Irene got off the plane and hailed the first taxi she could. She sat in the back نشست 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 بستر 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 بستر 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 آپ was it?' She began to tickle him. 'Was it you?' He began to giggled. Sherlock smiled at her. After a moment Joan looked up and smiled back at him. He leaned in and kissed her.
'Morning.'
'Morning.' She picked up Joseph and headed downstairs. When they got to the kitchen, they saw Irene sitting at the table.
'Morning.'
'Joan would آپ take Joseph back upstairs please?' He leaned over and whispered. 'And call the police.' She did as he asked.
'So i don't get to meet your son?'
'Why would you? Your nothing to me so سے طرف کی extension your nothing to him.'
'Harsh.'
'Nothing آپ don't deserve.' She got up from her seat.
'She's wearing her ring again.'
'I asked her after Joseph was born. We managed to find a loophole in your threat. آپ کہا she either had to get rid of the baby یا me. But سے طرف کی the time he was born, she could no longer get rid of him.'
'I could still make her get rid of him. Adoptions a funny word isn't it?' At that point, Mycroft came upstairs. 'You must be the brother.'
'Sherlock?'
'Mycroft meet Irene Adler.'
'He hasn't told آپ about me?'
'Oh he's mentioned you. What are آپ doing here?'
'Visiting, you?'
'Staying.'
'But from what i heard..You two don't get along.'
'That was a long time ago, Mycroft and I thought it best to reconcile for Joseph's sake.'
'I'm not stupid Sherlock. I know that Mycroft's dying. Moriarty told me.'
'How is that...'
'Sherlock.'
'He's fine, sitting a damp,cold prison cell but he's fine.'
'He's obviously sent آپ here. Other wise آپ wouldn't be.' She went over to Sherlock.
'Maybe i just wanted to see you.'
'I'm not stupid either Irene. آپ can't stand me anymore, i can tell سے طرف کی your eyes.' Mycroft watched them anxiously. 'You hate me for what i did to آپ but i can tell آپ now..I don't regret a thing.'
'Again such harsh words..What's she turned آپ into?'
'A better man.'
'Hmm....I disagree.' She turned and headed for the front door. 'I will get what i want Sherlock, آپ will no longer be an exception. If i have to hurt آپ to get you..Then i will.' As she opened the door, گھنٹی, بیل was standing there.
'Miss Adler, i'm gonna have to ask آپ to come with us.' He cuffed and led her down to the car. Joan came back downstairs.
'Did they get here in time?'
'Look for yourself.' She peered out the door and saw Irene in the back نشست of the car. Irene spotted her. Sherlock noticed and placed his arm around Joan. They watched the car drive off then went back inside.
'How's Joseph?'
'I managed to get him back to sleep. They way she looked at me..'
'Don't worry about it.' He kissed her head. 'She's gone now.'
'But for how long?' Sherlock glanced at Mycroft.
'The police have enough evidence to convict her for attempted murder, she won't be getting out for awhile.'
'If they can keep hold of her, آپ know how manipulative she is.'
'Joan, آپ have nothing to worry about and if she does get out then Sherlock and I will protect you.' She looked at the brothers.
'Alright..I trust you.Both of you.' She went back upstairs.
'Sherlock, آپ ok?'
'I'm fine. Just glad it's all over.'
'Is it?'
'I have no idea. She's angry..People do terrible things when their angry.'
Irene was led to a cell. She sat and began to think. She knew how she was going to get out of here, just a matter of patience. She knew what she would do when the time comes...and she wouldn't regret it.
Sherlock was upstairs getting ready for bed. He paused for a moment and went to look out the window. He looked out at the city, it was beautiful at night. He then felt Joan لپیٹ, لفاف کریں her arms around his waist.
'Hey.'
'Hey. آپ ok?'
'Just admiring the view.' He turned in her arms' 'But i like this one better.' He leaned in and kissed her. She reciprocated and began to walk backwards towards the bed. The back of her legs hit the بستر and she fell on it with Sherlock now on سب, سب سے اوپر of her. He broke the kiss for moment to look at her.
'What is it?'
'Your..Your so beautiful.' She re-captured his lips this time with مزید desire. They haven't been together like this is a long time. Sherlock ran his hand down her body, trying to remember every inch for her. Joan broke the kiss in order to remove Sherlock's shirt. He tossed it aside.
'Joan..You sure?' She nodded. He kissed her again,taking her hand in his.
The اگلے morning, Sherlock woke early and went downstairs, He found Mycroft in the kitchen.
'Morning.'
'Morning. This came for you.' Mycroft handed him a letter. Sherlock opened it. 'What is it?'
'Court date, they want me and Joan to testify.'
'Are آپ sure you'll be up to it?'
'I will be. I want her gone.' He took two mugs from the cupboard and began to make tea.
'How was your night?'
'Fine, don't need to ask about yours.' Sherlock shot him a glance. 'I wasn't prying, i just didn't have earplugs.'
'We weren't even that...' At that moment, Joan came downstairs. 'Hey, I was just about to bring this up to you.' He handed her a cup.
'Awww... Thank you.' She gave him a quick kiss. 'So, what's new?' He handed her the letter. 'What's this?'
'Court date, they want us to testify against Irene. آپ up for it? It's ok if your not.'
'She tried to kill you, she deserves this.' She went and turned on the news.
'She's..feisty isn't she?'
'One of her best qualities, helps with cases.'
'Amoungst other things.'
'Look, we didn't think آپ would..'
'I know...I'll just have to get earplugs.' Sherlock shook his head at him and smiled. He looked over at Joan, She'd been so strong for him, now it was his turn.
