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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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Sherlock sat in the back of the police car as they escorted him back to the brownstone, back to his family. He couldn't believe he was finally going home to them, he missed waking up to them every morning. As they pulled up outside, Joan was standing on the doorstep with Joseph.

'Hey.'
'Hey.'
Sherlock ran up the steps and hugged them both. Joseph held out his arms to him.
'Hey Joseph.' He spun him round and Joseph began to giggle. Sherlock kissed him on the cheek. 'I missed te so much.'
He looked back to Joan.
'But i think i miss te most of all.' He leaned in and kissed her. The baciare only last a moment but Joan could tell how much he missed her. They went inside and set Joseph down in his play room.
'I can't believe i'm back, i never want to leave again.'
'We don't want te to either.'
Joan leaned up and kissed him, he eagerly kissed her back. He missed her so much. He began to trail kisses down her neck.
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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Sherlock saw at least 3 different exits from where he stood but all were to far to hatch an escape attempt that wouldn't involve a casuality. He knew what is was like to be shot but didn't want to experience it again. He checked his watch it was ten to eight, he needed to send a signal to Gregson but how? He looked round him for something that could help, he noticed a button the right hand side of the bacheca which could be the buildings old whistle to alert the men work was finished. But getting to it would prove to be a challenge.

'Which one of te is lying?'
'Micheal we've been doing buisness for almost three years now, do te honestly think i would try to trick you?'
Micheal aimed his gun at Sherlock.
'So it's you?'
'Why? What do i gain from lying to you?'
'The drugs.'
'Appart from that? I stand to gain only that from this exchange, nothing else. I have to reason to lie.'
Micheal changed his aim several times between the men, he didn't know who it believe.
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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Sherlock woke early, knowing the giorno that lay ahead for him. He had been under cover for almost a mese and hadn't touched a ounce of drugs, for that he could be proud of himself but not for leading Olivia on. After today he knew he would have to explain so many things, Joan, Joseph, his carrer but all he wants his for her and her brother to get the help they need. He got a text from Gregson:
The raid will happen at 8, be ready.
He was but nervous at the same time. If even one thing went wrong, chances were he wouldn't get out alive. All he wanted was to see his wife and child, he missed them so much.

As night approached, he waited for Micheal to arrive. He was starting to get nervous and Olivia could tell, she'd been in the same position. She took his hand and gave it a little squeeze, he smiled. The door opened and there Micheal stood.
'You ready?'
Sherlock nodded and left with him.
[i]As they drove Sherlock kept checking the time, he was so nervous as he didn't want to mess up. They drove further and further in to the city, into the bowels of it. Sherlock didn't reconise his surroundings, he was at a disadvantage. They...
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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Joan sat in the police station, anxiously waiting for Gregson to appear. She hadn't heard from Sherlock in days, she just wanted to know he was ok. She heard Gregson's voice.
'Joan? What are te doing here? Where's the wee man?'
'He's with my mom, i was wondering te had a moment?'
He invited her into his office.
'Take a seat.'
She sat down.
'I was wondering if te heard from Sherlock?'
'I have, why?'
'Cause he hasn't phoned me in a few days, did he sound ok?'
'Joan he's fine, I got off the phone to him a couple if days ago. We're arranging a operation in order to take down Micheal, he's now in on one of the deals so bye this time tomorrow we may have our man.'
Joan sighed with relieve.
'Thank god.'
She couldn't wait to have her husband back.

