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 my wife?.'
'..Yes.' He placed the ring on her finger and kissed her. 'I amor you.'
'I amor you more.' Joan looked over at her parents, her mum was almost in tears and her dad was smiling at them. He leaned over and whispered. 'Shall we tell them?.' She nodded.
'Mom, Dad. There's something we'd like to tell you. Sherlock and I are..going to have a baby.'
'A baby? Oh Joan.' Her mum hugged her. 'That's amazing.' Her dad shook Sherlock's hand.
'Well done son.'
'Thank you sir.' He looked at his future wife and smiled, She was everything he needed.
When they arrived home, Irene was sitting on their doorstep.
'What is she doing here?.'
'Joan, go inside. I'll handle this alright?.' He gave her a quick kiss then she went inside. 'I thought you were leaving?.'
'I need a place to hide, Moriarty's looking for me.'
'Good.'
'You've changed your tune.'
'I've made my choice, i proposed to her tonight and she said yes. I'm moving on, maybe you should too.'
'Maybe.. or maybe i should tell her about this morning.'
'She wouldn't believe you.'
'Let's see about that.' She made her way to the door but Sherlock grabbed her. 'Thought so.'
'What do you want?.'
'Hide me.' He took her hand and lead her through the brownstone. He opened one of the doors and led her downstairs to the basement.
'You can stay here. No one knows about this part of house, it's not on the blueprints.'
'Thank you.What about Joan?.'
'I'll talk to her.'
'What about us?.'
'Us?.'
'You can't say that kiss didn't mean anything to you.' Sherlock stayed quiet. 'It did, didn't it? It brought back all those feelings for me that you pushed aside.'
'Stop it.' She took his hands and pulled him closer.
'Just give in to it.' She unbuttoned his waist coat.
'Irene..' She began to unbutton his shirt. She pushed it from his shoulders and began to kiss his chest. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, she looked up and smiled. She stopped and took off her jacket, He watched her like he was intoxicated. She slowly moved her head progressivo, para a frente till their lips were barley touching.
'Tell me you don't want me.' Sherlock gently pushed her so she was lying on her back. He lay down on topo, início of her and locked their lips together.
'I want you. But i.. can't.' He got up and put his camisa back on. Irene sat up on the bed, watching him. He picked up his waist casaco and left.He went upstairs and found Joan in their room. 'Hey.'
'Did you get rid of her?.'
'Not exactly. She's downstairs in the basement.'
'What?. Why?.'
'She needs a place to hide and no one know about the basement, so Moriarty won't find her here.'
'Have you forgotten about what she did?.'
'No, i haven't. But if she crosses us even once i promise i will get rid of her.'
..Alright.' She looked at her ring. 'It's beautiful. Thank you.'
'Your welcome.' He kissed her.
'How do you want to celebrate?.'
'Well, we are in a bedroom.' Joan smiled as he leaned in and kissed her.
The seguinte morning, Joan woke and rushed to the bathroom, she hated being sick. Sherlock woke and knocked on the door.
'Joan, i'll make you some tea. I've been leitura and it helps for afterwards.'
'Ok, thank you.' He went downstairs and found Irene in the kitchen.
'Morning.'
'And too you.' He put the kettle on the hob.
'She alright?.'
'Morning sickness.' He got a cup out of the cupboard.
'How long are you going to pretend that nothing happened the other day?.'
'As long as i have to.'
'You told me you wanted me, how can i ignore that?.'
'Well i wouldn't believe everything i say.'
'You still amor me.'
'No i don't. I have a fiance.'
'That means nothing. You can amor mais than one person.'
'I thought there was only one person for everyone?.'
'Would you stop it. Look at me.' Sherlock glanced sideways at her. 'Sherlock, look at me.' He turned his head. 'Tell me you feel nothing.' He looked at her for a moment then something came over him as he pushed her body up against the counter and whispered.
'What is about you?.' He moved his face slowly towards hers, their lips just touching. 'When ever i see you, my coração races.' His hands traveled up her thighs, Irene gasped in surprise. 'I can't concentrate on anything else but you.' He placed his forehead against hers. 'I don't know what to do.' Just then he heard their bedroom door shut, he moved away from Irene and continued with the tea. 'Morning Watson.'
'Morning.' He gave her a quick kiss and handed her her tea. 'Thank you.' She gave Irene a quick smile then went to sit on the sofa. Before Holmes could follow her, Irene grabbed his arm.
'Meet me downstairs when your finished.' She left the cozinha and went down to her room. Sherlock took a deep breathe then went and sat beside Joan. He put his hand on her tummy.
'What sex do you think it is?.'
'It feels like a boy but i could be wrong. I'm only saying that cause i want it to be a boy.'
'When do you need to go for a scan?.'
'In about a few weeks. I'll go make an appointment today. Saying that i better go get dressed.' He watched her as she went upstairs, she was radiant. He then turned his attention to the basement door, He got up and went over to open it but stopped. He knew if he went down there, he would hate himself for betraying Joan. He had to stop this before it got out of hand.
