Sherlock&Joan talking

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 tiếp theo to his own. He got up from his giường and sat for a moment, only three thêm 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 trà in the pot if bạn want some.'
'Thanks.' He got a cup from the cupboard and sat down tiếp theo to her....

After dinner, Sherlock disappeared upstairs. Joan was helping Irene with the dishes.
'That's was beautiful.'
'Thank you, i learnt it back in London.'
'What's it like? London?,'
'Like here but...British.' Joan giggled.
'So not much difference?.'
'Except the views, I tình yêu the scenery here.'
'It's gorgeous, isn't it?.'
'So..When's the big day?.'
'We haven't decide yet.'
'You nervous?.'
'A little but that's to be expected. I'm just hoping the baby doesn't come on the day.'
'That would be interesting.' They both started to laugh when Sherlock came back downstairs.
'Hey, where'd bạn get to?'
'I went up and ran...

Sherlock went upstairs to get changed. He had to do something about Irene. Joan came out of the bathroom when he had just finished dressing.
'Where bạn off too?.'
'Gregson phoned. He needs me at the station.' He kissed her forehead. 'I won't be long.'
'Take a key with you, i'm booking the scan so i don't know how long i'll be.'
'Alright, i'll see bạn later. tình yêu you.'
'Love bạn too.'
He decided to walk to the station, he needed to clear is mind. He had to decide if he was going to tell Joan what happened hoặc not, he didn't want to hurt her again. He promised her father that he wouldn't. As he walked...

'What are bạn doing here?'
'Can't a guy drop bởi 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 bạn want?'
'I was hoping for a fix.'
'Not likely, now if bạn excuse me.' Sherlock went...