This is a continuation of the last story but is set about four months after.

Joan woke with sunlight coming through the window, it was beautiful. She looked over and saw Sherlock's half of the बिस्तर was empty. She put on her dressing गाउन and went downstairs.
'Sherlock?' No one answered, he must be out. She picked her bag up off the तालिका, टेबल and checked her phone, there was a text from him.
Sorry i'm not there, Gregson needed a hand with a case. Make it up to आप tonight. प्यार you.
She smiled then went into the रसोई, रसोईघर to get some coffee. She went and sat down then she got a call from her mum.
'Hey mum....

They left Gregson's office holding each others hand and found Oscar sitting in the corridor.
'Holmes, what's going on I've been here for almost two hours.'
'They haven't told you?'
'Told me what?'
Gregson and घंटी, बेल appeared from round the corner.
'Sherlock, can we have a word with आप and Oscar for a moment?'
Sherlock gave Joan a किस on the cheek and followed them into one of the interview rooms.
'Now, Oscar we have decided not to charge आप but only if आप help us catch your dealer.'
'What? I've already told आप i'm not telling आप anything, if he finds out it was me i'm dead. You've seen the others.'...

They both sat in Gregson's office as they questioned Oscar about the drug dealer, they hadn't कहा a word to each other since leaving the brownstone. Sherlock could tell when she was annoyed with him, he had seen that look many times. He moved closer to her and buried his face in her hair.
'Joan, please, talk to me.' He kissed her shoulder. 'I'm sorry.'
She sighed.
'I know आप are, but you've been keeping और secrets from me first it was Irene, then your brother now this. How many और can i expect?'
'No more.'
'You sure about that.' He placed his forehead on her shoulder, not wanting to look in...