Sherlock lay on the matress successivo to Olivia, he looked at her wondering if he should tell her about tomorrow. Would she even agree to go to rehab? He leant down and kissed her head, she began t stir.
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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A couple of hours had past since Olivia left to meet Micheal, Sherlock lay on his mattress thinking about how to help her and Oscar. He could over them a way out but the domanda is would they take it? He knows Oscar is too dependant on drugs and rehab would be a waste of time but Olivia could convince him otherwise. He was stuck. He needed Joan. He took out the picture of Joesph and looked at his little boy remembering the giorno he was born, remembering the giorno his new life started and how he brought all his family back together. He placed the picture under his cuscino and went downstairs, he went into the cucina and found Oscar lying on the tavolo asleep.
'Oscar.'
He gave him a little shake which woke him.
'What?'
'You alright?'
'I'm fine.'
Sherlock looked closer at him.
'Your high.'
Oscar let out a little chuckle.
'Duh, i'm an addict. What else do te expect?'
'I thought you'd be concerned about your sister.'
In that moment, Oscar punched him in the face.
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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A couple of giorno have past and several busts have been attempted but none have been successful. Michael manged to escape every time. Sherlock was struggling to keep up his facade and with Michael growing suspicious he was keeping a closer eye on his workers. Oscar was always there to back him up but he if knew about Sherlock and his sister, he would drop him in it.

Sherlock lay there on his mattress, trying to deduce another strategy of how to apprehend Micheal. He knew his habits and every single one of his drop spots but not how he managed to escape every time even when surrounded. Then it came to him

'He has an informant'
He took out his phone and began to text Joan.
Micheal has an informant in the NYPD
He quickly put his phone background on his giacca as
Olivia came upstairs.
'Hey.'
'Hey, te ok?'
'I'm fine, just thinking'
'You do that a lot.'
Sherlock laughed.
'Force of habit, I suppose.' Olivia sat down successivo to him and he began to stroke her arm. 'You alright? te don't seem yourself.'
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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Sherlock woke the successivo morning, Olivia was lying asleep beside him. He got up and went downstairs, no sign of Oscar o Micheal. He took out his phone and dialed Joan's number.
'Sherlock.'
'Morning Watson.' He heard Joesph in the background. 'He's up early.'
Why do te think i'm up?'
He laughed.
'I miss you.'
'I miss te too.'
He took a deep breathe.
'I have to tell te something.'
'What?'
He looked out the cucina to make sure Olivia wasn't up.
'I've figured out a way to get closer to Micheal.'
'But?'
'But it involves me and Oscars sister.'
Joan went silent, she held the phone against her chest imagining him and her.
'Joan?' Nothing. 'Joan?'
'Sorry..I was..'
'I know but this is not the only plan i have, this is only phase one. I Amore te più then anyone in this entire world Watson, I would never intentionally hurt te which is why i'm telling te this.'
'I know. I Amore te too.'
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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The successivo morning, Sherlock woke early in order to meet Gregson and segnala to him.
'Morning.'
'Morning, how te feeling?'
'Not too bad, slept pretty well.'
Gregson took out a notepad.
'What te got?'
'The dealer is called Micheal, don't have a visual yet he's suppose to be returning from Long Island tonight depending how his 'meeting' goes. How's Watson?'
'She's fine, told me to give te this.'
He handed him a picture of Joseph.
'Thank te Captain.'

