I Can't Fight This Feeling

(Watson's POV)

"WATSON!" Holmes yelled from his room in our Baker Street Home. "One moment Holmes!" I had just received a message that Mary was ill, so of course, I wanted to leave the house as soon as possible. I ran up the stairs and pushed the door open into Holmes dark and messy room.

"AH, Watson!" Holmes said as he came to stand next to me. "Holmes I have to go Mary is ill and-"

"Then I'll just cut to the chase, Irene is coming over for dinner tonight. " I sighed, "Holmes! AH! I'm tired of trying to help you make good choices and then you just ignoring me! Just have a good time then!" With that I turned and slammed the door behind me Mary completely consuming my thoughts.

"How is she?" I asked Mary's maid as I entered her home. "She is doing considerably better today, although she still has a slight fever."

"Thank you Mrs. Cally!" I yelled over my shoulder as I bolted up the stairs to Mary's room stopping at her door to smooth my hair and knock lightly on her wooden bedroom door.

"Mary?" I called and opened the door a crack.

"John! Please come in, come in!" She sat up on her elbows and I sat next to her on her bed and took her hand in mine. It was times like this that proved how much we loved each other. How we could sit in silence and just stare at each other and smile.

"How are you feeling love?" I asked squeezing her hand.

"Better now" She giggled. "You always make me feel better."

I blushed, "Well, let's see how your fever is" I released her hand put the back of my hand to her forehead. Cool. I then checked her vitals and found everything was normal.

"Well, Miss Morstan, You seem to be in good health." I smiled at her taking both of her hands in mine I leaned in and kissed her softly.

"John, will you stay for dinner?" Dinner? HOLMES!

"OH Mary I'm so sorry but Holmes has invited a woman to dinner and I must be there to supervise him!" I laughed, and Mary smiled, but I could tell she was hurt.

"Tomorrow we'll spend the whole day together! I promise!" I raised her hands to my heart, "I miss you"

It was Mary's turn to blush, "Alright Doctor, tomorrow then." She leaned in and kissed my forehead. "I always miss you."

We said our goodbyes and I reminded her I would be here as early as possible tomorrow, and headed downstairs and out the door back to Baker Street.

As I opened the door to 221B I heard screaming from up stairs then heard the opening of Holmes door and Irene Adler came steaming down the stairs. She had gotten half way down the stairs when Holmes caught up with her. "Irene PLEASE!"

"NO SHERLOCK! Just come with me!" I was so shocked, what has he gotten himself into now?! I thought to myself.

"I can't! Just stay here-", Irene pressed her lips to his and then turned and ran down the stairs. I moved to the side as she pushed the door open and ran out into the dark night.

Holmes sat down on the stairs burying his head in his hands, "That WOMAN!"

"What happened Holmes?" I asked him as I walked up the stairs to where he sat and put a hand on his shoulder.

"I'll tell you some other time." He said as he stood. "How is the future Mrs. Watson?"

I was still concerned for my friend but feeling it would be better not to push him I explained how Mary was well and how we planned to spend all day together.

"I think you'll both enjoy yourselves", Holmes said, but he still looked grim, "I'm sorry Watson but I need to sleep I'll see you in the morning." And with that he ran up the stairs and slammed his bedroom door behind him.

As I walked past him room into mine I could hear him plucking the strings of his violin. Closing the door to my bedroom behind me. I changed into my night shirt and fell asleep thinking of the day to come with Mary.

BANG.

I awoke with a start to the sound of unfamiliar gun fire.