My umbrella was up as I walked into the park, protecting me from the wind and rain. The unprotected woman on the bench fourteen yards away was the reason I was there. I wanted to talk to her, to... spend un-provoked time with her. Running over to her, I covered her with my umbrella.

"You shouldn't be out in this rain," I commented. "You'll catch a cold."

Jennifer looked up at me. I didn't quite catch what she said. I was distracted by her smile, by her emerald eyes, by the way her golden waves of hair were plastered to her face. My breaths quickened slightly as I smiled at her.

I don't know why Jennifer makes me feel like this.

"Let me walk you home." I suggested, offering Jennifer my arm.

When she stood up, she hooked her arm through mine. My heart's beating matched the speed of my silent breathing.

I don't know why I let Jennifer make me feel like this.

"So, how did you find me?" Jennifer asked.

"I was in the area," I lied. "I happened to spot you, and thought I might walk you back to Baker Street so you didn't get any more wet."

Jennifer looked up at me.

"That was very thoughtful of you," she told me. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome." I replied.

With a smile, I looked down at her. I didn't want to smile at her. But, if I'd smiled at her once, I'd keep smiling at her. I let myself get lost in the green eyes she possessed.

I don't know why Jennifer makes me feel at all.

I managed to break my trance, hoping Jennifer hadn't noticed. We re-started our walk, and we talked between ourselves. Jennifer told me about Sherlock and a case John had told her about. I told her what I could.

"Thank you for walking with me." Jennifer thanked me when we got to the flats.

I smiled, yet again.

"It was a pleasure." I told her.

She unlocked the door and put her hand on the knob.

"Wait." I said, holding her shoulder.

Jennifer turned to face me.

I don't know why I did what I did.

Nervous, I hesitated, knowing what I was going to do could change everything, for the better, or for the worse. My head said no. My heart said yes. I knew which was going to win. I leaned down and pressed my lips to Jennifer's in a kiss. After around ten seconds, I warily pulled away.

"Goodnight." I said.

I'd only taken two steps, when I felt a shaking hand grab my wrist. Jennifer was as nervous as me. I turned around, and she tugged my wrist. She wanted me to go back, that much was certain. I re-traced my steps until I was standing in front of her. I gazed at her. Surprisingly, Jennifer unwaveringly gazed back. She stood on her toes with her eyes closed and kissed me. This took me by surprise, forcing my head back and making me stumble a little. Once I re-gained myself, I kissed back and rested my free hand on Jennifer's waist, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. When she pulled away, I knew why. I noticed her blush and shy smile.

"Have a wonderful evening." Jennifer said, before going inside.

She left me gazing at the door. Before walking back down the street, I smiled.

Perhaps it's not knowing that attracts me to Jennifer Watson.

Not knowing has never been my, or my brother's, favourite thing. But, perhaps, over time I've changed.

I never loved. I never wanted to love. That has definitely changed.

Perhaps it's not knowing that attracts me to Jennifer Watson.

-MH