Sherlock & Joan

When he got home, Joan was just out of the shower.
'Hey, where did toi 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 toi 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 toi want us to search?.'
'Just the kitchen.'
'But how do toi know...'...

The suivant morning, Joan woke up and turned to look at Sherlock. He was so cute when he was asleep. He seem plus at peace with himself.
'Watson, toi know it's rude to stare.' She giggled as he turned over so he was on haut, retour au début of her.
'So it's OK when toi 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 cuisine and found an envelope with his name on it. He checked the back door and found it was open. It wasn't...

The jour 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, toi ok?'
'A little nervous.' He sat down suivant 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 toi 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...