I do not own Elementary I do own the OC.

Sherlock may seem a bit OOC but I am trying to not make it too much and it are most in this chapter.

I have just started to watch the Second Season.

In the dead of the night

It was midnight and Joan Watson was fast asleep in her room when something woke her, at first she couldn't hear what it was it sounded like someone was crying but it was so softly that it could just have been cat crying outside.

Joan had nearly fallen back to sleep when Sherlock Holmes pushed her door open.

"Watson I need your help right now!" he said and his voice had something urgent in it Joan open one eye and took a look at her friend and saw that he was covered in blood, filth and what she hoped was water his eyes was wide and for a second she thought she saw something that looked like fear in them.

"I will be right with you," She said and jumped from her bed and followed Sherlock down to the sitting room and there on the floor lying on just a thick blanker lied a person who was covered in blood, filth just like Sherlock.

The person lied so still that for a moment Joan thought it was dead but then a soft moan could be heard and Sherlock was at the person's side in a blink of the eye, he took the person's hand in his and just held it, Joan just stood there she didn't know what to do and when Sherlock looked up at her she saw something she had not seen for a long while he was scared.

"Okay what happened to ehh what is your name?" She asked the person on the floor.

"Artemis," Sherlock said still holding Artemis' hand softly in his hand "We were attacked."

Joan nodded and told Sherlock that they had too wash the blood and filth away before she could do anything. Together they undressed Artemis carefully down to her underwear so to not reopen the wounds more.

"Go heat up water and fetch clean towels from the bathroom and some clothe that are light and my first aid box in my room," Joan said "I will keep an eye on her and when we are done I want to know who she really is."

Sherlock didn't indicate that he had heard the last part he just hurried off to do what he had been told for once, and returned a few minutes later with everything a few other things and he had also change into a fresh set of t-shirt and shorts.

Joan quickly started to work on Artemis, she washed off as much as she could and then she started to look over what damages Artemis had.

"I really should call an ambulance," She said more to herself then to Sherlock.

"No Ambulance," he said short "I promise her that."

Sherlock had taken the place beside Artemis' head and was now slowly running his fingers though her hair in a soothing way.

Joan worked and was so focused on Artemis damages like wounds and the broken bones she found, that it took her a while before she notice the soft humming that came from Sherlock. At one point Artemis started to struggle to get away from Joan when she was stitching a wound together but Sherlock hummed a bit louder and Artemis calm down, she had yet open her eyes or said anything more than a moan and something that sounded like Sherlock at one point.

It took nearly three hours for Joan to fix Artemis up as well as she could and she was beyond tired when she was done.

"I think we can put her in a bed now," she said and walk to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"Thanks Watson," Sherlock said and picked Artemis up and disappeared upstairs.

Joan looked after her friend and wondered once again who this Artemis was.

Sherlock placed Artemis in his bed, he then sat down beside her and just looked at her, he stoke her cheek softly and was just about to get up and walk down and talk to Joan about who Artemis was when he felt someone grabbing him around the wrist.

"Please stay," Artemis whispered softly

"Of course," Sherlock said and climbed in beside her and wrapped his arms around her loosely so that he wouldn't hurt her.

And it was like that Joan found them a short while later when she went up to see if she could find Sherlock, she had not expected to find them both in bed together sleeping soundly.

She didn't have the heart wake them so she went back to her own bed and soon was fast asleep again.

Sherlock woke up a few hours later he saw that Artemis was still fast asleep but when he tried to get up from the bed he felt something holding him down, Sherlock took one look down and saw that Artemis had her hands fisted in his t-shirt and wouldn't let it go.

Sherlock had two choices:

One he could easily get out of the t-shirt. But that would most likely wake Artemis and she needed to sleep to get better.

Two He could just as easily stay in bed with Artemis.

With a sigh he lied down again and gave Artemis forehead a soft kiss.

"You are making me soft," he whispered to her.

"Mm I know," She said half asleep back.

They were soon asleep again.

The End

So who is this Artemis?