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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