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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 кухня 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...

Irene was listening in. She managed to plant a device in the браунстоун, коричневый камень, коричневого while they were out to ужин with Joan's parents. She couldn't believe it, Sherlock could be a father. He always сказал(-а) 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...