The siku of the trial arrived. Sherlock finished dressing and went downstairs. He was nervous, mainly for Joan. He found her in the living room with Joseph.
'Hey.'
'Hey, wewe ok?'
'A little nervous.' He sat down inayofuata to her. 'You?'
'Not too bad, just don't want to face her attorney.'
'I know, but we've done nothing wrong. We have nothing to fear.' He took Joseph's hand. 'Uncle Mycroft's looking after wewe today, go easy on him.'
Joan giggled as Mycroft came out from the kitchen.
'I'm sure uncle Mycroft can look after him for one afternoon.' Joan handed Joseph to him. 'We'll be just fine, won't we?' Joan...

'We met in London. He came round to my house, making enquiries for the art gallery i worked for. We met a couple of times after that.'
'It was a sexual relationship?'
'Yes..I thought he loved me.'
'Thought?'
'After a couple of months, things got a bit heated. '
'Can wewe elaborate on that?'
'We had an argument on night, we both alisema things we didn't mean but...i was too slow to stop him.'
'What happened Ms. Adler?'
'He shoved me against the wall...' Sherlock shot up from his seat.
'Liar! I never touched you!.' The judge banged his gavel.
'Mr Holmes, sit down au i'll shall be forced to remove wewe from...

Sherlock woke to find himself all stitched up, but his brother was no where to be seen.
'Excuse me, nurse? Where's Mycroft Holmes?'
'Are wewe a relation?'
'He's my older brother.'
'He's in surgery at the moment.'
'What for?'
'He has third degree burns much like yourself but since he has cancer their worried the explosion could have caused something to enter his immune system which is pretty weak from the kimo.'
'Can wewe keep updated?'
'Of course.'
'Thank you.' As the nurse left, Joan came in. 'Joan?'
'Sherlock!.' She hugged but he winced. 'Sorry. I thought i'd Lost wewe again.'
'You'll never get rid of...

That night Sherlock slept on the couch, He didn't want to make things zaidi awkward with Joan. When he woke, he thought about what to say to her, he couldn't just ignore this. He sat up and saw Irene in the kitchen.
'Your up early.'
'Couldn't sleep, What about you?'
'A lot on my mind.' Irene went and sat inayofuata to him.
'Here.' She handed him a cup of tea.
'Thank you.' He took a sip.
'So what's on your mind?' Sherlock remained silent, just staring at his tea. 'Does it have something to do with wewe sleeping on the couch?'
'It doesn't matter.' He leaned mbele and placed his cup on the table.
'Joan?'
'...We..We...

After a couple of days, Joan was discharged but they kept Sherlock in for zaidi observation along with Mycroft. As his brother slept, Sherlock couldn't help but blame himself. If he knew Moriarty was in London his would never have come and this probably wouldn't have happened. Joan crept in along with this Joseph.
'Hey.'
'Hey.' She gave him a quick kiss. 'How are wewe feeling?'
'I'm fine, i don't know why...'
'It's just a precaution.'
'I know.. but i want to go nyumbani with wewe and this little one. How is he?'
'He's good, feels so weird..I didn't expect to have him for another three months..and now..here...

Memories are funny things. They can come and go. Memories are like diaries. We store everything in there. Good ones and bad ones. But what happens when those memories are taken from us?

Joan was in the jikoni making some coffee to wake herself up. She didn't hear Sherlock sneaking up behind her. Sherlock wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close

"Good morning"
"Morning"
"Your up early"
"Yeah i couldn't really sleep"
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah must just be one of those nights"

Sherlock began to kiss the back of her neck and run his hand through her hair. She lent back into him and sighed with...

Joan woke the inayofuata morning with Sherlock's arms wrapped around her. She gently turned to face him, he look so peaceful when he was asleep. She leaned in and gave a slow, soft kiss, After a moment she felt him reply. She pulled away slowly and placed her forehead against his.
'Can i get woken like that everyday?.' She giggled.
'Maybe..If your good.' She gave him a quick kiss. 'I have to meet my mother today, hope wewe don't mind.'
'Well it's ruined my plans for the da...'
'What plans?'
'Well they involved you, me and this bed.' Joan smiled as he leaned in and kissed her, his hands gripped her waist...

Sherlock couldn't keep his eyes of Joan all night, she was amazing. He knew he had to ask her now au he never will. He already told her dad about tonight and was waiting for his permission to ask her. Joe gave him a nod, Sherlock took a deep breathe.
'Sherlock, wewe ok?.'
'I'm fine, in fact i'm..Happier then i've ever been. Joan, when we first met i knew wewe were something special, and when we got together i knew wewe were the right one for me. You've never aliyopewa up on me and i promise to do the same.' He took the ring out of his pocket. 'Joan Watson, will wewe do me the tremendous honor of becoming...

Irene was listening in. She managed to plant a device in the brownstone while they were out to chajio, chakula cha jioni with Joan's parents. She couldn't believe it, Sherlock could be a father. He always alisema to her that kids would be a burden to him, especially with his work. She understood that but would Joan?.

'Your pregnant?.'
'I don't know. I haven't checked it yet.' Sherlock moved his hands to her tummy. He couldn't believe it, a baby could be in there. His baby. Joan placed her hands on his. 'I'm so nervous.'
'Your not the only one.' Joan looked down at her tummy.
'But i'm also..excited. I shouldn't be getting...

'What?.'
'I use to be a surgeon, I reckon I can do this.' She managed to slide his kanzu, koti off and unbuttoned his shirt. She went into the bathroom and took through all the toilet roll they had. She applied pressure to the wound, hoping it would stop bleeding. 'You ok?.'
'I'm fine.' She pushed down zaidi which made him flinch.
'Sorry.' She removed the paper, The bleeding stopped. She filled the syringe with morphine.
'Trust me?.'
'Yes.' She pushed the needle into his skin and the morphine went in.
'Done.' She tossed it aside and grabbed a fresh needle. She took her scarf and pulled out a thread, which...