After the meeting Sherlock headed back to the den, Olivia was coming down the stairs as he came in.
'Morning.'
'Morning.'
He followed her to the kitchen.
'You sleep alright? Those mattresses are so uncomfy.'
'I've slept in worse.'
She got glasses out of the cupboard.
'You want some water?'
'I'm fine.'
She turned the tap on and filled up her glass.
'I never got your name.'
'Sherlock.'
'Sherlock? That's unusual.'
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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They left Gregson's office holding each others hand and found Oscar sitting in the corridor.
'Holmes, what's going on I've been here for almost two hours.'
'They haven't told you?'
'Told me what?'
Gregson and campana, bell appeared from round the corner.
'Sherlock, can we have a word with te and Oscar for a moment?'
Sherlock gave Joan a baciare on the cheek and followed them into one of the interview rooms.
'Now, Oscar we have decided not to charge te but only if te help us catch your dealer.'
'What? I've already told te i'm not telling te anything, if he finds out it was me i'm dead. You've seen the others.'
'How about this, we send Sherlock back with te tonight and he'll stay with te until we have enough evidence to arrest him?'
Oscar looked at Sherlock with a slight smile on his face.
'So he would be undercover?'
'Yes.'
'You're sending a former addict into a drug den? That's like waving a red flag at a bull, he won't last three days in there without relapsing.'
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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They both sat in Gregson's office as they questioned Oscar about the drug dealer, they hadn't detto a word to each other since leaving the brownstone. Sherlock could tell when she was annoyed with him, he had seen that look many times. He moved closer to her and buried his face in her hair.
'Joan, please, talk to me.' He kissed her shoulder. 'I'm sorry.'
She sighed.
'I know te are, but you've been keeping più secrets from me first it was Irene, then your brother now this. How many più can i expect?'
'No more.'
'You sure about that.' He placed his forehead on her shoulder, not wanting to look in her eye and lie to her. 'I thought so.' She got up from the couch, keeping her back to him. 'Sherlock, why did te marry me?'
'How can te ask me that?'
'Because it seems so easy for te to lie to me, it makes me wonder if i can really trust you.'
He got up and wrapped his arms around her waist.
'Joan, I Amore you. The only reason I keep secrets is to protect te and our son, i don't want anything to happen to either of you. You're my whole world.'
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It had been almost an ora since Sherlock went down to the basement. Joan had began to pace in front of the door wondering who could be down there, she knew it wasn't Irene as she was in prison. She stopped pacing to open the door, she heard Sherlock's voice but didn't recognize the other one. She crept quietly down further reaching the door at the bottom, she carefully opened the door and peered through the small gap.

'So let me get this right, te want me to help te get rid of a drug squalo te owe a bunch of money too?'
'Exactly.'
'Sherlock scoffed.
'You've got to be kidding.'
'Come on Holmes, help a buddy out.'
'You're not my 'buddy', never were.'
'So i was just some guy te would occasionally hang out and take heroine with?'
'That's exactly who te were. I have a new life now Oscar and i'm not about to let te ruin it.'
Joan took a step back from the door but accidentally stood on a loose floorboard. Sherlock heard the noise and opened the door.
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'What are te doing here?'
'Can't a guy drop da and say hello?'
Sherlock stepped outside, shutting the door behind him.
'When the guy happens to be a current drug addict, no he can't.'
'You're one to talk.'
'I've been clean for almost 3 years.'
'Well congrats to you(!)' Oscar looked up at the brownstone. 'Nice place, daddy buy it for you?'
'He did.'
'You on your own?' Sherlock held up his left hand. 'Your married?'
'Almost two years.'
'Does she know about your past? Irene? The drugs?'
'She knows it all. Now, what do te want?'
'I was hoping for a fix.'
'Not likely, now if te excuse me.' Sherlock went back inside and locked the door. He went into the living room and watched Oscar leave from the window.
'Who was it?' Joan shouted from the kitchen.
'One of my irregulars, nothing to worry about.' He went into the kitchen, Joan was cleaning the dishes. 'Where's Joesph?'
'He's asleep, te must have tired him out.'
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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Set a couple of years after Mycroft's funeral.
Sherlock and Joan have been married for almost two years and Joesph has just turned two.

Joan woke from her sleep upon hearing the noise downstairs, she got out of the letto and went down the stairs to living room only to see that Sherlock and Joesph had been playing one of their many games and have knocked over almost everything in the living room.

'Sherlock!'
He looked at Joan and grabbed Joesph to stop him running around,
'What is going on? I thought te detto you'd be at the station this morning?'
'I was, I managed to solve the case in under half an hour.'
He put Joesph down and began to clear up.
'So i came home, te were still asleep so I decided to entertain Joesph.'
'By trashing the house?' She started to clear up.
'That was never my intention.' After a couple of minuets the living room not longer looked like a bomb site. Joan went into the cucina to make some coffee, He could tell she was annoyed. He went up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist
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Set a couple of months after the trial

As Sherlock sat, waiting for Joan, he thought about the past couple of years. His relationship with Joan has gone from strength to strength, sure they've had their moments but what couple hasn't? He has a beautiful baby boy, who he adores so much and his relationship with his father has gone from none existent to rebuilding. And now he's here.

