This is my first fanfic, for Sherlock Holmes movie! hope u guys like it :D One Shot!

I do not own anything, or any of the characters (except for the ones that I may make up, that were not in the movie)

It was warm and sunny outside the train station. Sherlock Holmes and John Watson have solved another case. They made their way into the train, with the diamond ring that was stolen from the most important person in Britain. John unwillingly carried two heavy bags packed with clothes. While Sherlock carried nothing, but a small little box, in his pocket.

''You are carrying these when we get to the next stop.'' John said to Holmes, as they searched for their seats.

''Why!? I'm already carrying something Watson'' Sherlock answered back as he checked his ticket.

''Oh, yes because one tiny little ring is too heavy for you'' John rolled his eyes.

''It's not little, it's worth millions Watson. And yes it's heavy'' Sherlock mocked. ''Where is our seat anyway, we have been lo-'' A woman bumped into Sherlock, while he was looking at his ticket. ''Ah! There is our seat Watson!'' Sherlock walked over, and lied down.

''Sher-'' John sighed ''I'm so sorry about that Miss, he is kinda drunk'' John apologized to the woman, and took his seat.

''Ughh two hours in this boring train!'' Sherlock complained.

''Well, I have to sit two hours here with you. So I shouldn't feel sorry for you'' John flipped the page of the news paper.

Twenty minutes later, a man approached their table. He was wearing a uniform, and it was clear to them that he worked there.

''Ummm... Mr. Holmes?'' He asked

Sherlock groaned, and didn't make any move. ''Um, that's him lying over there. May I help you?'' said John.

''Ahh! Yes sir, here's a wine, and some fresh olives from the-''

''Olives? Who would give us olives? And we didn't order that.'' Watson asked. Confused.

Sherlock rose up from his seat and starred at the wine and the olives. ''Who sent this!?'' He asked.

''Um a woman sir''

''A woman? What woman!? Who?'' Sherlock stood right infront of the man, invading his privacy.

''I - um she said, she is your wife sir'' The man answered nervously.

''W- what his wife? He doesn't have a wife, Holmes, Holmes! Where are you going!'' John sighed, and followed Sherlock immediately. ''Sherlock wait!''

Sherlock ran and checked all the people sitting on the chair. Then the train stopped, which made it easier for him to run, but it got crowded. Suddenly he saw the woman who bumped into him earlier, he remembered what she was wearing, though he didn't see her face. He ran after her, as she went out of the train, and John was right behind him.

''S-stop her! Stop that woman!'' Sherlock shouted, as he struggled to get through the crowd.

The woman stopped for a moment, lifted her head up a little, so that her hat wouldn't cover her face. She moved her eyes, to the direction where Sherlock was, and gave him a wink. As Sherlock got off the train, she was already gone.

''W-where is she?'' John asked, breathing heavily.

''She's gone'' Sherlock checked his pocket, and sighed ''And she left with the ring''

''W- wait what? The ring! The ring that we just got from all of those men, with guns an-''

''Yes, Watson. The diamond ring''

''W- well who was she!? And how did she manage to get the ring from you?''

Sherlock checked his other pocket, and found a small piece of paper. When he opened it, it said.

Missed me?

IA

Sherlock grinned and said. ''She is back John''

''Who is?''

''Come on! Let's go find that ring.''