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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock sat in the back of the police car as they escorted him back to the brownstone, back to his family. He couldn't believe he was finally going accueil to them, he missed waking up to them every morning. As they pulled up outside, Joan was standing on the doorstep with Joseph.

'Hey.'
'Hey.'
Sherlock ran up the steps and hugged them both. Joseph held out his arms to him.
'Hey Joseph.' He spun him round and Joseph began to giggle. Sherlock kissed him on the cheek. 'I missed toi so much.'
He looked back to Joan.
'But i think i miss toi most of all.' He leaned in and kissed her. The Kiss only last...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Joan sat in the police station, anxiously waiting for Gregson to appear. She hadn't heard from Sherlock in days, she just wanted to know he was ok. She heard Gregson's voice.
'Joan? What are toi doing here? Where's the wee man?'
'He's with my mom, i was wondering toi had a moment?'
He invited her into his office.
'Take a seat.'
She sat down.
'I was wondering if toi heard from Sherlock?'
'I have, why?'
'Cause he hasn't phoned me in a few days, did he sound ok?'
'Joan he's fine, I got off the phone to him a couple if days ago. We're arranging a operation in order to take down Micheal, he's now in on one...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
A couple of jour have past and several busts have been attempted but none have been successful. Michael manged to escape every time. Sherlock was struggling to keep up his facade and with Michael growing suspicious he was keeping a closer eye on his workers. Oscar was always there to back him up but he if knew about Sherlock and his sister, he would drop him in it.

Sherlock lay there on his mattress, trying to deduce another strategy of how to apprehend Micheal. He knew his habits and every single one of his drop spots but not how he managed to escape every time even when surrounded. Then it...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock woke the suivant morning, Olivia was lying asleep beside him. He got up and went downstairs, no sign of Oscar ou Micheal. He took out his phone and dialed Joan's number.
'Sherlock.'
'Morning Watson.' He heard Joesph in the background. 'He's up early.'
Why do toi think i'm up?'
He laughed.
'I miss you.'
'I miss toi too.'
He took a deep breathe.
'I have to tell toi something.'
'What?'
He looked out the cuisine to make sure Olivia wasn't up.
'I've figured out a way to get closer to Micheal.'
'But?'
'But it involves me and Oscars sister.'
Joan went silent, she held the phone against her chest imagining...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
They left Gregson's office holding each others hand and found Oscar sitting in the corridor.
'Holmes, what's going on I've been here for almost two hours.'
'They haven't told you?'
'Told me what?'
Gregson and cloche, bell appeared from round the corner.
'Sherlock, can we have a word with toi and Oscar for a moment?'
Sherlock gave Joan a Kiss on the cheek and followed them into one of the interview rooms.
'Now, Oscar we have decided not to charge toi but only if toi help us catch your dealer.'
'What? I've already told toi i'm not telling toi anything, if he finds out it was me i'm dead. You've seen the others.'...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
They both sat in Gregson's office as they questioned Oscar about the drug dealer, they hadn't a dit a word to each other since leaving the brownstone. Sherlock could tell when she was annoyed with him, he had seen that look many times. He moved closer to her and buried his face in her hair.
'Joan, please, talk to me.' He kissed her shoulder. 'I'm sorry.'
She sighed.
'I know toi are, but you've been keeping plus secrets from me first it was Irene, then your brother now this. How many plus can i expect?'
'No more.'
'You sure about that.' He placed his forehead on her shoulder, not wanting to look in...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
It had been almost an heure since Sherlock went down to the basement. Joan had began to pace in front of the door wondering who could be down there, she knew it wasn't Irene as she was in prison. She stopped pacing to open the door, she heard Sherlock's voice but didn't recognize the other one. She crept quietly down further reaching the door at the bottom, she carefully opened the door and peered through the small gap.

'So let me get this right, toi want me to help toi get rid of a drug requin toi owe a bunch of money too?'
'Exactly.'
'Sherlock scoffed.
'You've got to be kidding.'
'Come on Holmes,...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
'What are toi doing here?'
'Can't a guy drop par and say hello?'
Sherlock stepped outside, shutting the door behind him.
'When the guy happens to be a current drug addict, no he can't.'
'You're one to talk.'
'I've been clean for almost 3 years.'
'Well congrats to you(!)' Oscar looked up at the brownstone. 'Nice place, daddy buy it for you?'
'He did.'
'You on your own?' Sherlock held up his left hand. 'Your married?'
'Almost two years.'
'Does she know about your past? Irene? The drugs?'
'She knows it all. Now, what do toi want?'
'I was hoping for a fix.'
'Not likely, now if toi excuse me.' Sherlock went...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Set a couple of years after Mycroft's funeral.
Sherlock and Joan have been married for almost two years and Joesph has just turned two.

