Jonny&Lucy

'What?.'
'I use to be a surgeon, I reckon I can do this.' She managed to slide his capa 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 más 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, tu want some?.'
'No i'm fine thanks.' She sat down at the table.
'You don't look so good, tu 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, tu want some water?.'
'Yes please.' Joan...

Sherlock got up early the siguiente 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 mesa, tabla and phoned Gregson.
'Holmes.'
'Captain, if Joan phones tu and asks i was with tu 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 dicho nothing. 'You knew.'
'I'm...'
'Don't. Don't even say your sorry, tu 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 tu stand. Tell me something, why kill so many people?.'
'Haven't tu ever done something just because tu could?.' Sherlock became tense. 'But of course you have, tu were Irene's drug addict boyfriend.'
'I wasn't that addicted when i was with her, it was only after tu made her fake her death.'
'Well she wouldn't play fair.'
'What do tu mean?.'
'Did she tell why she faked her death?.'...

The buscar 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 tu captain.' He got out of the car.
'No problem. tu know where i am...'
'If i need anything.' He opened the door and went inside. He hung up his capa and went into the living room, 'Joan' was sitting on the couch. 'How are tu still here?.'
'It's your subconscious.' He went and sat siguiente 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...