Jonny Lee Miller & Lucy Liu {TV Guide Magazine}

This is a continuation of the last story but is set about four months after.

Joan woke with sunlight coming through the window, it was beautiful. She looked over and saw Sherlock's half of the 침대 was empty. She put on her dressing 겉옷, 가운 and went downstairs.
'Sherlock?' No one answered, he must be out. She picked her bag up off the 표, 테이블 and checked her phone, there was a text from him.
Sorry i'm not there, Gregson needed a hand with a case. Make it up to 당신 tonight. 사랑 you.
She smiled then went into the 부엌, 주방 to get some coffee. She went and sat down then she got a call from her mum.
'Hey mum....

They both sat in Gregson's office as they questioned Oscar about the drug dealer, they hadn't said 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 당신 are, but you've been keeping 더 많이 secrets from me first it was Irene, then your brother now this. How many 더 많이 can i expect?'
'No more.'
'You sure about that.' He placed his forehead on her shoulder, not wanting to look in...

“Stay,” he said.
That was the 초 time Joan Watson’s world had stopped in her whole life. She was about to leave Sherlock and 옮기기 on to another client, and she had been in that situation thousands of times- the fact of leave a client and then go to another was common for her, it was a routine. But for some strange reason, she couldn’t leave Sherlock so easily. She had become a way attached to him, they were friends? Joan wondered, but then she remembered that “Sherlock Holmes doesn’t have any friends.” She couldn’t help herself and imagined how a 일 without Sherlock could...

Sherlock saw at least 3 different exits from where he stood but all were to far to hatch an escape attempt that wouldn't involve a casuality. He knew what is was like to be shot but didn't want to experience it again. He checked his watch it was ten to eight, he needed to send a signal to Gregson but how? He looked round him for something that could help, he noticed a button the right hand side of the 벽 which could be the buildings old whistle to alert the men work was finished. But getting to it would prove to be a challenge.

'Which one of 당신 is lying?'
'Micheal we've been doing buisness...