'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 my wife?.'
'..Yes.' He placed the ring on her finger and kissed her. 'I amor you.'
'I amor you more.' Joan looked over at her parents, her mum was almost in tears and her dad was smiling at them. He leaned over and whispered. 'Shall we tell them?.' She nodded.
'Mom, Dad. There's something we'd like to tell you. Sherlock and I are..going to have a baby.'
'A baby? Oh Joan.' Her mum hugged her. 'That's amazing.' Her dad shook Sherlock's hand.
'Well done son.'
'Thank you sir.' He looked at his future wife and smiled, She was everything he needed.
When they arrived home, Irene was sitting on their doorstep.
'What is she doing here?.'
'Joan, go inside. I'll handle this alright?.' He gave her a quick kiss then she went inside. 'I thought you were leaving?.'
'I need a place to hide, Moriarty's looking for me.'
'Good.'
'You've changed your tune.'
'I've made my choice, i proposed to her tonight and she said yes. I'm moving on, maybe you should too.'
'Maybe.. or maybe i should tell her about this morning.'
'She wouldn't believe you.'
'Let's see about that.' She made her way to the door but Sherlock grabbed her. 'Thought so.'
'What do you want?.'
'Hide me.' He took her hand and lead her through the brownstone. He opened one of the doors and led her downstairs to the basement.
'You can stay here. No one knows about this part of house, it's not on the blueprints.'
'Thank you.What about Joan?.'
'I'll talk to her.'
'What about us?.'
'Us?.'
'You can't say that kiss didn't mean anything to you.' Sherlock stayed quiet. 'It did, didn't it? It brought back all those feelings for me that you pushed aside.'
'Stop it.' She took his hands and pulled him closer.
'Just give in to it.' She unbuttoned his waist coat.
'Irene..' She began to unbutton his shirt. She pushed it from his shoulders and began to kiss his chest. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, she looked up and smiled. She stopped and took off her jacket, He watched her like he was intoxicated. She slowly moved her head progressivo, para a frente till their lips were barley touching.
'Tell me you don't want me.' Sherlock gently pushed her so she was lying on her back. He lay down on topo, início of her and locked their lips together.
'I want you. But i.. can't.' He got up and put his camisa back on. Irene sat up on the bed, watching him. He picked up his waist casaco and left.He went upstairs and found Joan in their room. 'Hey.'
'Did you get rid of her?.'
'Not exactly. She's downstairs in the basement.'
'What?. Why?.'
'She needs a place to hide and no one know about the basement, so Moriarty won't find her here.'
'Have you forgotten about what she did?.'
'No, i haven't. But if she crosses us even once i promise i will get rid of her.'
..Alright.' She looked at her ring. 'It's beautiful. Thank you.'
'Your welcome.' He kissed her.
'How do you want to celebrate?.'
'Well, we are in a bedroom.' Joan smiled as he leaned in and kissed her.
The seguinte morning, Joan woke and rushed to the bathroom, she hated being sick. Sherlock woke and knocked on the door.
'Joan, i'll make you some tea. I've been leitura and it helps for afterwards.'
'Ok, thank you.' He went downstairs and found Irene in the kitchen.
'Morning.'
'And too you.' He put the kettle on the hob.
'She alright?.'
'Morning sickness.' He got a cup out of the cupboard.
'How long are you going to pretend that nothing happened the other day?.'
'As long as i have to.'
'You told me you wanted me, how can i ignore that?.'
'Well i wouldn't believe everything i say.'
'You still amor me.'
'No i don't. I have a fiance.'
'That means nothing. You can amor mais than one person.'
'I thought there was only one person for everyone?.'
'Would you stop it. Look at me.' Sherlock glanced sideways at her. 'Sherlock, look at me.' He turned his head. 'Tell me you feel nothing.' He looked at her for a moment then something came over him as he pushed her body up against the counter and whispered.
'What is about you?.' He moved his face slowly towards hers, their lips just touching. 'When ever i see you, my coração races.' His hands traveled up her thighs, Irene gasped in surprise. 'I can't concentrate on anything else but you.' He placed his forehead against hers. 'I don't know what to do.' Just then he heard their bedroom door shut, he moved away from Irene and continued with the tea. 'Morning Watson.'
'Morning.' He gave her a quick kiss and handed her her tea. 'Thank you.' She gave Irene a quick smile then went to sit on the sofa. Before Holmes could follow her, Irene grabbed his arm.
'Meet me downstairs when your finished.' She left the cozinha and went down to her room. Sherlock took a deep breathe then went and sat beside Joan. He put his hand on her tummy.
'What sex do you think it is?.'
'It feels like a boy but i could be wrong. I'm only saying that cause i want it to be a boy.'
'When do you need to go for a scan?.'
'In about a few weeks. I'll go make an appointment today. Saying that i better go get dressed.' He watched her as she went upstairs, she was radiant. He then turned his attention to the basement door, He got up and went over to open it but stopped. He knew if he went down there, he would hate himself for betraying Joan. He had to stop this before it got out of hand.
