Wer•if•est•er•i•a.

Old English

(v) To wander longingly

through the forest in

a search of a mystery.

/chapter 1/

The cold breeze hit his face as he wrapped his coat tighter around himself while walking down towards 221B Baker Street it's been his home for six months now. He met sherlock and his life got back on track, it was adventures, full of bullets and with danger lurking around every corner.

As he started to get know sherlock, he understood that the man was himself full of mysteries,in other words, life with sherlock holmes was never boring.

He walked into the flat, sherlock who was walking behind him abruptly stopped as if it was an entry call ,they saw the room filled with smoke "you left the stove on, didn't you? how many times sherlock, do I have to tell you? it can cause a gas explosion!" but the consultant detective wasn't listening as he opened the windows to clear the room full of smoke "what are you doing here?" he asked rather rudely.

As the curtain of smoke raised, john could see a silhouette of a person sitting on the sofa, he curiously tried to make out a face in the smoke-filled room, john was stunned he could see a women, not above twenty-five or so, she was pretty, with formal clothes ,but as the smoke cleared out he knew pretty was an understatement.

Her chocolate brown hair were tied behind her head neatly, her face had defined sharp features like her cheekbones and jaw but her straight-edged nose still had a touch of innocence to it, she looked up with her stormy gray eyes that were caged by her winged eyeliner and shining with mystery and mischief, she sensually quirked an eyebrow in sherlock's direction while taking the pipe out just to answer the question "why can't I visit you ?" she said outing another puff of smoke.

"forgive him please he has social issues."john said earning a glare from sherlock ,but the women looked at him with a playful smile.

"Ohh I know that better than anyone, I suppose? heard quite a lot about you"replied the women. john tried to cover his shock by asking "all good I suppose?" the women just smiled at him a' that's for me to know and you figure out' smile.

she was about to say something but sherlock abruptly snatched the pipe from her hands." how many times do I have to tell you don't touch my things!" she rolled her eyes at his childish behavior.

John looked at them baffled and asked. "not to be rude but who are you?"

"Ohh where are my manners" Sherlock said his voice dipped in sarcasm,

" john! Meet Mrs. Evelyn I am proudly Mycroft's dog Rogers, And Eva I am sure Mycroft and you know all about Watson"

"Mycroft's dog!?

"Mrs.?"

Eva and john exclaimed at the same looked at each other. Gaining back his composure john shook hands with the lady ,"it's a pleasure meeting you at last " the women said with a warm smile."the pleasure is all mine,and please call me john" john told her with a friendly smile.

"If you are done with pleasantries , I and john have a case to solve and you have a house to get out of!" Sherlock said butting in.

The doctor and Eva both ignored his existence and continued talking."would you like some tea?"john asked politely "that would be lovely john,maybe then you could tell me why you came back from Afghanistan!" the women said while walking towards Sherlock's room,as if she has been doing it for years.

As john turned to sherlock , he raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner "she a friend of yours?"to which Sherlock snidely responded, "I don't have friends".

John would be lying if he said it didn't bother him but Sherlock didn't need to know that. He quickly turned around and went into the kitchen to make some tea for their guest.

Eva stepped out of the room wearing a dressing robe and sat on Sherlock's chair and took the laptop that was on the table and started typing furiously in it .

"Here's your tea." john kindly handed Eva the tea watching in amusement that his friend was now in his mind the peaceful time was short lived as Sherlock's eyes snapped open and he glared at the women in front of him."that's my chair!and my robe and my laptop!I told you don't touch my things!"in a swift moment he snatched the laptop from her and put it on the far end of the table and way out of her reach. Eva raised her eyebrows at him"wanna snatch the robe too?"she asked teasingly.

Sherlock was about to reply but john cut in "what are you to each other?"this time impatiently.

Sherlock who was already irritated barked"god how can you be so ignorant,can't you see the tan line on her ring finger or the that she had the key to our apartment!"

"Actually I entered using a hairpin"Eva butted in,

Ignoring her Sherlock continued "the comfort level she has with the house and then Mycroft in the same conversation as her. I thought you were learning something from me!"john still looked baffled,Eva let out a sigh and took a deep breath before answering.

" I am his wife."

What do you guys think?-Eva

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