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pennywaltzy:(Banner by @strangelock221b)…And All The Men And Women Merely Players - Mycroft Holmes is not-so-subtly trying to make sure there’s a reconciliation between his youngest sibling Sherlock and his ex-wife, Molly Hooper, by forcing them to work together on a theatre project. But it isn’t all smooth sailing when his and Sherlock’s sister comes back from the States with a boyfriend who is the devil incarnate…and all hell is about to break loose.READ CHAPTER 1 | READ CHAPTER 7 | BUY ME A COFFEE?Dinner had been only the tiniest bit awkward, and it didn’t help that there was suddenly a space between the two of them he wasn’t sure he could fill without divulging secrets that didn’t belong to him. But he had to tell her. She had to know. And Janine had given her blessing, so there was that.He went and got the crème Brulee from the oven and brought one to Molly. She looked up with a smile. “You remembered!”“No matter how little money we had, there were always the ingredients for crème Brulee around,” he said. “I swear it’s the only confection I can make without destroying an oven.”She picked up her spoon and took a bite, a small moan escaping her lips. “Score one for the oven tonight.”He took his own dessert to his seat and watched her eat for a moment. “I need to tell you something,” he said when she was halfway done.She lowered the spoon to the table and then folded her hands into her lap. “Alright,” she said quietly.He paused for a moment and then got up to get more wine. Wine would help. “I am…rather close with Janine Hawkins. But our relationship has never what it has seemed. We are friends, nothing more, and we have been since I started to make a name for myself in London. A few years back, there was an actor who was working his way through all the ingenues and young starlets. Janine was one of his targets..”Molly’s eyes widened when he looked at her. “You mean that…?”“It was one night. Janine had more wine than she usually allows herself and she was having a wonderful time being flattered by him. He decided not to use protection and she didn’t protest. But one time was enough. She found out she was pregnant a week after he disappeared into thin air, having given her a fake name and fake mobile number. She wanted to keep the baby but needed a relationship to cover her indiscretion. I volunteered to take it so far as leaving her at the altar if need be.”“And you being named Russell’s father,” Molly said.Sherlock nodded. “I pay child support, and I let her take me to court to ensure it was a spectacle. But in reality, it’s merely money to help my friend raise her child in peace and quiet.”“So let me understand this,” Molly said slowly as Sherlock poured her wine as well. “Janine is not an ex-flame. Russell is not your son.”“Correct,” Sherlock said.“Russell’s actual father is someone who seduced Janine and then ran off?”“And now Janine has the potential of marrying a man who loves Russell as much as I do, and she’s telling him the same thing I just told you,” he said with a nod as he handed her his glass. “Tonight, hopefully.”Molly took a long swallow of the wine. “But you don’t…?”“I only ever wanted a family with you,” he said quietly. “Janine’s parents are very conservative, but not so much that they mind an unwed woman who was abandoned by the father of the child so long as they were contemplating marriage. So when she found out she was pregnant she begged me to put my acting skills to use and convince her family I would do right by her and then call off the wedding. But truth be told, I couldn’t completely pull off the abandonment part.”“You aren’t in love with her, are you?”“No,” he said. “But I am head over heels for my godson. Have been since I heard his heartbeat for the first time.” He watched Molly relax. “Would it have really made a difference if Russell was mine?”“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I mean, you and I…and the miscarriage..and then to hear you had a child, I’ll admit it was a blow. But I still loved you. I was just in so much pain.”“Well, you do realize this is a lie you’ll have to be a part of if there’s a reconciliation,” he replied. “But I think you’ll make a wonderful stepmother for a start, and then…we’ll see.”Molly gave him a smile, something fond and soft. “You wanted a family so badly, Sherlock. If I can’t give you one, will it matter?”“There’s foster care, adoption, surrogacy…if there’s anything at all we can do we’ll do it together, as we should have before,” he said, setting his glass down and reaching for her hand, lacing his fingers between hers. He was surprised to see she still wore the birthstone ring he had given her, and he made a note to himself should he ever be lucky enough to marry her again, she’d get new rings. Better than the nearly microscopic diamond solitaire he’d managed to scrape together the money for, but nothing gaudy. Just something that was truly her.She ran her finger against his wedding band and looked up at him. “Sherlock?”“Yes?” he asked.“I don’t have to go home tonight,” she said.After a moment he stepped closer as she stood from her seat and he let go of her hand, pulling her into a loose embrace. He looked down at her and saw nothing but a shining love in her eyes. “Then don’t leave my side until we have to go to the theatre tomorrow,” he murmured. “And let me show you how much I missed you.”“I would like that,” she said before raising up on her toes and kissing him softly. For the first time since she had left all those years ago, he felt whole again, as though the space in him was finally filled. She fit against him as he pulled her closer as if she was the last remaining piece to a puzzle and he didn’t want to let her go, but a shag on the floor of the dining area was not in the picture tonight. No, he wanted to lavish her with attention and make her realize she was, had been, and always would be the woman who owned his heart.The cry of a child interrupted his plans, and Molly let out a soft chuckle. “Your godson?”“Let me introduce you properly,” he said, pulling back and taking her hand, leading her to Russell’s room. He opened the door and saw Russell in his crib, standing up and crying in the dim night of the nightlight. He turned on the main light and Russell’s cries softened. “You aren’t alone, and we’ll see if you need your nappy changed or need a meal.”“He’s gorgeous,” Molly said softly, watching them.“His mother is very pretty, so I like to say he got his good looks from her and not the bastard,” Sherlock said. “Molly, this is Russell Hawkins, my godson, and your potential fake stepson should we actually get to that point again.”Russell gave her a toothy grin and Molly reached over with a smile, letting him grasp her finger. “He’s adorable, too.”“Yes, he is. We joke that he definitely did not get my personality.” He turned to her. “I’ll understand if you want to go back tot he apartment tonight. He sleeps well, but there are moments.”“No,” Molly said, shaking her head before looking at him. “I’m right where I want to be.”Sherlock felt his heart swell with those words and then he turned his attention to Russell and his needs. This boded well for things in the future… -- source link
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