Sherlock & Joan | I've got this friend

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 you doing here? Where's the wee man?'
'He's with my mom, i was wondering you had a moment?'
He invited her into his office.
'Take a seat.'
She sat down.
'I was wondering if you 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...

The next morning, Sherlock woke early in order to meet Gregson and report to him.
'Morning.'
'Morning, how you feeling?'
'Not too bad, slept pretty well.'
Gregson took out a notepad.
'What you got?'
'The dealer is called Micheal, don't have a visual yet he's suppose to be returning from Long Island tonight depending how his 'meeting' goes. How's Watson?'
'She's fine, told me to give you this.'
He handed him a picture of Joseph.
'Thank you Captain.'

After the meeting Sherlock headed back to the den, Olivia was coming down the stairs as he came in.
'Morning.'
'Morning.'
He followed her to the kitchen.
'You...

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...