Sherlock
As soon as I saw Grace enter the hospital I dropped my phone as I placed my head in my hands.
"This was a good I idea right, John." I sighed.
"Yes Sherlock, I'm on your side. This is the only way we could make sure Grace is going to be ok." John said as the car took off. We had borrowed one of Mycroft's cars.
"God, do you really think she is serious about moving out." I asked seriously.
"I don't think so. Once we figure out what is going on, she will understand we were right."
I sighed, I wasn't so sure. Grace was really mad. I had betrayed her. This was possibly the worst thing I had ever done. But I had to. It was the only way to keep her safe. I just prayed the doctors would tell her what was wrong and that it wasn't something serious. But in my mind, I knew it was something big.
"Are you sure you want to go see Kitty?" John asked.
"Yes. I need to know where she got those picture." I said grabbing my phone again.
"Who are you even talking to?"
"Lestrade, I'm letting him know that we have a stalker taking photos of us." I said.
"Is Grace ok, what is going on, I saw the paper? Where are you?" Lestrade berated me with questions."
"I'm going to take care of some questions I have for the bitch." I replied.
"Sherlock don't." He said but I quickly muted the conversation.
"Where are we even going?" John asked.
"The driver knows." I said ignoring John as I looked out the window. At that point I was pretty sure I had lost Grace. I didn't know how she could forgive me.
We reached Kitty's house in a decent amount of time. As soon as the cab stopped, I bolted from cab right to the front door.
"Kitty!" I yelled as I pounded on the door.
"Sherlock!" John gasped as he looked up and down the street.
"If you don't let us in, I'll break the door down!"
Quickly the door flew open and there Kitty was, a terrified look on her face.
I quickly grabbed her arm pulling her inside.
"Sherlock I tried to tell you, if you would have just helped me…" She smiled wickedly.
I roughly grabbed her shoulder as I slammed her into the wall.
"Where did you get the pictures!" I screamed.
"My sources are going to stay anonymous," Kitty said confidently and I let her go.
"Did Charles give you the information?" John asked as I stared angrily at Kitty.
"Who?" She asked.
"Don't pretend you don't know." I snapped angrily.
"Oh Sherlock you are so angry at my article, but nothing in it is a lie." She smiled.
"Where did you get the pictures." I asked again my hands balling into fists.
"I'm sorry that your girlfriend is a whore, Sherlock." Kitty laughed and I charged her, but John quickly stopped me.
"Don't," John snapped.
"I will ask you one more time Kitty." I said through my teeth. "Where did you get the photos?'
"Let's just say that its someone who like me, wants to see the downfall of Sherlock Holmes' fairy tale.
I gritted my teeth as I tried my best not to kill her. Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate and I quickly took it out and saw it was from Grace.
"Grace, are you ok?" I asked answering it.
"Are you still at Kitty's?" She asked panic in her voice.
"Yes, now what did the doctors s…" I started.
"Shut up!" She snapped. "You and John need to get out now." She yelled.
"Grace?"
"Please, run! Please!" She screamed.
"John!" I yelled and I grabbed his arm and we bolted out the door.
"What was that for?" John asked.
"I don't know, Grace said…" I started and suddenly an explosion went off behind us and sent John and me flying forward until our heads cracked against the sidewalk.
I must have passed out for when I woke up I could hear yelling and screaming. I turned to look at John who still lay unconscious on the ground.
"John." I said but I couldn't hear myself my ears were ringing from the explosion.
Slowly I tried to shake him awake and he stirred blinking his eyes a few times before he bolted up right and turned to look behind us. I did the same and I was shocked to find that Kitty's house was gone, along with two other apartments on either side of hers. There were just bricks scattered everywhere.
"Jesus Sherlock!" John gasped and I faintly heard him as the ringing started to fade.
It took only but a few minutes before a slew of police showed up.
We were berated with question after question asking why we were there, how we had gotten out, did we know anything, and other stupid questions. I only answered them to humor Lestrade, who I was shocked hadn't questioned us yet. He was too busy talking on the phone a good distant away from the ambulance where John and I sat.
"Sherlock!" I heard a voice scream and I stood up to find grace sprinting towards me. She flung herself into my arms and I struggled to hold her as every muscle ached. "Are you ok, oh my God." She cried as she held onto me for dear life. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She sobbed and I could feel her knees start to give way so I fell with her sitting on the ground with Grace's face buried in my shoulder.
