Sherlock woke to sound of Joan in the bathroom, morning sickness was a killer. He knocked on the door.
'Joan, everything alright?.'
'I'm ok. The baby's awake.'
'I'll go make you some tea.' He went downstairs and into the kitchen, He was so scared about all of this. He knew it was a natural part of pregnancy but it frightened him to see her being ill. There was a knock at the back door. It was Irene.
'What now?.'
'Have you thought about what i said?.'
'Yes. It's not going to happen.' She pulled him outside and shut the door.
'You have to convince her, Moriarty is making plans.'
'He's not going to touch her and if he does..I'll kill him.' He noticed her bag, 'Running away?.'
'I have too. I just came over to say goodbye. For good.'
'Where will you go?.'
'You know I've always loved to travel, i can go anywhere and everywhere. But i'll miss New York..and you.'
'Irene...'
'I know, your with Joan but..I can't help it if i still love you. I mean..how could i ever stop loving you? Your charming, smart..sexy. I just can't believe I've lost you.' Sherlock looked at her for a moment, remembering their time together. He noticed her hand entwining with his. He sighed and turned away from her.
'Don't.'
'What?.'
'I've spent so long trying to get over you, don't bring all those memories back.'
'Sherlock..'
'I did love you. I loved you so much that i would die for you.' He turned back and looked at her, They both had tears forming in their eyes. 'I loved you Irene, But that's all gone. I'm with Joan now and we're having a baby, something which i never thought would happen.'
'...I..need to go.' She went to pick up her bag when Sherlock took her hand in his.
'But i can't escape the fact that you will always be..my first love. Remember that.' They looked at each other then Irene moved her head towards his, Her lips came slowly towards his. Sherlock closed his eyes, waiting for their lips to collide. The kiss was soft and tender then after a moment, increased to passionate one. Her hands went through his hair while he wrapped his around her waist, pulling her closer to him. After a moment, Sherlock began to kiss her neck, She let out a little moan. He was the only one who could ever make her feel this way but after a moment he stopped and placed his head on her shoulder.
What is it?.'
'I..I shouldn't have done that.' He pulled away form her. 'I..I shouldn't have..' He was starting to panic. 'Oh god...' He looked at her, wanting to finish what they started. He went over and kissed her again. 'I have to go.' He was about to leave when she grabbed his hand.
'Why did you kiss me?.'
'It was a Goodbye kiss.'
'I've never had one like that before.' She gently pushed his body against the wall. 'I may have to say goodbye more often.' Sherlock sighed then surprised her spinning her round so she now had her back against the wall. She pulled him closer to her, her face moved slowly towards his, their lips barley touching.
'I shouldn't be doing this.' He began to run his hands over her body. 'But i know that after that kiss...i won't be able to stop.'
'I wouldn't want you too.' Her lips crashed against his. He lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. She pulled away after a couple of minuets. 'What about Joan?.'
'I still love her, nothing will change that.' He placed her down. 'I'm sorry but that's the truth.'
'I understand..But does she make you feel the way i do?.' Sherlock didn't answer. 'Think it over and if you change your mind, you know how to find me.' She picked up her bag and walked away. Sherlock went back inside, he knew this would end badly.
After a moment Joan came downstairs.
'Everything alright?.'
'Yeah, that's the longest morning sickness in the history of pregnancy. I just couldn't stop.'
'It will get better as the pregnancy goes on.' He handed her her tea.
'Thank you.' She kissed his cheek and sat down at the table. 'I was thinking about asking my folks out to dinner tonight, what'd you think?.'
'Sounds good, you gonna tell them?.' She shrugged.
'Maybe...'
'Take your time there's no pressure.' He kissed her head them went upstairs to find his phone, nothing from Gregson. He opened the drawer and pulled out the ring, tonight could be night.
Irene walked through New York, thinking about what just happened. She kissed him but he kissed her back. All she had to do now was to make him realize that he still loves her. She noticed a car was following her, she ran and managed to ditch it. Moriarty was very persistent.
Sherlock was downstairs waiting for Joan, she was still getting ready.
'Joan, we're going to be late.' She came down stairs in a black dress with her hair all tied back. 'You look...' He couldn't think of a word.
'Your speechless, that's a first.' She kissed him.
'You know.. i don't mind being a little late.' Joan giggled.
'Come on.' As she walked out a head of him, He took the ring out of his pocket for one at look, hopefully by the end of the night it will be on her finger.
