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posted by nickjonasfan001
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 you 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 you 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 you again.'
'You'll never get rid of...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
The seguinte morning, Sherlock woke early in order to meet Gregson and denunciar to him.
'Morning.'
'Morning, how you feeling?'
'Not too bad, slept pretty well.'
Gregson took out a notepad.
'What you 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 you this.'
He handed him a picture of Joseph.
'Thank you 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...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
That night Sherlock slept on the couch, He didn't want to make things mais awkward with Joan. When he woke, he thought about what to say to her, he couldn't just ignore this. He sat up and saw Irene in the kitchen.
'Your up early.'
'Couldn't sleep, What about you?'
'A lot on my mind.' Irene went and sat seguinte to him.
'Here.' She handed him a cup of tea.
'Thank you.' He took a sip.
'So what's on your mind?' Sherlock remained silent, just staring at his tea. 'Does it have something to do with you sleeping on the couch?'
'It doesn't matter.' He leaned progressivo, para a frente and placed his cup on the table.
'Joan?'
'...We..We...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
After a couple of days, Joan was discharged but they kept Sherlock in for mais observation along with Mycroft. As his brother slept, Sherlock couldn't help but blame himself. If he knew Moriarty was in Londres 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 you feeling?'
'I'm fine, i don't know why...'
'It's just a precaution.'
'I know.. but i want to go início with you 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...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock woke early and just stared at his brother. They were going início 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. You 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 cama and picked up his bag. 'Are you sure you want me to stay with you?'
'I'm sure.' They smiled at each other. Sherlock followed his brother...
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posted by Joanlockfan
“Stay,” he said.
That was the segundo time Joan Watson’s world had stopped in her whole life. She was about to leave Sherlock and mover on to another client, and she had been in that situation thousands of times- the fact of leave a client and then go to another was common for her, it was a routine. But for some strange reason, she couldn’t leave Sherlock so easily. She had become a way attached to him, they were friends? Joan wondered, but then she remembered that “Sherlock Holmes doesn’t have any friends.” She couldn’t help herself and imagined how a dia without Sherlock could...
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posted by joejonasfan001
Memories are funny things. They can come and go. Memories are like diaries. We store everything in there. Good ones and bad ones. But what happens when those memories are taken from us?

Joan was in the cozinha making some coffee to wake herself up. She didn't hear Sherlock sneaking up behind her. Sherlock wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close

"Good morning"
"Morning"
"Your up early"
"Yeah i couldn't really sleep"
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah must just be one of those nights"

