"Footsteps"
A taxi stopped in front of 221B Baker Street late at night. A short man stepped out of the vehicle and walked towards a building. He stopped right in front of the door and looked up at the window and saw that it was dark. He assumed that Sherlock was already asleep, so he walked upstairs and slowly opened the door. As he stepped in he heard footsteps.
''Sherlock?...'' John whispered, but he didn't get any reply. Then another sound caught his attention. As he heard it, he then turned on the lights. Astonished and confused by the person standing in front of him, he failed to find the words to say. ''Who- wha-'' A tall figure of a woman was standing right in front of John while holding the doorknob of Sherlock's bedroom. He couldn't see her face because she was wearing some kind of leather costume, John wasn't sure what it was first and the only thing he could compare it too is cat woman's costume. ''What are you doing here- wh-who are you are you a thief!? I'm calling the police!'' John pulled his phone out of his pocket as he walked towards the woman.
''John wait'' She took her mask off and revealed her face. She gave a smirky smile. "It's just me, relax..."
"I- Irene Adler?..." John stood frozen with his mouth wide open. He then blinked a couple of times, and tried to understand what is happening.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I was just getting some water an-" Irene stopped as the door swung open.
"What is going o-" Sherlock saw John standing right in front of him, with his mouth wide opened. "I um- John I- I thought you were staying at Mary's today?..." Sherlock asked calmly but was a little bit embarrassed inside.
"I- I she had to travel-work-important-stuff..." John shook his head and cleared his throat.
"Look, this – we were just- Miss Adler was just-" Sherlock tried to explain.
"No- no I understand" John looked at the clothes that Sherlock was wearing, he knew that he will never get rid of this image of him. "I- I've got to go- I'm really tired.. I- um nice to see you again Miss Adler... And- um have fun.. I guess" John gave an awkward laugh.
Irene smiled. "We will" She teased.
"Goodnight" John walked towards his bedroom. Both Irene and Sherlock heard him murmured "It's too late for this shit. I need some sleep"
Both Sherlock and Irene laughed a little then went into the bedroom. "So... Mr. Holmes where were we?" Irene smiled and jumped into bed with Sherlock.