Jonny and Lucy Photoshoot

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 bạn doing here? Where's the wee man?'
'He's with my mom, i was wondering bạn had a moment?'
He invited her into his office.
'Take a seat.'
She sat down.
'I was wondering if bạn 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...

The tiếp theo morning, Sherlock woke early in order to meet Gregson and báo cáo to him.
'Morning.'
'Morning, how bạn feeling?'
'Not too bad, slept pretty well.'
Gregson took out a notepad.
'What bạn 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 bạn this.'
He handed him a picture of Joseph.
'Thank bạn 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...

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 trang chủ 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 bạn so much.'
He looked back to Joan.
'But i think i miss bạn most of all.' He leaned in and kissed her. The Kiss only last...

It had been almost an giờ 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, bạn want me to help bạn get rid of a drug cá mập bạn owe a bunch of money too?'
'Exactly.'
'Sherlock scoffed.
'You've got to be kidding.'
'Come on Holmes,...

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.'...

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...