'Sherlock?' He snapped out of his trance. 'You ok?' He looked up to see Joan standing with Joesph.
'I'm fine. Just thinking.'
'What about?' She sat down successivo to him.
'Life.'
'Sherlock..' She took his hand in hers. 'It's not your fault.'
'I just wish i could've done something, te know, in the end.'
'You did everything te possibly could. But there are somethings that are even out of your control.'
'Mr Holmes?' Sherlock let go of her hand and stood.
'Yes?'
'We're ready to begin.'
'Thank you, i'll be there in a minute.' [i]He took a moment to digita himself. This would be his most difficult challenge. He felt Joan recapturing his hand in her's and giving him a tight squeeze. He looked at her and Joesph, He...
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Fan fiction by nickjonasfan001 posted più di un anno fa
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Joan was woke da the sunlight shining in though the window. She opened her eyes and smiled at her husband, who was still sleeping. She rolled over and checked her phone, no messages from Mycroft. She sat up and ran her hand through her hair, thinking about the wedding. She looked down her ring finger and smiled, she was married. She quietly got out of letto and made her way downstairs. When she got to the kitchen, she found her breakfast was already made. She read the note on the table:
'You didn't really think i was asleep for all that time did you? Enjoy.'
She giggled. He was so thoughtful, one of things she liked about him. When she finished, she went and sat on the sofa, waiting for Sherlock to rise. She heard him sposta about an ora later. He came downstairs.
'Hey.'
'Hey.' He sat down successivo to her, She leaned in and kissed him. 'Thanks for breakfast.'
'My pleasure. te heard from Mycroft?'
'Not yet, i'm sure everything's fine either that o my mum's keeping Joesph hostage.'
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Sherlock woke early and went into Joseph's room. He stood over his cot and watched him sleep. He took one of his hands in his, he was so small. He looked out the window at New York, thinking about the trail ahead of him. He thought he'd be around to see him grow up, it looks far less likely now. He didn't hear Joan come in.
'Hey, it's early.'
'I couldn't sleep.' Joan looked down at Joseph. 'Been thinking about things.'
'Sherlock, te have nothing to worry about. They jury will see though her lies.'
'We hope.' Sherlock picked him up. 'I'd hate to leave te two.'
'You won't.' Sherlock smiled at her then kissed Joesph's head. 'He loves you, te know.'
'How can te tell?'
'Mother's intuition.' They went downstairs and found Mycroft watching the news. 'Hey.'
'Hey.' They looked at the screen, they were covering the trial. 'Sherlock, te don't..'
'I'm fine.' He looked intensely at the screen, noticing every person, every flicker of movement. He took in every, single word that was said. From every truth to every lie.
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'We met in London. He came round to my house, making enquiries for the art gallery i worked for. We met a couple of times after that.'
'It was a sexual relationship?'
'Yes..I thought he loved me.'
'Thought?'
'After a couple of months, things got a bit heated. '
'Can te elaborate on that?'
'We had an argument on night, we both detto things we didn't mean but...i was too slow to stop him.'
'What happened Ms. Adler?'
'He shoved me against the wall...' Sherlock shot up from his seat.
'Liar! I never touched you!.' The judge banged his gavel.
'Mr Holmes, sit down o i'll shall be forced to remove te from this court room.' Sherlock sat back down. The judged motioned to her layer. 'Continue.'
'Carry on Ms. Adler.'
'He shoved me and...forced himself on me. I couldn't move..I just froze...He told me he'd kill me if i told anyone. From then on, he got violent. He'd hit me, over and over. That's when i asked Moriarty to help fake my death. I just wanted out.'
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The giorno of the trial arrived. Sherlock finished dressing and went downstairs. He was nervous, mainly for Joan. He found her in the living room with Joseph.
'Hey.'
'Hey, te ok?'
'A little nervous.' He sat down successivo to her. 'You?'
'Not too bad, just don't want to face her attorney.'
'I know, but we've done nothing wrong. We have nothing to fear.' He took Joseph's hand. 'Uncle Mycroft's looking after te today, go easy on him.'
Joan giggled as Mycroft came out from the kitchen.
'I'm sure uncle Mycroft can look after him for one afternoon.' Joan handed Joseph to him. 'We'll be just fine, won't we?' Joan got up and went upstairs to change. 'You nervous?'
'Not really, mainly for Joan.'
'Why?'
'I just think the attorney will be più harsh on her then me, te know how Irene feels about her.'
'I'm sure she'll be fine.' He sat down successivo to him. 'Besides she got the whole New York detective force behind her and you.' Sherlock smiled then look at Joseph.
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Irene got off the plane and hailed the first taxi she could. She sat in the back sede, sedile and thought about her plan...and this time...Sherlock would not longer be an exception.