Sherlock began to kiss the back of her neck and run his hand through her hair. She lent back into him and sighed with...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
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 seguinte to him.
'Life.'
'Sherlock..' She took his hand in hers. 'It's...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock took James back to Mycroft's flat to chuveiro and change. Once he was in the kitchen, Sherlock pulled Mycroft aside.
'Moriarty is in London.'
'How do you know?'
'James roubou two grand from him. That's why you haven't heard from him, he's been in hiding.'
'Have you 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. You should probably call Joan.'
'No.'
'No? She has a right to know brother.'
'She doesn't need any mais stress, it's not good for her or the baby.'
'But...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
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 seguinte to his own. He got up from his cama and sat for a moment, only three mais 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 chá in the pot if you want some.'
'Thanks.' He got a cup from the cupboard and sat down seguinte to her....
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posted by nickjonasfan001
'What?'
'The only way you can save Sherlock is to give up your baby.'
'That's..That's sick.'
'You said you 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...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Joan woke the seguinte morning with Sherlock's arms wrapped around her. She gently turned to face him, he look so peaceful when he was asleep. She leaned in and gave a slow, soft kiss, After a moment she felt him reply. She pulled away slowly and placed her forehead against his.
'Can i get woken like that everyday?.' She giggled.
'Maybe..If your good.' She gave him a quick kiss. 'I have to meet my mother today, hope you don't mind.'
'Well it's ruined my plans for the da...'
'What plans?'
'Well they involved you, me and this bed.' Joan smiled as he leaned in and kissed her, his hands gripped her waist...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock couldn't keep his eyes of Joan all night, she was amazing. He knew he had to ask her now or he never will. He already told her dad about tonight and was waiting for his permission to ask her. Joe gave him a nod, Sherlock took a deep breathe.
'Sherlock, you ok?.'
'I'm fine, in fact i'm..Happier then i've ever been. Joan, when we first met i knew you were something special, and when we got together i knew you were the right one for me. You've never given up on me and i promise to do the same.' He took the ring out of his pocket. 'Joan Watson, will you do me the tremendous honor of becoming...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
'Sherlock...' The man grabbed her por her hair to shut her up.
'Don't you touch her.' The man turned to face him.
'Or what?. How are you gonna stop me? I'm the one with the gun.' He pointed it at Joan's head. 'One wrong move.'
'You won't use it, on her anyway.'
'How do you know?.'
'The way your holding it. I noticed over the years that when criminals hold guns, they hold it a certain way when they really mean their going to fogo it. The way your holding says you have no intention of killing her.' The man looked at Joan then threw her to the floor. 'Now, why did you take her?.'
'It was the only way...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock got woke in the middle of the night por the guards switching on the lights, He had just nodded off.
'Holmes.' He looked round and saw Gregson standing at the bars.
'Captain, what...'
'No time, you need to come with us.' He opened the cell. Sherlock could tell he was panicking.
'What's wrong?.'
'Somethings happened, we need you.'
Sherlock knew when he withheld information it was personal to someone.
'Captain, just tell me.'
'Joan's gone.'

Sherlock sat in the back of the car and looked down at his ring, Gregson manage to pursued the guard to let him have it back. He kept twirling it round his...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
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, you have nothing to worry about. They jury will see though her lies.'
'We hope.' Sherlock picked him up. 'I'd hate to leave you two.'
'You won't.' Sherlock smiled at her...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Irene was listening in. She managed to plant a device in the triplex, brownstone while they were out to jantar with Joan's parents. She couldn't believe it, Sherlock could be a father. He always said to her that kids would be a burden to him, especially with his work. She understood that but would Joan?.

'Your pregnant?.'
'I don't know. I haven't checked it yet.' Sherlock moved his hands to her tummy. He couldn't believe it, a baby could be in there. His baby. Joan placed her hands on his. 'I'm so nervous.'
'Your not the only one.' Joan looked down at her tummy.
'But i'm also..excited. I shouldn't be getting...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock woke to sound of Joan in the bathroom, morning sickness was a killer. He knocked on the door.
'Joan, everything alright?.'
'I'm ok. The baby's awake.'
'I'll go make you some tea.' He went downstairs and into the kitchen, He was so scared about all of this. He knew it was a natural part of pregnancy but it frightened him to see her being ill. There was a knock at the back door. It was Irene.
'What now?.'
'Have you thought about what i said?.'
'Yes. It's not going to happen.' She pulled him outside and shut the door.
'You have to convince her, Moriarty is making plans.'
'He's not going to touch...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
'What?.'
'I use to be a surgeon, I reckon I can do this.' She managed to slide his casaco off and unbuttoned his shirt. She went into the bathroom and took through all the toilet roll they had. She applied pressure to the wound, hoping it would stop bleeding. 'You ok?.'
'I'm fine.' She pushed down mais which made him flinch.
'Sorry.' She removed the paper, The bleeding stopped. She filled the syringe with morphine.
'Trust me?.'
'Yes.' She pushed the needle into his skin and the morphine went in.
'Done.' She tossed it aside and grabbed a fresh needle. She took her scarf and pulled out a thread, which...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
'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 you elaborate on that?'
'We had an argument on night, we both said 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 or i'll shall be forced to remove you from...
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