Hi everyone, I just couldn't wait for season 3 to come, so I've decided to write another Sherlock and Irene fanfic!. Just can't get enough with these two... most sexy, brilliant, awesome, beautiful and perfect couple in the world! :P
Hope you enjoy reading this fic! :D. And please review!, I would love to hear some comments and opinions :D. So I could see if I would continue this fic :D...And English is just my second language ... so sorry if there's some mistakes
First Date
It was dark and starry night in Baker Street. John was busy sending messages to Mary, while Sherlock was sitting on his chair in silence. It has been a couple of months since Sherlock saved Irene. It surprises him how he couldn't stop thinking about her. Every other week she always come into his thoughts, wondering if she liked her new life, if she is still a dominatrix, and mostly the question of when he will be seeing her again, and Sherlock found this very disturbing.
Lestrade came to the flat that night, he was drunk. He has been drinking for the past weeks since his divorce.
''Sherlock Holmes! how you doing mate! Care to have a drink?'' Said Lestrade when he stepped into the door and saw Sherlock and John sitting on the couch.
''Go home Lestrade'' Sherlock replied without looking at him.
''Lestrade are you alright?'' John asked in concern.
''How could you ask such a stupid question John! Ofcourse he is not alright, he has been drinking a lot hoping that his wife will take him back which she wouldn't''
''Sherlock!'' John objected
''It's okay John, he is right... he always is, which is very annoying'' Lestrade wiped of a tear and turned around, and reached for the door. ''Anyway I wouldn't disturb you two, or him anymore. I'll go to the pub alone''
''No Lestrade wait! You can't go alone, hold on let me get my jacket'' John took his jacket and turned his head into Sherlock's direction. ''Don't wait up...and Sherlock try not to do any experiment on my dog. Again!''
Sherlock was doing some sort of experiment since John left. He stood infront of the dinning table with some of his equipments. After mixing all the chemicals he needed, he concluded that it was time to test it, and that means it was time to do some tests on Lobster.
''Lobster!'' Sherlock shouted, but the dog didn't show up in the kitchen ''Lobster, come here right now!.'' Sherlock shouted once more.
After a few seconds, Sherlock walked into the living room to search for the dog. Sherlock's anger eased down, the moment he saw the dog lying comfortably on a familiar persons lap.
''You shouldn't do that you know, you don't want John to be angry at you again.''The woman raised her eyebrow, while stroking the dog's back.
Sherlock stood frozen for a second or two, looking at the woman sitting so perfectly on the chair. She was as beautiful as always, her hair was in the same style, when they have first met. Which gives Sherlock a lot of old memories, especially the part of her being naked. And Sherlock knew that she did this on purpose. ''Back in London I see''
''Yes, did you miss me?'' Irene placed the dog on the floor, and began to walk towards Sherlock. ''You know if you want... you could always do an experiment on me, and I could do some to you... This poor dog could use some brake.''Irene leaned forward and placed her lips on his ears and whispered. ''But we have to do the experiments my way''
''Thyo... You aren't suppose to be here when Mycroft finds out about this he wil-''
''Why? Are you worried?'' Irene smirked ''Don't worry darling, I can take care of my self'''
''Ofcourse you can, last time you took care of yourself you were almost beheaded.''
Irene sighed ''That would be the first and last time, I just made a small mistake no worries.'' Irene kissed Sherlock on the face, her lips was just 5 inches apart from his. ''Thank you again Mr. Holmes... I'm tired so I'll see you tomorrow.''Irene walked passed Sherlock and went into his room.
''W- wait you are stayin-'' Sherlock rolled his eyes and followed the woman into the room. But when he walked in he saw her clothes lying on the floor, and she was already in bed. Sherlock decided to go to bed himself. The moment he tucked himself under the blanket, Irene curled up to him
''Goodnight Mr. Holmes''
Sherlock starred at the woman, who is now invading his personal space. But it didn't bother him, not even a bit, which made him smile but he was still irritated to himself . ''Goodnight Miss Adler''
It was almost morning when John went home with Lestrade, both of them were very drunk. John offered Lestrade the couch, they have both decided that he should crash into their flat that night. Both of them were laughing talking about women, and Sherlock.
''Szo Johnny d-dyow tink Szerlock wuld ever find a girl for hims-'' Lestrade began to laugh about the idea of Sherlock having a grilfriend.
''Shhh-szhhh'' John commented with a laugh. ''Aye dont know Lestrade, ho knowz what goes on in Sherlokz mind. Anhyway, I set him up wid a blind date... infact I texted her to come herre wen wi were at da pub.''
''Szo u think szhe is in there now wid him?'' Lestrade asked with a grin.
''Downt know come lets chek''
John opened Sherlock's bedroom door carefully with Lestrade behind him. Both were very surprised when they saw a woman on Sherlock's side.
''Bloody Hell!, John d- do you see wat I'm seeing? S-zerlock Holmes wid a woman in hiz bed!'' Lestrade whispered.
''Yes, I though dis date wouldn't lazt a minute, not even 20 seconds. But I think we have misjudged Sherlock, he iz good with women... though I thought Anne waz a blondie?''
''Who cares!... Sherlock is with her. By da way iz she pretty John?''
John closed the door slowly ''Well zee tomorrow'' John gave a small laugh ''Sherlock Holmes, wid a woman. On a firzt date!''
Lestrade laughed along ''Yea, and we have been in da pub for hourz, and no girlzz... oh well goodnight Johnny see u tmrw, thanks for tonight'' Lestrade lied down on the sofa, and within a second he was asleep. Then John went to sleep as well.