'Joan, everything alright?.'
'I'm ok. The baby's awake.'
'I'll go make you some tea.' He went downstairs and into the kitchen, He was so scared about all of this. He knew it was a natural part of pregnancy but it frightened him to see her being ill. There was a knock at the back door. It was Irene.
'What now?.'
'Have you thought about what i said?.'
'Yes. It's not going to happen.' She pulled him outside and shut the door.
'You have to convince her, Moriarty is making plans.'
'He's not going to touch her and if he does..I'll kill him.' He noticed her bag, 'Running away?.'
'I have too. I just came over to say goodbye. For good.'
'Where will you go?.'
'You know I've always loved to travel, i can go anywhere and everywhere. But i'll miss New York..and you.'
'Irene...'
'I know, your with Joan but..I can't help it if i still love you. I mean..how could i ever stop loving you? Your charming, smart..sexy. I just can't believe I've lost you.' Sherlock looked at her for a moment, remembering their time together. He noticed her hand entwining with his. He sighed and turned away from her.
'Don't.'
'What?.'
'I've spent so long trying to get over you, don't bring all those memories back.'
'Sherlock..'
'I did love you. I loved you so much that i would die for you.' He turned back and looked at her, They both had tears forming in their eyes. 'I loved you Irene, But that's all gone. I'm with Joan now and we're having a baby, something which i never thought would happen.'
'...I..need to go.' She went to pick up her bag when Sherlock took her hand in his.
'But i can't escape the fact that you will always be..my first love. Remember that.' They looked at each other then Irene moved her head towards his, Her lips came slowly towards his. Sherlock closed his eyes, waiting for their lips to collide. The kiss was soft and tender then after a moment, increased to passionate one. Her hands went through his hair while he wrapped his around her waist, pulling her closer to him. After a moment, Sherlock began to kiss her neck, She let out a little moan. He was the only one who could ever make her feel this way but after a moment he stopped and placed his head on her shoulder.
What is it?.'
'I..I shouldn't have done that.' He pulled away form her. 'I..I shouldn't have..' He was starting to panic. 'Oh god...' He looked at her, wanting to finish what they started. He went over and kissed her again. 'I have to go.' He was about to leave when she grabbed his hand.
'Why did you kiss me?.'
'It was a Goodbye kiss.'
'I've never had one like that before.' She gently pushed his body against the wall. 'I may have to say goodbye more often.' Sherlock sighed then surprised her spinning her round so she now had her back against the wall. She pulled him closer to her, her face moved slowly towards his, their lips barley touching.
'I shouldn't be doing this.' He began to run his hands over her body. 'But i know that after that kiss...i won't be able to stop.'
'I wouldn't want you too.' Her lips crashed against his. He lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. She pulled away after a couple of minuets. 'What about Joan?.'
'I still love her, nothing will change that.' He placed her down. 'I'm sorry but that's the truth.'
'I understand..But does she make you feel the way i do?.' Sherlock didn't answer. 'Think it over and if you change your mind, you know how to find me.' She picked up her bag and walked away. Sherlock went back inside, he knew this would end badly.
After a moment Joan came downstairs.
'Everything alright?.'
'Yeah, that's the longest morning sickness in the history of pregnancy. I just couldn't stop.'
'It will get better as the pregnancy goes on.' He handed her her tea.
'Thank you.' She kissed his cheek and sat down at the table. 'I was thinking about asking my folks out to dinner tonight, what'd you think?.'
'Sounds good, you gonna tell them?.' She shrugged.
'Maybe...'
'Take your time there's no pressure.' He kissed her head them went upstairs to find his phone, nothing from Gregson. He opened the drawer and pulled out the ring, tonight could be night.
Irene walked through New York, thinking about what just happened. She kissed him but he kissed her back. All she had to do now was to make him realize that he still loves her. She noticed a car was following her, she ran and managed to ditch it. Moriarty was very persistent.
Sherlock was downstairs waiting for Joan, she was still getting ready.
'Joan, we're going to be late.' She came down stairs in a black dress with her hair all tied back. 'You look...' He couldn't think of a word.
'Your speechless, that's a first.' She kissed him.
'You know.. i don't mind being a little late.' Joan giggled.
'Come on.' As she walked out a head of him, He took the ring out of his pocket for one at look, hopefully by the end of the night it will be on her finger.