I looked over to see Mary walk over to John and pull him into a soft hug.
Grace pulled back and looked at me. She was pale and she had tears streaming down her face. She leaned her forehead against mine as I rubbed her back.
"It's ok, I'm ok." I soothed. We stayed like that for a while before she leaned in and kissed me.
"Don't scare me like that." She said as she wiped her tears away.
"Grace how did you know about the bomb?" I asked as I helped her to stand up.
"I got a text telling me to get you out of her house. Then it said there was a bomb in her house." She said.
"Grace, what did the doctors say." John asked as he wrapped his arm around Mary's waist.
"Oh, the doctor said that Grace just has a bad stomach virus, but he gave her some medicine and he said she will be good in a few months, however she will probably still feel a little sick." Mary said and I quickly turned to Grace and a blanket of washed over me.
"Oh thank God." I gasped as I pulled her into my arms. "Wait," I said as I pushed her back and she was crying again. "Why did Magnussen tell us you were sick?"
"He was lying, he wanted us to turn against each other." Grace said and my stomach dropped. I had fallen for Magnusson's plan.
"Gracie, I'm so sorry, I…" My voice cracked but she quickly cut me off by placing her lips on mine.
"It's ok Sherlock, I'm still ungodly pissed and every once and a while I'm going to try to get better."
"Does that mean you're staying at Baker Street." I asked hopefully.
"Where else am I going to go," She sighed and I leaned in and kissed her softly.
"Sherlock," A voice said and I froze in my tracks.
"Oh God no." I thought and I turned to see my mother in faux fur coat her arms crossed over her chest.
"Yes mother." I said no emotion on my face.
"Mycroft said you would be here." She said as she pulled out her phone.
"Typical that you would talk to him first." I snapped as I wrapped my arm around Grace's waist.
"Now Sherlock, I don't have time to deal with your jealousy towards your brother. I came to see how you were doing and to meet your little friend. Suddenly she began to dig through her purse only to pull out Kitty's newspaper article.
"Shit!" I exclaimed as I took a step back and ran my fingers through my hair.
"I'm very disappointed in you Sherlock." Mother sighed and I could feel the rage growing inside me, I knew where she was going with it. "We have already discussed that love kills your brain cells and to be with someone who is not even a match intelligence wise is just disgraceful…"
"Mother stop!" I screamed angry.
"Sherlock, don't speak to your mother that way." She snapped.
"Don't talk about the love of my life like that." I screamed gripping Grace's waste even tighter.
"Don't over exaggerate. There is no such thing as having someone who is the love of your life. Do you think I actually loved your father?"
"Speaking of father dearest, where is he?"
"Who knows," My mother sighed. "Anyway I came to tell you that I am going to be in town for a few weeks and…"
"And you want to actually be around your songs, even though you weren't there for us when we actually needed you."
"And look how you turned out, brilliant. Like I said, love kills brain cells." She said then she held out a card to me. "Here's my number since I have no doubt that you have gotten rid of it." She then turned to walk away but then turned back. "One more thing Sherlock, don't get her knocked up." And as she said this Grace gasped. "Children are a waste of time." My mother said and then she left.
There was a moment of silence as we all just stood there in shock.
"Sherlock," Grace squeaked but I just grabbed her hand and looked at her sadly.
"Let's go home." I sighed and we all slowly headed towards home. We decided to walk just to clear our heads. But before we left John and Mary, who were going to take a cab back, Grace said she needed to talk to Mary.
"Was the really your mother?" John asked as we watched as Grace and Mary talked.
"Unfortunately yes." I sighed as I pulled out my phone to see a text from Lestrade.
It read, "I need to talk to you ASAP!"
I quickly typed back "later." I then turned off my phone.
"I'm sorry Sherlock," John said softly.
"There's nothing to be sorry for John, you had no effect on my childhood and how I was raised." I said although I had known what he meant. I just didn't want to address the topic of my childhood.
"That's not what I…" He sighed. "Never mind."
We saw Mary and Grace hug before they made their way towards us again.
"What was that about?" John asked as I wrapped my arm around Grace's waist.
