped away with his thumb. Molly then broke out into a fit of laughter.
"What? What did I do?" Sherlock looked just plain confused.
"I'm sorry. Again." Molly was still recovering from her fit of giggles,"It's just, Sherlock Holmes, hugging me. I'm at a lost of words the the Sherlock Holmes is hugging someone."
Sherlock chuckled with a smirk tugging on his lips. Molly punched him playfully in the shoulder and he winced as though it hurt. Molly just burst into an another fit of laughter.
I am so sorry that this one shot was crappy and I will add more from fandoms and other ships so don't worry. Thanks for reading this crappy writing and I will try and add more one shots.
-TS