The successivo morning, Joan woke up and turned to look at Sherlock. He was so cute when he was asleep. He seem più at peace with himself.
'Watson, te know it's rude to stare.' She giggled as he turned over so he was on superiore, in alto of her.
'So it's OK when te do it?.'
'When have i?.'
'Yesterday.' They both laughed. 'I need a shower.' Sherlock pinned her down. 'Sherlock.' He gave her a quick baciare then roll off to let her up. He watched her walk into the bathroom then went downstairs. He went into the cucina and found an envelope with his name on it. He checked the back door and found it was open. It wasn't forced so the lock was picked. He went into the drawer and put on some gloves before handling the envelope. He took his pen coltello from his pocket and carefully opened it. He found a note inside.
There's più where that came from. He reached in and pulled out some foto of the night he last saw Irene. He looked closer and saw it was pictures of him baciare her. He went into the front room and grabbed his phone from the fireplace.
'Hello?.'
'Captain Gregson. I need...'
'What now Holmes? We already questioned the husband but he...'
'It's not about the case. My house has been broken into but the nothing was taken. All that was left was an envelope.'
'So?.'
'Can te meet me outside the station?.'
'Sure.'
'I'll be there in five minutes.'
When he arrived, Gregson was waiting for him.
'Gregson.'
'What's this about Holmes?.' He handed him the envelope. 'Is this what was left at your flat?.' Sherlock nodded. 'I hope te wore gloves.'
'Of course I did.' Gregson pulled out the pictures of Sherlock and Irene.
'I thought te and Miss Watson were...'
'We are.'
'So why are you...'
'She's an ex who can't let go.' Gregson looked through the foto some more.
'Then why are te baciare her back?.' Sherlock looked away from him. 'Do te still have feelings for her?.'
'No.' he look back up at Gregson, who raised his eyebrows at him. 'I haven't seen her in years, i thought i was over her. But seeing her the other day... Please don't tell Joan.'
'I won't but we're going to have to cerca your flat so what do we tell her?.'
'Everything, just don't mention the envelope.'
'I hope te know what your doing.'
'So do i.'
'Watson, te know it's rude to stare.' She giggled as he turned over so he was on superiore, in alto of her.
'So it's OK when te do it?.'
'When have i?.'
'Yesterday.' They both laughed. 'I need a shower.' Sherlock pinned her down. 'Sherlock.' He gave her a quick baciare then roll off to let her up. He watched her walk into the bathroom then went downstairs. He went into the cucina and found an envelope with his name on it. He checked the back door and found it was open. It wasn't forced so the lock was picked. He went into the drawer and put on some gloves before handling the envelope. He took his pen coltello from his pocket and carefully opened it. He found a note inside.
There's più where that came from. He reached in and pulled out some foto of the night he last saw Irene. He looked closer and saw it was pictures of him baciare her. He went into the front room and grabbed his phone from the fireplace.
'Hello?.'
'Captain Gregson. I need...'
'What now Holmes? We already questioned the husband but he...'
'It's not about the case. My house has been broken into but the nothing was taken. All that was left was an envelope.'
'So?.'
'Can te meet me outside the station?.'
'Sure.'
'I'll be there in five minutes.'
When he arrived, Gregson was waiting for him.
'Gregson.'
'What's this about Holmes?.' He handed him the envelope. 'Is this what was left at your flat?.' Sherlock nodded. 'I hope te wore gloves.'
'Of course I did.' Gregson pulled out the pictures of Sherlock and Irene.
'I thought te and Miss Watson were...'
'We are.'
'So why are you...'
'She's an ex who can't let go.' Gregson looked through the foto some more.
'Then why are te baciare her back?.' Sherlock looked away from him. 'Do te still have feelings for her?.'
'No.' he look back up at Gregson, who raised his eyebrows at him. 'I haven't seen her in years, i thought i was over her. But seeing her the other day... Please don't tell Joan.'
'I won't but we're going to have to cerca your flat so what do we tell her?.'
'Everything, just don't mention the envelope.'
'I hope te know what your doing.'
'So do i.'