Molly Hooper did what she did every day, she got up, got dressed, went to work and pined over a man who didn't want her unless he needed a dead body or a cup of coffee.

Molly always tried to look nice for Sherlock Holmes but he never seemed to notice.

Everyday Sherlock walked in, threw his coat at her and quickly went to the nearest microscope.

Still Molly hung up his coat then slowly approached Sherlock and smiled.

"Morning Sherlock."

"Morning." He replied not looking at her.

"Can I get you anything?" She asked.

He looked up at her and said. "Yes, two coffees."

Molly looked at him strangely. "Two?"

Sherlock nodded. "Yes, a friend of mine is coming to visit here."

"Oh, who is it?" Molly asked.

Sherlock grinned. "You'll see. He should be here any minute."

Suddenly there was a whirring groaning sound.

"Ah, he's here." Sherlock smiled standing from his seat.

A blue police box slowly appeared; Molly's eyes widen. "What is that?"

Sherlock just smirked.

Then the door opened and a tall thin man wearing a pinstripe suit stepped out smiling.

"Sherlock!" He went over to shake his hand.

"Doctor it so good to see you, again!"

Then he turned to Molly. "You must Molly Hooper!"

Molly was too scared to speak and just stared at him.

"Quiet isn't she?" He chuckled.

"Sorry, um who are you?" She asked.

Sherlock put his hand on the Doctor's shoulder. "Molly this an old friend of mine the Doctor."

"Uh, nice to meet you." Molly smiled.

"Nice to meet you too Molly and any friend of Sherlock's is a friend of mine." He smiled.

Molly blushed causing Sherlock to roll his eyes.

"Anyway Doctor ready to look at those forensic samples, I told you about?" Sherlock said.

"Yeah, been looking forward to it!" He grinned.

"Brilliant, follow me!"

The Doctor smiled at Molly before joining him at the microscope.

Molly stared at this gorgeous mystery man; he was so different from Sherlock.

He was manic, friendly, nice and outgoing basically everything that Sherlock wasn't.

Suddenly Sgt. Sally Donovan walked in and snapped her out of her thoughts.

"Where is he?" She frowned.

Molly pointed at the lab station

Sally then noticed the Doctor and scowled. "Oi' Sherlock what have I told you about bringing strangers here?"

He rolled his eyes. "He's not a stranger, Sally."

Sally smirked. "Oh, are you one of his boyfriends?"

He chuckled. "I don't think so. Actually I'm a friend of Sherlock, I'm the Doctor."

Her mouth dropped. "The Doctor?"

He nodded.

"The real Doctor?"

"Uh, last I checked." The Doctor smiled.

Sally's face turned beet red. "Oh, I'm so sorry, sir!"

The Doctor smiled. "It's alright."

She shook his hand. "I'm Sgt. Sally Donovan. I have always wanted to meet you!"

Molly was surprised even Sally had heard of him.

"Thanks. Uh, could you stop shaking my arm." The Doctor asked.

Sally blushed. "Sorry, it's just an honor. I've read your entire file."

Sherlock rolled his eyes. "What a surprise."

She frowned. "Shut up, freak!"

He smirked. "Still popular, huh Sherlock?"

Sherlock grunted. "She's just jealous."

"So what brings you here to our neighborhood?" Sally asked ignoring Sherlock.

"Well actually I'm on vacation after Canary Wharf I really needed a break." The Doctor explained; his tone getting softer.

Molly wanted to ask what he meant but his eyes look so sad that she decided not to.

"Where are you staying?" Molly asked.

Sherlock answered for him. "He'll be staying with me and John. I just have to tell John first... and Ms. Hudson."

"Which means I'll probably be staying in the park." He playfully remarked.

Molly's curiosity finally got the best of her and she pulled Sally over to another part of the room.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" She asked.

Sally nodded. "Sure what is it?"

"Who's the Doctor?"

Sally gawked. "Seriously, you don't know?"