Sherlock woke to the sound of Joseph crying, he crept out of letto and went into his room.
'Hey...' He picked him up. 'What is it?' He took Joseph back into to see Joan, he layed him down on the letto in between them. Joseph raised his hand and almost smacked Joan in the face. Sherlock couldn't help but laugh.
'Hey!.' She looked down and saw Joseph. 'Oh...It was te was it?' She began to tickle him. 'Was it you?' He began to giggled. Sherlock smiled at her. After a moment Joan looked up and smiled back at him. He leaned in and kissed her.
'Morning.'
'Morning.' She picked up Joseph and headed downstairs. When they got to the kitchen, they saw Irene sitting at the table.
'Morning.'
'Joan would te take Joseph back upstairs please?' He leaned over and whispered. 'And call the police.' She did as he asked.
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Sherlock woke early and just stared at his brother. They were going home today and he couldn't be happier. He would see his son soon but most importantly he would see Joan. He missed her so much. Mycroft rolled over and opened his eyes.
'Morning.'
'Morning.' Mycroft sat up. 'What time is it?'
'Eight o'clock. te can go back...'
'No i'm fine. What time's our flight?'
'About two o'clock. We have a few hours left.'
'Well..Better start packing.' Mycroft got out the letto and picked up his bag. 'Are te sure te want me to stay with you?'
'I'm sure.' They smiled at each other. Sherlock followed his brother da packing his own bag.
A few hours had passed and after getting the all clear from the doctor, they were on the plane to New York. Mycroft slept for most of the flight but Sherlock kept looking out the window, wanting to see his New York as soon as they arrived. Once they landed, they nabbed the first taxi possible and made their way to the brownstone. When they arrived, Joan was in the living room with Joseph.
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After a couple of days, Joan was discharged but they kept Sherlock in for più observation along with Mycroft. As his brother slept, Sherlock couldn't help but blame himself. If he knew Moriarty was in Londra his would never have come and this probably wouldn't have happened. Joan crept in along with this Joseph.
'Hey.'
'Hey.' She gave him a quick kiss. 'How are te feeling?'
'I'm fine, i don't know why...'
'It's just a precaution.'
'I know.. but i want to go home with te and this little one. How is he?'
'He's good, feels so weird..I didn't expect to have him for another three months..and now..here he is.'
'Pass him here.' Joan gently handed Joseph over. She couldn't help thinking that he looked so perfect in Sherlock arms. 'How's Mycroft doing?'
'He's been sleeping alot.'
'Sherlock that doesn't mean..'
'I know.' He looked over at his brother. 'But what if it does?' At that moment, Someone had entered the room. Sherlock looked up the man. 'Father?' Joan quickly turned round. 'What are you..?
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Sherlock woke to find himself all stitched up, but his brother was no where to be seen.
'Excuse me, nurse? Where's Mycroft Holmes?'
'Are te a relation?'
'He's my older brother.'
'He's in surgery at the moment.'
'What for?'
'He has third degree burns much like yourself but since he has cancer their worried the explosion could have caused something to enter his immune system which is pretty weak from the kimo.'
'Can te keep updated?'
'Of course.'
'Thank you.' As the nurse left, Joan came in. 'Joan?'
'Sherlock!.' She hugged but he winced. 'Sorry. I thought i'd Lost te again.'
'You'll never get rid of me. I thought te weren't suppose...'
'Lestrade sent a e-mail to the airline explaining everything, they were extra careful on my part,I almost had a cuore attack when they told...If te died...'
'Hey...I'm fine...It's Mycroft we need to worry about...He's in surgery.'
'What for?'
'They're worried something in the blast may have effected his cancer.'
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Sherlock took James back to Mycroft's flat to doccia and change. Once he was in the kitchen, Sherlock pulled Mycroft aside.
'Moriarty is in London.'
'How do te know?'
'James ha rubato, stola two grand from him. That's why te haven't heard from him, he's been in hiding.'
'Have te called Scotland yard?'
'Not yet, If Moriarty knows we're on to him..He'll vanish. We'll have to bide our time with this one.'
'Alright, James can stay in the other guest room for now. te should probably call Joan.'
'No.'
'No? She has a right to know brother.'
'She doesn't need any più stress, it's not good for her o the baby.'
'But if she finds out..'
'Well she won't, will she?' Sherlock gave him a stiff stare. Mycroft shook his head in reply. 'Good.' James emerged from the kitchen.
'Is everything alright?'
'Perfectly fine. Mycroft's offered te a room.'
'There's no need...'
'James, your my friend. te need to stay somewhere he won't find...'
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It's been a few months since Sherlock was in hospital and Joan is now six months pregnant with their baby.Sherlock has been sleeping in Irene's old room as he and Joan aren't together.

