Title: And Miles to Go Before I Sleep

Chapter 1: The Crash

Author: Celeste Bloodfire

Rating: T

Description: While on a case Watson gets a call with some devastating news. Oren and his wife got in a car crash. As a result Sherlock and Watson gets a few new housemates. Sherlock believes Oren's crash may not be an accident.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. If I did Sherlock would have already fallen for Watson and vice versa.

Sherlock walked over to Watson and pulled her close no longer able to stand the sexual tension. He could no more stay away from her then stop breathing. He would never admit that to her though. Too many nights dreaming of her, wondering what she tasted like. When she gasped he pressed his lips to hers. She tasted like honey and heaven.

She kissed him back and he felt triumphant. He wrapped one arm around her waist and ran his fingers through her hair. Like black silk against his fingers. He loved her. He could admit it in his mind but he knew it was finite. When he found Irene's killer he would kill him/her and he'd be in prison. Not exactly a healthy place to start a relationship. Not only that but what kind of relationship would it be if he was still hung up on Irene. It wouldn't be fair to her. So he was just going to sink into the silky soft feel of her kisses. She unbuttoned his t-shirt and ran her fingers across the muscles and tattoos on his chest. Before he knew it his shirt was entirely off. He pushes her against the wall and they continue to make out barely coming up for air. He put his hand under her shirt and...Brrrriiiinnggg Brrrriiiinnngggg.

Sherlock was was pulled quickly from his dream. He was pissed that one was particularly interesting. He answered the phone and said. "Who died?" Captain Bell sighed. "How do you know someone died?"

"Well you always seem to need my help and considering the time," he says looking at his clock. 2:47 AM. "This is hardly a social call." Captain Bell sighed and told him about the newest case. Apparently someone killed a cop who went undercover in a high school. He had just started so there was no real evidence there yet. Sherlock hung up the phone and got dressed. He passed by Watson's room debating whether or not to wake her up. He never thought like that for anyone else and it disturbed him that he thought like that for her. So he just walked into the room to find her naked from the waist up. Surprised he hadn't woke her up he couldn't do anything. Why was he struck by seeing her like that? Its not like he never had sex. Maybe it was that he never had sex with Watson. And as much as he hated to admit it this was the only puzzle he couldn't solve.

Before he could make more of a fool of himself he decided it was high time to wake her up. "Watson cover yourself up we have a case."

Watson didn't think she could be anymore embarrassed or angry. What the hell was Sherlock doing in her bedroom at 3 o'clock in the morning. What the hell was she thinking that she'd be able to get enough privacy to be able to sleep shirtless. Well she knew what she was thinking. The window air conditioning unit was on the fritz and it was soooo hot in her room. Maybe she could use this to her advantage. She had been looking for a way to get at Sherlock and with the look on his face that Sherlock tried to hide he would be into it too. With that thought Watson tuned back into the case.

"He was undercover trying to find who was smuggling drugs to the children. It was a new case so there hadn't been any info yet." Sherlock said.

"Too new for his cover to be blown? Any other enemies?" She asked "What was the lead that lead them to this particular school?"

"Yes...not anymore than any other cop but him being so new most of his enemies are still in prison...A tip off by another cop on the case. Wouldn't name names, not wanting to uncover his CI."

"We'll need the name of his CI to corroborate his story." Sherlock said. Just as he said that Watson's phone started ringing. She excused herself to take the call.

Sherlock continued speaking with Gregson and Bell about the details of the case until he heard Watson cry out and start sobbing. Sherlock ran to her side. "Joan...Joan...are you okay? What is wrong?" his voice was filled with concern.

"Oren and Olivia are in the hospital...They're not sure they're going to p-p-pull through" She said between sobs. Sherlock pulled her in for a quick hug not sure how else to comfort her. "Which hospital are they in?" Sherlock asked.

"Lenox Hill." She said. Sherlock pulled her to her feet and led her out of the room and into her car. He drove at breakneck speed through the New York City traffic to get to the hospital. Watson didn't say anything at all on the ride and he was afraid if he said anything he would break her. So when he pulled up in front of Lenox Hill he went to her side and pulled her out of the passenger seat.

When she was safely out of the car it was like a fire was lit underneath her. She took off at sprint into the hospital. She slowed down when she entered the hospital but she was still at a run until she found his room. The doctor was leaning over him giving him CPR. Soon the doctor notices she is there and he yells to one of the nurses. "Get her out of here!" But Watson could not hear him over someone yelling "Oren! Oren!" At the top of their lungs. When Sherlock came and pulled her out of the room she realized it was her. Then the fire in her left as quickly as it came leaving her a jumbled mess in Sherlock's arms.

I don't think Oren is actually married in the show but for the purpose of this story he is. If you have constructive criticism or some support please review. Please note that excessively rude reviews will be deleted.