Sherlock woke to the sound of Joseph crying, he crept out of بستر 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 بستر 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 آپ was it?' She began to tickle him. 'Was it you?' He began to giggled. Sherlock smiled at her. After a moment Joan looked up and smiled back at him. He leaned in and kissed her.
'Morning.'
'Morning.' She picked up Joseph and headed downstairs. When they got to the kitchen, they saw Irene sitting at the table.
'Morning.'
'Joan would آپ take Joseph back upstairs please?' He leaned over and whispered. 'And call the police.' She did as he asked.
'So i don't get to meet your son?'
'Why would you? Your nothing to me so سے طرف کی extension your nothing to him.'
'Harsh.'
'Nothing آپ don't deserve.' She got up from her seat.
'She's wearing her ring again.'
'I asked her after Joseph was born. We managed to find a loophole in your threat. آپ کہا she either had to get rid of the baby یا me. But سے طرف کی the time he was born, she could no longer get rid of him.'
'I could still make her get rid of him. Adoptions a funny word isn't it?' At that point, Mycroft came upstairs. 'You must be the brother.'
'Sherlock?'
'Mycroft meet Irene Adler.'
'He hasn't told آپ about me?'
'Oh he's mentioned you. What are آپ doing here?'
'Visiting, you?'
'Staying.'
'But from what i heard..You two don't get along.'
'That was a long time ago, Mycroft and I thought it best to reconcile for Joseph's sake.'
'I'm not stupid Sherlock. I know that Mycroft's dying. Moriarty told me.'
'How is that...'
'Sherlock.'
'He's fine, sitting a damp,cold prison cell but he's fine.'
'He's obviously sent آپ here. Other wise آپ wouldn't be.' She went over to Sherlock.
'Maybe i just wanted to see you.'
'I'm not stupid either Irene. آپ can't stand me anymore, i can tell سے طرف کی your eyes.' Mycroft watched them anxiously. 'You hate me for what i did to آپ but i can tell آپ now..I don't regret a thing.'
'Again such harsh words..What's she turned آپ into?'
'A better man.'
'Hmm....I disagree.' She turned and headed for the front door. 'I will get what i want Sherlock, آپ will no longer be an exception. If i have to hurt آپ to get you..Then i will.' As she opened the door, گھنٹی, بیل was standing there.
'Miss Adler, i'm gonna have to ask آپ to come with us.' He cuffed and led her down to the car. Joan came back downstairs.
'Did they get here in time?'
'Look for yourself.' She peered out the door and saw Irene in the back نشست of the car. Irene spotted her. Sherlock noticed and placed his arm around Joan. They watched the car drive off then went back inside.
'How's Joseph?'
'I managed to get him back to sleep. They way she looked at me..'
'Don't worry about it.' He kissed her head. 'She's gone now.'
'But for how long?' Sherlock glanced at Mycroft.
'The police have enough evidence to convict her for attempted murder, she won't be getting out for awhile.'
'If they can keep hold of her, آپ know how manipulative she is.'
'Joan, آپ have nothing to worry about and if she does get out then Sherlock and I will protect you.' She looked at the brothers.
'Alright..I trust you.Both of you.' She went back upstairs.
'Sherlock, آپ ok?'
'I'm fine. Just glad it's all over.'
'Is it?'
'I have no idea. She's angry..People do terrible things when their angry.'
Irene was led to a cell. She sat and began to think. She knew how she was going to get out of here, just a matter of patience. She knew what she would do when the time comes...and she wouldn't regret it.
Sherlock was upstairs getting ready for bed. He paused for a moment and went to look out the window. He looked out at the city, it was beautiful at night. He then felt Joan لپیٹ, لفاف کریں her arms around his waist.
'Hey.'
'Hey. آپ ok?'
'Just admiring the view.' He turned in her arms' 'But i like this one better.' He leaned in and kissed her. She reciprocated and began to walk backwards towards the bed. The back of her legs hit the بستر and she fell on it with Sherlock now on سب, سب سے اوپر of her. He broke the kiss for moment to look at her.
'What is it?'
'Your..Your so beautiful.' She re-captured his lips this time with مزید desire. They haven't been together like this is a long time. Sherlock ran his hand down her body, trying to remember every inch for her. Joan broke the kiss in order to remove Sherlock's shirt. He tossed it aside.
'Joan..You sure?' She nodded. He kissed her again,taking her hand in his.
The اگلے morning, Sherlock woke early and went downstairs, He found Mycroft in the kitchen.
'Morning.'
'Morning. This came for you.' Mycroft handed him a letter. Sherlock opened it. 'What is it?'
'Court date, they want me and Joan to testify.'
'Are آپ sure you'll be up to it?'
'I will be. I want her gone.' He took two mugs from the cupboard and began to make tea.
'How was your night?'
'Fine, don't need to ask about yours.' Sherlock shot him a glance. 'I wasn't prying, i just didn't have earplugs.'
'We weren't even that...' At that moment, Joan came downstairs. 'Hey, I was just about to bring this up to you.' He handed her a cup.
'Awww... Thank you.' She gave him a quick kiss. 'So, what's new?' He handed her the letter. 'What's this?'
'Court date, they want us to testify against Irene. آپ up for it? It's ok if your not.'
'She tried to kill you, she deserves this.' She went and turned on the news.
'She's..feisty isn't she?'
'One of her best qualities, helps with cases.'
'Amoungst other things.'
'Look, we didn't think آپ would..'
'I know...I'll just have to get earplugs.' Sherlock shook his head at him and smiled. He looked over at Joan, She'd been so strong for him, now it was his turn.