He woke up, still missing the warmth Joan's body lying successivo to his own. He got up from his letto and sat for a moment, only three più months till their son would arrive. He couldn't wait to meet him. He went upstairs and found Joan in the kitchen. She looked so beautiful to him, always did.
'Morning.'
'Morning, There tè in the pot if te want some.'
'Thanks.' He got a cup from the cupboard and sat down successivo to her. 'You sleep alright?'
'Sort of, the little on got restless.' She poured Sherlock some tea.
'Thanks. Only three months left.'
'I know, i'm so nervous.' She placed her hand on her tummy, she felt a little bump. 'Quick put your hand here.' Sherlock placed his hand on her tummy, he felt it too.
'He's awake.' He leaned over and placed his ear on Joan's tummy.
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'What?'
'The only way te can save Sherlock is to give up your baby.'
'That's..That's sick.'
'You detto te would do anything to save him. His life is in your hands.' She hanged up the phone. Joan couldn't believe what she heard, Give up her baby? Irene knew that was the one thing she could never do. She thought about Sherlock lying there, waiting for her to save him. She dialed Gregson's number.
'Miss Watson. How's Sherlock doing?'
'I don't know, Irene's with him.'
'What's she doing there? Where are you?'
'I'm at home, Sherlock wanted me to check out a theory. He thought Irene tried to kill him. He was right. I found a powder on one of the cups, thats how she induced it into his system.'
'Right stay there, I'll send someone to check on Sherlock.' He hung up the phone, Joan sat on the divano and began to cry, not knowing what to do.

Irene was sitting on Sherlock's bed, stroking his hair.
'I never meant to give te that much. I'm doing this for you, Moriarty would have killed te slowly, I'm just doing te a favor. Your body will start to shut down soon, I just hope she makes up her mind in time.'
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