Elementary

It's been a few months since Sherlock was in hospital and Joan is now six months pregnant with their baby.Sherlock has been sleeping in Irene's old room as he and Joan aren't together.

He woke up, still missing the warmth Joan's body lying next to his own. He got up from his bed and sat for a moment, only three more months till their son would arrive. He couldn't wait to meet him. He went upstairs and found Joan in the kitchen. She looked so beautiful to him, always did.
'Morning.'
'Morning, There tea in the pot if you want some.'
'Thanks.' He got a cup from the cupboard and sat down next to her....

Irene was the first to wake, She wandered round the house so she knew every inch of it. She went out the back to get some air, she needed to clear her head. She took a few deep breathes thinking about Moriarty's plan, She felt sick. She went back in and found Joan in the kitchen.
'Morning. i'm making tea, you want some?.'
'No i'm fine thanks.' She sat down at the table.
'You don't look so good, you feeling alright?.'
'Stomach bug, nothing to worry about.' Joan sat opposite her. 'I was a little sick last night but i'm fine.'
'You sure?.' Irene nodded. 'Ok, you want some water?.'
'Yes please.' Joan...

When he got home, Joan was just out of the shower.
'Hey, where did you get off too?.'
'The police station. we've been broken into.'
'Did they take anything?.' Sherlock shook his head. 'Then why would they bother?.'
'Probably some kid, who was dared but wimped out at the last second. Anyway you need to get dressed, they'll be here in five minutes.'
'OK.' She went into her room. The doorbell rang.
'That'll be them.' Sherlock went downstairs and opened the door. 'Captain Gregson. Detective Bell.' He motioned for them to come in.
'Where do you want us to search?.'
'Just the kitchen.'
'But how do you know...'...

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...