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 tempat tidur 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 anda berkata you'd be at the station this morning?'
'I was, I managed to solve the case in under half an hour.'
He put Joesph down and began to clear up.
'So i came home, anda were still asleep so I decided to entertain Joesph.'
'By trashing the house?' She started to clear up.
'That was never my intention.' After a couple of minuets the living room not longer looked like a bomb site. Joan went into the dapur to make some coffee, He could tell she was annoyed. He went up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist
'I'm sorry.'
'I know.' They stood there for awhile enjoying the quite and relaxing with each other. 'Where's Joesph?'
'In his play room. I made sure the guard's on.' He kissed her neck.
'He is so like anda it's unreal.'
'Is that a bad thing?'
She turned in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck. 'I never berkata that.' She pulled him down and kissed him. 'I cinta it.' He smiled and recaptured her lips. He then lifted her up and sat her on the counter.
'Sherlock.. Joesph..'
'I told anda the guards on.' He untied her dressing gown, letting it drop to the floor. Joan re-moved her hands from around his neck to travel down his body, unbuttoning his kemeja as she went. They haven't been together like this for awhile. Sherlock pulled away to look at her.
'What is it?'
He took a moment.
'I cinta you.'
Joan smiled at him and placed her hand on his cheek.
'I cinta anda too.'
She pulled back into the ciuman but as she did the doorbell went.
'Damn' Sherlock began to re-button his kemeja as Joan jumped down from the counter to retrieve her dressing gown. 'We need to do something about that doorbell.' He gave her a quick ciuman before going to answer the door. He opened it.
'Hey Buddy, long time no see.'
It was Oscar.
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 tempat tidur 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 anda berkata you'd be at the station this morning?'
'I was, I managed to solve the case in under half an hour.'
He put Joesph down and began to clear up.
'So i came home, anda were still asleep so I decided to entertain Joesph.'
'By trashing the house?' She started to clear up.
'That was never my intention.' After a couple of minuets the living room not longer looked like a bomb site. Joan went into the dapur to make some coffee, He could tell she was annoyed. He went up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist
'I'm sorry.'
'I know.' They stood there for awhile enjoying the quite and relaxing with each other. 'Where's Joesph?'
'In his play room. I made sure the guard's on.' He kissed her neck.
'He is so like anda it's unreal.'
'Is that a bad thing?'
She turned in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck. 'I never berkata that.' She pulled him down and kissed him. 'I cinta it.' He smiled and recaptured her lips. He then lifted her up and sat her on the counter.
'Sherlock.. Joesph..'
'I told anda the guards on.' He untied her dressing gown, letting it drop to the floor. Joan re-moved her hands from around his neck to travel down his body, unbuttoning his kemeja as she went. They haven't been together like this for awhile. Sherlock pulled away to look at her.
'What is it?'
He took a moment.
'I cinta you.'
Joan smiled at him and placed her hand on his cheek.
'I cinta anda too.'
She pulled back into the ciuman but as she did the doorbell went.
'Damn' Sherlock began to re-button his kemeja as Joan jumped down from the counter to retrieve her dressing gown. 'We need to do something about that doorbell.' He gave her a quick ciuman before going to answer the door. He opened it.
'Hey Buddy, long time no see.'
It was Oscar.