Sherlock and Joan

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 chuông, bell appeared from round the corner.
'Sherlock, can we have a word with bạn and Oscar for a moment?'
Sherlock gave Joan a Kiss on the cheek and followed them into one of the interview rooms.
'Now, Oscar we have decided not to charge bạn but only if bạn help us catch your dealer.'
'What? I've already told bạn i'm not telling bạn anything, if he finds out it was me i'm dead. You've seen the others.'...

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 tiếp theo to him.
'Life.'
'Sherlock..' She took his hand in hers. 'It's...

Sherlock woke the tiếp theo morning, Olivia was lying asleep beside him. He got up and went downstairs, no sign of Oscar hoặc 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 bạn think i'm up?'
He laughed.
'I miss you.'
'I miss bạn too.'
He took a deep breathe.
'I have to tell bạn something.'
'What?'
He looked out the phòng bếp, nhà bếp 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...