Sherlock sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for his phone to ring. He should have just told her what was going on then none of this would be happening. His phone rang. It was Joan
'Hey.'
'Hey. I'm at my parents apartment.'
'When did they buy an apartment?.'
'A couple of years ago. They rent it when they don't use it for visits.' They stayed silent for a moment.
'Do they know why your there?.'
'I don't know what to say. I can't tell them the truth because we never told them that we were together and they would have all these questions...'
'I understand. Just..tell them what you have to. I wish this wasn't happening. I never wanted to hurt you.' He could hear her trying to hold back the tears. 'Don't cry Watson. I'll call you later.'
'Ok, bye.'
'Bye.' He threw his phone on the bed and was about to leave when it went off again. 'Hello.'
'Holmes, It's Marcus. I'm calling cause Gregson mentioned a phone you wanted looking at?.' Sherlock went over and took Irene's phone from his drawer.
'What about it?.'
'Well he wants you to bring it in so we can do some tests.'
'I'll be there in five but i want Gregson to meet me.'
'Your call.'
When Holmes arrived Gregson was there but so was Bell.
'I said Gregson was to meet me.'
'Well you didn't say anything about Marcus.' Sherlock rolled his eyes. 'You have the phone?.' Sherlock took it from his pocket and handed it to Detective Bell, who went inside to start the testing. 'You Ok?.'
'Peachy.'
'You told Watson didn't you?.'
'I had no choice, she found the envelopes when she was in your office, they were just sitting on your desk. Were you trying to get me caught?.'
'Of course not. I was looking over the case file before you came and i must of forgot about them.
'So your telling me you left an important piece of evidence lying about were anyone could have taken it?.'
'I never meant for Joan to find them.' Sherlock shook his head. 'It was an accident.'
'The funny thing is, I don't believe you.'
'Believe what you want. I'll call when we get the results.' Gregson left. Holmes turned to leave when he saw Irene across the road. He looked around, there was no one there apart from him and her. He made his way over to her.
'I thought you were leaving?.'
'I forgot something.' She handed him an envelope. 'Don't worry, it's not more photos.' He opened it and found an plane ticket inside. 'I want you to come with me.'
'You've just wreaked my relationship and now you expect me to run away with you?.'
'The ticket expires in four days. I'm going with or without you.' She turned and walked away. He looked down at the ticket. She was going back to London. Back to where they started.
When he got home he placed the ticket on the mantle piece. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to stay here and rebuild his relationship with Joan but he couldn't help wondering what it would be like to go back to London with Irene and start a new. He had four days and counting. Four days to figure out what he wanted but most importantly he had four days to figure out who he wanted.
'Hey.'
'Hey. I'm at my parents apartment.'
'When did they buy an apartment?.'
'A couple of years ago. They rent it when they don't use it for visits.' They stayed silent for a moment.
'Do they know why your there?.'
'I don't know what to say. I can't tell them the truth because we never told them that we were together and they would have all these questions...'
'I understand. Just..tell them what you have to. I wish this wasn't happening. I never wanted to hurt you.' He could hear her trying to hold back the tears. 'Don't cry Watson. I'll call you later.'
'Ok, bye.'
'Bye.' He threw his phone on the bed and was about to leave when it went off again. 'Hello.'
'Holmes, It's Marcus. I'm calling cause Gregson mentioned a phone you wanted looking at?.' Sherlock went over and took Irene's phone from his drawer.
'What about it?.'
'Well he wants you to bring it in so we can do some tests.'
'I'll be there in five but i want Gregson to meet me.'
'Your call.'
When Holmes arrived Gregson was there but so was Bell.
'I said Gregson was to meet me.'
'Well you didn't say anything about Marcus.' Sherlock rolled his eyes. 'You have the phone?.' Sherlock took it from his pocket and handed it to Detective Bell, who went inside to start the testing. 'You Ok?.'
'Peachy.'
'You told Watson didn't you?.'
'I had no choice, she found the envelopes when she was in your office, they were just sitting on your desk. Were you trying to get me caught?.'
'Of course not. I was looking over the case file before you came and i must of forgot about them.
'So your telling me you left an important piece of evidence lying about were anyone could have taken it?.'
'I never meant for Joan to find them.' Sherlock shook his head. 'It was an accident.'
'The funny thing is, I don't believe you.'
'Believe what you want. I'll call when we get the results.' Gregson left. Holmes turned to leave when he saw Irene across the road. He looked around, there was no one there apart from him and her. He made his way over to her.
'I thought you were leaving?.'
'I forgot something.' She handed him an envelope. 'Don't worry, it's not more photos.' He opened it and found an plane ticket inside. 'I want you to come with me.'
'You've just wreaked my relationship and now you expect me to run away with you?.'
'The ticket expires in four days. I'm going with or without you.' She turned and walked away. He looked down at the ticket. She was going back to London. Back to where they started.
When he got home he placed the ticket on the mantle piece. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to stay here and rebuild his relationship with Joan but he couldn't help wondering what it would be like to go back to London with Irene and start a new. He had four days and counting. Four days to figure out what he wanted but most importantly he had four days to figure out who he wanted.
