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Sherlock sat in the back of the police car as they escorted him back to the brownstone, back to his family. He couldn't believe he was finally going tahanan to them, he missed waking up to them every morning. As they pulled up outside, Joan was standing on the doorstep with Joseph.

'Hey.'
'Hey.'
Sherlock ran up the steps and hugged them both. Joseph held out his arms to him.
'Hey Joseph.' He spun him round and Joseph began to giggle. Sherlock kissed him on the cheek. 'I missed you so much.'
He looked back to Joan.
'But i think i miss you most of all.' He leaned in and kissed her. The halik only last...

It had been almost an oras since Sherlock went down to the basement. Joan had began to pace in front of the door wondering who could be down there, she knew it wasn't Irene as she was in prison. She stopped pacing to open the door, she heard Sherlock's voice but didn't recognize the other one. She crept quietly down further reaching the door at the bottom, she carefully opened the door and peered through the small gap.

'So let me get this right, you want me to help you get rid of a drug pating you owe a bunch of money too?'
'Exactly.'
'Sherlock scoffed.
'You've got to be kidding.'
'Come on Holmes,...

A few weeks had pasted and no one had heard from Sherlock. Joan spent most of her time at the police station, trying to help in anyway she possibly could. Gregson came back after searching for three hours.
'Any luck?.' He shook his head.
'We tried everywhere, we even back tracked to places we've already search. There's so sign of him.' Joan rubbed her eyes. 'You need to go home.'
'No, i'm fine.'
'It wasn't a suggestion. Go tahanan and get some sleep, if there's any news i'll call you.' Joan sighed.
'Alright.' She gathered up her stuff and headed home. She stopped at the flat along the way to check...

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 kampanilya appeared from round the corner.
'Sherlock, can we have a word with you and Oscar for a moment?'
Sherlock gave Joan a halik on the cheek and followed them into one of the interview rooms.
'Now, Oscar we have decided not to charge you but only if you help us catch your dealer.'
'What? I've already told you i'm not telling you anything, if he finds out it was me i'm dead. You've seen the others.'...

Set a couple of months after the trial

As Sherlock sat, waiting for Joan, he thought about the past couple of years. His relationship with Joan has gone from strength to strength, sure they've had their moments but what couple hasn't? He has a beautiful baby boy, who he adores so much and his relationship with his father has gone from none existent to rebuilding. And now he's here.

'Sherlock?' He snapped out of his trance. 'You ok?' He looked up to see Joan standing with Joesph.
'I'm fine. Just thinking.'
'What about?' She sat down susunod to him.
'Life.'
'Sherlock..' She took his hand in hers. 'It's...