I just want to thank everyone who has been writing and reviewing and following and all that wonderful stuff! You really help me out and give me motivation to write more! I would like to say that after this one there will be things I'll add in that happen in some of the newer episodes (It will be character related, not story related.) So if you haven't seen them then all I can say is; What the hell are you doing with your life?!
Here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

Viktor and Jerry sat outside in the pristine Audi across the street from 221b watching as the man and woman moved furniture into the building, Viktor the large bald man on the passenger side spoke quickly into a headset in a thick Russian accent, he was relaying all the details of what was happening while the other, Jerry, a thin blonde man kept an eye out and made sure no one had noticed them. Months they had sat there waiting and watching, wondering if the news was true and for months nothing had happened; until now. "Yes, I realize this may mean nothing. However the fact remains, there is talk around the Underground that Sherlock is not dead and if he were to return he would need to keep his head down; what better way than to make it look like a whole new person is moving in! The focus falls away from the snake and he is able to slither back into his hole!" Viktor grunted as he received his orders "I'm telling you, the time to act is now! If we don't he will discover us and run!" "Viktor keep your voice down." Jerry hissed at him. Viktor gave a few more grunts, yanked his headset off and slammed his fist down on his leg. "сукин сын!" "They said no then." Jerry stated glancing over at his partner with a slight grin on his face. "Заткнись!" Viktor growled back. "Don't talk to me like that! You know I don't understand a word you're saying. Now how about I take you to get some dinner? That will cheer you up." Jerry decided as he started the car up and drove off around the corner.

"Thank you again Richard for all your help today." Rosalyn smiled as she followed Richard out her door. "It was no problem at all." He replied leaning over and gently kissing her cheek. Rosalyn's face began to burn as Richard gave a smirk and turned on his heels to leave. "Be careful going home!" Rosalyn stammered as she turned around to face her door. She twisted the door handle and began to step down into her room when a soft unfamiliar voice stopped her in her feet and her heart in their tracks. "Oh hi there," Rosalyn glanced up, "you're the new tenant Mrs. Hudson was telling me about, sorry for scaring you like that!" Rosalyn shook her head, smiled and held out her hand as she introduced herself to the doctor; as she did this she took in the site of Dr. Watson, he stood maybe 3 or 4 inches taller than she did, his hair was a mess as was his clothes and he looked extremely tired. "I like your accent, where are you from?" He perked up upon hearing her voice "I'm from Alabama," she giggled at his facial expression "it's a really long story!" He nodded understandingly at Rosalyn. "Well John, I would invite you in but it is rather late and my place is a total wreck right now, but if you're up for it maybe sometime this week we could get together for a cup of tea or something!" "That sounds wonderful, I look forward to getting to know you;" his face dropped a bit as he began his next sentence "it's nice having some activity in this place, it has been too quiet around here for too long." He took a breath and made eye contact "Rosalyn, it was nice to meet you again!" With that he walked up the staircase and disappeared off into his flat.