Sherlock & Joan

'What?'
'The only way u can save Sherlock is to give up your baby.'
'That's..That's sick.'
'You zei u 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...

Joan sat in the interview waiting for Gregson and klok, bell to toon up. She couldn't help but wonder where Sherlock could have gone. He didn't have anyone left to help him. He was alone. The door opened and Gregson came in.
'How could u let this happen? I thought Sherlock was your... i don't know friend?.'
'It wasn't my decision.'
'Your the captain. Everything that happens gets run door u first.'
'And is then reported to the chief of police, who makes the final call.'
'Why didn't u tell him that Sherlock wouldn't do such a thing?.' Gregson zei nothing. 'He doesn't know about Sherlock does he?.'
'No...

When he got home, Joan was just out of the shower.
'Hey, where did u get off too?.'
'The police station. we've been broken into.'
'Did they take anything?.' Sherlock shook his head. 'Then why would they bother?.'
'Probably some kid, who was dared but wimped out at the last second. Anyway u need to get dressed, they'll be here in five minutes.'
'OK.' She went into her room. The doorbell rang.
'That'll be them.' Sherlock went downstairs and opened the door. 'Captain Gregson. Detective Bell.' He motioned for them to come in.
'Where do u want us to search?.'
'Just the kitchen.'
'But how do u know...'...

The volgende morning, Joan woke up and turned to look at Sherlock. He was so cute when he was asleep. He seem meer at peace with himself.
'Watson, u know it's rude to stare.' She giggled as he turned over so he was on top, boven of her.
'So it's OK when u do it?.'
'When have i?.'
'Yesterday.' They both laughed. 'I need a shower.' Sherlock pinned her down. 'Sherlock.' He gave her a quick kiss then roll off to let her up. He watched her walk into the bathroom then went downstairs. He went into the keuken-, keuken and found an envelope with his name on it. He checked the back door and found it was open. It wasn't...

The dag of the trial arrived. Sherlock finished dressing and went downstairs. He was nervous, mainly for Joan. He found her in the living room with Joseph.
'Hey.'
'Hey, u ok?'
'A little nervous.' He sat down volgende to her. 'You?'
'Not too bad, just don't want to face her attorney.'
'I know, but we've done nothing wrong. We have nothing to fear.' He took Joseph's hand. 'Uncle Mycroft's looking after u today, go easy on him.'
Joan giggled as Mycroft came out from the kitchen.
'I'm sure uncle Mycroft can look after him for one afternoon.' Joan handed Joseph to him. 'We'll be just fine, won't we?' Joan...