Truth Be Told
This is part 4 of the "Sherlock's Rose" series.
It is also compatible with Parts 1 & 2 of the "Torchwood Rose" series (but not Part 3!).
Chapter 1: Meeting Ms. Hudson
Rose knocked on the door to 221 Baker Street and an older woman answered the door. "Ah, Mrs. Hudson, I presume?" she exclaimed delightfully.
"Well, yes, dear. Are you a client?" Mrs. Hudson looked at the smiling young woman in the door and wondered what such a pretty girl was doing there.
"Oh no," replied Rose amused. "I am here to see Sherlock. We are going out for dinner. I guess he didn't tell you." She shook her head, but she wasn't really surprised.
"You're here to have dinner with Sherlock? Really?" Mrs. Hudson sounded amazed. "Well then, please come in. You can go on up, but I have no idea what he is doing up there. He has been so quiet for the past few days. No gunshots, explosions, or even violin music."
"Sounds like the model tenant, then," laughed Rose.
"Oh yes!" replied Mrs. Hudson. "Quite unlike the normal!" They both laughed again.
"By the way, I'm Rose." She said smiling and holding out her hand. Ms. Hudson took it and gave it a squeeze.
"Oh, so you are Rose. The Rose Tyler? John was asking about you. Have you two met?"
"Oh, yes! The three of us had dinner last week after working on a case together," replied Rose. It wasn't exactly the truth, but she didn't know any other way to explain it.
"Are you a detective, too, dear?"
"Sometimes…sort of." She shrugged. "It's a bit complicated, Mrs. Hudson."
"Of course it is, if it involves Sherlock and John, my dear!" Mrs. Hudson laughed and Rose smiled widely in agreement.
"And please call me Martha." said the landlady fondly, smiling back, and gestured for Rose to go on up. She stood there watching for a moment and just wondered what was going on. Sherlock didn't have dinner dates or dates of any kind, really – or he never used to, before. Rose seemed like such a nice girl, though. Wouldn't it be something if she and Sherlock could get together? He really needed somebody to watch out after him, especially since John was married now with a baby on the way! Was it even possible, though? Did he even like girls? Mrs. Hudson shrugged and went back to her flat. She left the door open, though, so she could see them when they came back down. Her question was answered about twenty minutes later when they came back down the stairs together, smiling, and holding hands. They looked happy. She waved at them from her flat and Rose waved back. "Good for you, Sherlock," she said to herself after the door shut behind them.