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, wewe want some?.'
'No i'm fine thanks.' She sat down at the table.
'You don't look so good, wewe 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, wewe want some water?.'
'Yes please.' Joan...

Sherlock got up early the inayofuata morning. He looked over at Joan and smiled. He loved her so much. He leaned over and kissed her lightly so he wouldn't wake her. He got dressed then made his way downstairs, he grabbed his phone of the meza, jedwali and phoned Gregson.
'Holmes.'
'Captain, if Joan phones wewe and asks i was with wewe all this morning.'
'Ok, why?'
'I'll explain later.' He hung up his phone and made his way out the door.
He had been looking round the store for thirty minuets when he found exactly the right ring. It was a silver diamond with two blue sapphires either side of it. The woman asked...

'Gregson!.' He came back in. 'You have to get back there somethings just happened to him.'
'What happened?.'
'I don't know, we're talking and all I heard was a gunshot.' She looked at Gregson who was looking at the floor like he was ashamed. 'You knew?.' He alisema nothing. 'You knew.'
'I'm...'
'Don't. Don't even say your sorry, wewe hypothetically pulled the trigger.'
'How is this my fault?.'
'You could have phoned your men from the hospital phone and told them to go in there.'
'There wouldn't have been a different outcome,By the time they got in there he would have pulled the trigger anyway.' Joan shook...

'So Moriarty, 'M' wouldn't happen to be short for that?.'
'Ding Ding, Winner!.'
'I thought i would never find you. I spent ages scrolling through case file after case file but nothing. Not even a whisper and now, there wewe stand. Tell me something, why kill so many people?.'
'Haven't wewe ever done something just because wewe could?.' Sherlock became tense. 'But of course you have, wewe were Irene's drug addict boyfriend.'
'I wasn't that addicted when i was with her, it was only after wewe made her fake her death.'
'Well she wouldn't play fair.'
'What do wewe mean?.'
'Did she tell why she faked her death?.'...

The tafuta came up with nothing. They manged to wipe the place clean of any evidence. Gregson gave Sherlock a lift back to brownstone, he didn't say a word the whole ride there.
'Thank wewe captain.' He got out of the car.
'No problem. wewe know where i am...'
'If i need anything.' He opened the door and went inside. He hung up his kanzu, koti and went into the living room, 'Joan' was sitting on the couch. 'How are wewe still here?.'
'It's your subconscious.' He went and sat inayofuata to her. 'What's wrong?.'
'Irene gave us a dead end. We're still no closer to finding you.' She placed a hand on his thigh.
'It'll...

For the past two days, Sherlock didn't sleep. He was so focused on finding her that sleep wasn't an option anymore. He placed all the evidence on the ukuta above the fireplace and tried to piece them all together but he couldn't find any link. Who ever this is, they're very good, They had him stumped. He sat down on the kitanda with his head in his hands and sighed. After a moment he looked back up and saw 'Joan' standing in the corner.
'I know i'm not asleep au on drugs so how can wewe be here?.'
'Because wewe haven't slept in two days, wewe need to rest and wewe better not be on drugs.' She went over...

Sherlock didn't get much sleep, he kept going over different scenarios in his head. What if he chose to stay here in New York with Joan?. He knew he would have a happy life with her. But what if he went back to London with Irene?. Would it be the same as before au would it be different?. He knew he couldn't have both. He had three days left to decide. He was about to go downstairs when he passed Joans room, He opened the door and looked inside. He missed having her around. He sighed and headed downstairs. His phone went off, It was Gregson.
'Captain.'
'Holmes, i'm giving wewe heads up. The police...

A couple of days later. Sherlock was about to go to kitanda when his phone went off. It was a text from Irene asking to see him one last time before she left. Joan was out seeing her family (She hasn't told them about her and Sherlock yet). He put on his koti, jacket and scarf and left to meet her. He found her sitting in on a park bench.
'Didn't think wewe would onyesha up.' Sherlock sat down inayofuata to her.
'What do wewe want?.'
'I told you. I wanted to see wewe before i left.'
'If wewe wanted to see me wewe would have come to my flat but no wewe chose to meet here. There's something else.' She took out her phone...

'Aren't wewe going to invite me in?.' Sherlock just stared at her in shock. 'I didn't expect wewe to be so speechless. Glad to see i still have that effect on you.'
'How can wewe be here?.'
'Not important. Now...'
'Tell me!.'
'How about we take this inside?.' Sherlock moved aside so Irene could come in. He followed her into the front room. 'Nice place. Don't know how wewe can afford it with your little habit.'
'How do wewe know about that?.' She turned round at him and smiled.
'I've kept tabs on you.'
'Then you'll know I've aliyopewa it up.' Irene moved closer to him.
'Did wewe miss me?.'
'I've moved on.'
'Not...

As Irene left the room, she ran into Joan.
'What were wewe doing in his room?.'
'Saying goodbye.'
'Good. You've caused enough trouble.' She was about to go in when Irene grabbed her arm.
'Look, the only reason i did all those things was to protect him.'
'By letting them kidnap his girlfriend? Some protection.'
'The only reason i did that was... because i was jealous.'
'Of me?. She nodded 'Why?.'
'I was still in upendo him. I still am. He was the only man who was so challenging and difficult to figure out. I liked it, found it..kinda sexy. Then i saw how he was with wewe and i couldn't handle it. I'm sorry...