Molly shook her head.

"The Doctor is a legend, been saving the universe for 901 years." Sally explained.

"Actually 902." The Doctor corrected.

Molly looked at him surprised that he could hear them whispering.

He cleared his throat. "Sorry Time Lord hearing."

Sally nodded. "Right, I forgot you have really good hearing."

The Doctor grinned. "I'm proud of it."

Molly chuckled. "Wait you're 902? How is that possible?"

"I'm an alien, a Time Lord to be exact."

She shook her head. "You can't be. You look human."

"Well, all Time Lords look human. That's the way we're born." The Doctor explained.

"Oh, you're joking!" She scoffed.

"I can prove it." He said.

"How?" Molly replied.

He wiggled his finger for her to come closer.

She swallowed and came towards him cautiously.

The Doctor opened his jacket and placed her hand on his chest.

Molly gasped. "Two hearts."

He smiled. 'Yep!"

She removed her hand and stared at him in amazement.

"That's impossible." Molly muttered.

"What's wrong with impossible?" He replied.

Sherlock cleared his throat. "Well, if we're done here Doctor could you come back and look at this?"

"Sure!" He said.

He winked at Molly and went back to Sherlock's table.

"Well, it was nice meeting you Doctor. I'll tell DI Lestrade that you're here." Sally smiled and started to leave.

"Nice meeting you!" The Doctor replied.

Sally noticed Molly staring at the Doctor.

"You know he's single." Sally whispered to her before leaving.

Molly frowned. "So?"

"Just saying." She smiled.

Molly scowled at Sally with disapproval as she left.

Still Molly couldn't help but notice how handsome the Doctor was.

His profile was perfect and eyes sparkled and his smile was beautiful.

Then Sherlock's voice broke into her thoughts.


"Hmm?" She replied.

"Coffee?" He said annoyed.

"Oh, right." Molly blushed.

She went downstairs to get the coffee.

The Doctor frowned. "You're not very nice to her."

"Who Molly?" He replied.

"Uh, yeah." The Doctor scoffed.

"I'm nice to her." Sherlock replied.

"Oh, really?" He said.

"She knows I care about her." Sherlock said.

"Prove it. Pay her a compliment." The Doctor suggested.

"Fine, I will." He huffed.

Molly came back and handed each of them a Styrofoam cup; she turned to leave when Sherlock spoke.

"Oh, Molly I noticed you're wearing lipstick."

She grinned. "Yes, do you like it?"

"Yes, it helps even the paleness in your face nicely." He said.

Molly frowned. "Thanks."

The Doctor groaned. "Seriously, Sherlock?"

He shrugged. "Well, it does."

"I swear you act more alien than I do." The Doctor replied sarcastically.

"Are you going to help me with this or not?" He frowned.

The Doctor looked around at the table. "Yeah but hang on I need to get a pen."

The Doctor went to the pen holder and noticed Molly looking discouraged.

Seeing Sherlock was busy he went over to check on her.

"You okay?" He asked.

Molly just shrugged. "I guess. I just wished I could get Sherlock to notice me."

"Well he noticed you, sort of." The Doctor pointed out.

"Not the way I had hoped." She frowned.

"Listen for Sherlock that is a compliment." He said.

"I'm aware." She grumbled glaring over at Sherlock.

"Look, when I first met Sherlock he said that he said that he admired my ability to wear sandshoes ."

"So?" She replied.

He shot her a look. "So there not sandshoes."

Molly smiled slightly.

"There's that pretty smile." The Doctor grinned.

Molly blushed.

"You going to be okay?" The Doctor asked.

"Yeah, thanks." She smiled.

"No problem and by the way I think you look lovely with that lipstick on." The Doctor said.

"Thank you and I think you wear very nice shoes." She grinned.

"Thanks!" He chuckled.

The Doctor winked at her and went back to Sherlock's work station.

Molly smiled and realized there had to be a way to get Sherlock's attention and she was determined to find it.