Joan woke from her sleep upon hearing the noise downstairs, she got out of the lit and went down the stairs to living room only to see that Sherlock and Joesph had been playing one of their many games and have knocked over almost everything in the living room.


'Sherlock!'
He looked at Joan and grabbed Joesph to stop him running around,
'What is going on? I thought toi a dit you'd be at the station this morning?'
'I was, I managed to solve the case in under half an...
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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 suivant to him.
'Life.'
'Sherlock..' She took his hand in hers. 'It's...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Joan was woke par the sunlight shining in though the window. She opened her eyes and smiled at her husband, who was still sleeping. She rolled over and checked her phone, no messages from Mycroft. She sat up and ran her hand through her hair, thinking about the wedding. She looked down her ring finger and smiled, she was married. She quietly got out of lit and made her way downstairs. When she got to the kitchen, she found her breakfast was already made. She read the note on the table:
'You didn't really think i was asleep for all that time did you? Enjoy.'
She giggled. He was so thoughtful, one...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Irene got off the plane and hailed the first taxi she could. She sat in the back siège and thought about her plan...and this time...Sherlock would not longer be an exception.

Sherlock woke to the sound of Joseph crying, he crept out of lit and went into his room.

'Hey...' He picked him up. 'What is it?' He took Joseph back into to see Joan, he layed him down on the lit in between them. Joseph raised his hand and almost smacked Joan in the face. Sherlock couldn't help but laugh.
'Hey!.' She looked down and saw Joseph. 'Oh...It was toi was it?' She began to tickle him. 'Was it you?' He began to giggled....
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock woke early and just stared at his brother. They were going accueil 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. toi 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 lit and picked up his bag. 'Are toi sure toi want me to stay with you?'
'I'm sure.' They smiled at each other. Sherlock followed his brother...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock took James back to Mycroft's flat to douche and change. Once he was in the kitchen, Sherlock pulled Mycroft aside.
'Moriarty is in London.'
'How do toi know?'
'James a volé, étole two grand from him. That's why toi haven't heard from him, he's been in hiding.'
'Have toi 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. toi should probably call Joan.'
'No.'
'No? She has a right to know brother.'
'She doesn't need any plus stress, it's not good for her ou 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 suivant to his own. He got up from his lit and sat for a moment, only three plus 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 thé in the pot if toi want some.'
'Thanks.' He got a cup from the cupboard and sat down suivant to her....
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posted by nickjonasfan001
'What?'
'The only way toi can save Sherlock is to give up your baby.'
'That's..That's sick.'
'You a dit toi 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
After dinner, Sherlock disappeared upstairs. Joan was helping Irene with the dishes.
'That's was beautiful.'
'Thank you, i learnt it back in London.'
'What's it like? London?,'
'Like here but...British.' Joan giggled.
'So not much difference?.'
'Except the views, I l’amour the scenery here.'
'It's gorgeous, isn't it?.'
'So..When's the big day?.'
'We haven't decide yet.'
'You nervous?.'
'A little but that's to be expected. I'm just hoping the baby doesn't come on the day.'
'That would be interesting.' They both started to laugh when Sherlock came back downstairs.
'Hey, where'd toi get to?'
'I went up and ran...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
Sherlock went upstairs to get changed. He had to do something about Irene. Joan came out of the bathroom when he had just finished dressing.
'Where toi off too?.'
'Gregson phoned. He needs me at the station.' He kissed her forehead. 'I won't be long.'
'Take a key with you, i'm booking the scan so i don't know how long i'll be.'
'Alright, i'll see toi later. l’amour you.'
'Love toi too.'
He decided to walk to the station, he needed to clear is mind. He had to decide if he was going to tell Joan what happened ou not, he didn't want to hurt her again. He promised her father that he wouldn't. As he walked...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
'Sherlock...' The man grabbed her par her hair to shut her up.
'Don't toi touch her.' The man turned to face him.
'Or what?. How are toi 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 toi 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 feu it. The way your holding says toi have no intention of killing her.' The man looked at Joan then threw her to the floor. 'Now, why did toi take her?.'
'It was the only way...
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posted by nickjonasfan001
When they arrived at the police station Detective cloche, bell was waiting for them
'Captain, we have her in interview room 2 but she's refusing to speak to anyone.'
'That's why i brought him.' Sherlock made his way to the room. He went in and sat down in the chair opposite her.
'I never thought i'd see toi in here Irene, toi hardly ever get caught.' She quickly glanced at him then looked back down at the table. 'And your not one for kidnapping either. Where is she?.' She a dit nothing. 'Irene i know toi were there, i could smell your perfume on Joan's pillows. The question is why were toi there?.' She...
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