"I was just congratulating my new sister in law." Grace smiled and then she punched John in the arm. "Thanks for telling me brother of mine"
"Hey I was just waiting for the right time to tell you. And plus Mary had something to ask you." John said looking at Mary. "Did you already ask her?"
"Ask me what?" Grace asked.
"Will you be my maid of honor" Mary asked a smile on her face.
"Oh my God, of course!" Grace gasped as she hugged Mary.
"And Sherlock will you be my best an?" John asked me and I froze unknowing of what to say. "Sherlock?"
"Sherlock, are you ok?" Grace asked laughing slightly.
I had never thought that I would have anyone in my life who would be my friend, let alone my best friend. And I stood in front of him and I looked at my future in front of me. John, my best friend, who changed my life for the better and introduced me to the love of life. Mary, the woman who my best friend was going to marry and someone who I couldn't be more proud to lose him to. And finally Grace, the woman I wanted to spend the rest of life with. The woman I wanted to marry and the woman I wanted to be the mother of my children.
"Sherlock?" Grace asked as she grabbed my hand.
"Let's go home." I said and I quickly walked away Grace's hand in mine.
"That's a yes!" Grace called to John and then she chucked as we walked down an ally. We were going to take the most unknown way back to Baker street as not to run into the reporters.
"What is so funny?" I asked looking at her.
"You're terrified." She laughed.
"Of what may I ask?"
"Being John's best man." She smiled as she bumped her shoulder into mine.
"We suddenly reached a fence which I quickly climbed over and when I turned around I found Grace trying to climb over. I quickly grabbed her and pulled her into my arms kissing her.
"You're avoiding what I said." She smiled as I set her down. "Oh shit!" She suddenly said and I turned to see reporters coming towards us.
"What do we do?" Grace gasped.
"Grace!" The reporters screamed as the hounded us our backs running into the fence. "Why were you in the hospital!"
"Let us through!" I screamed as I placed Grace behind me as I tried to push my way through the crowd.
"Come on Sherlock, tell us your side of the story!" A voice screamed.
I could feel Grace bury her face in my back.
"We aren't going to give you a statement." I said.
"Grace! Sherlock!" Voices kept yelling as we pushed a way through.
The reporters followed us all the way back to 221B. We quickly rushed inside leaning against door breathing heavily as we waited for our eyes, that were blinded by camera flashes, to adjust.
"God, I need to just carry sunglasses." Grace gasped as she yawned.
"Are you tired?" I asked and Grace nodded. It was not even 2 in the afternoon but I too was tired. "Let's go upstairs." I said as I grabbed Grace's hand.
By the time we got up to the bedroom. Both Grace and I were so tired we could barely walk. But I had noticed a change in Grace behavior. She hadn't said a word since we had gotten in the bedroom. And she kept running her hands over her stomach. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I lifted her up so she was standing on my feet. I leaned into kiss her when she pushed me back with a smile.
"You smell like smoke; you need a shower." She laughed as she tried to get away, but I just held on tighter.
"Would you like to join me." I purred and a huge smile spread across her face. She threw herself into my arms as we made our way into the bathroom. By the time we had actually hopped in the shower we were giggling as I turned on the water.
"I love you," Grace said as she leaned up and kissed me.
"I love you too," I said as I grabbed her hands and pushed her slightly into the tiles. I brought her hands above her head as I headed over and kissed her neck.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Sherlock?" Lestrade called. "I need to speak to you."
"Oh my God." Grace whispered as she placed her hands over her mouth. Her eyes were wide.
"Damn-it," I sighed. "Give me a moment!" I called as I flipped off the water.
"Why don't you just go take a nap while I talk to Lestrade," I said as I handed her a towel.
"Are you sure, Sherlock?" She asked as she wrapped it around herself.
"Of course, you need your rest." I said as I kissed her forehead.
We both walked into the bedroom and Grace quickly changed into a red sundress and then sat on the bed as I quickly changed into my dress shirt and pants.
"Rest," I said as I kissed her before I went out to go see Lestrade.
"What?" I asked as I came into the parlor and Lestrade just looked at me a smile on his face.
"Where's Grace?" Lestrade asked.
'She's taking a nap." I snapped.
"Oh," He snickered.
"What do you want?" I snapped.
"What happened with Kitty?" He asked seriously.
"What do you mean?" I asked as I walked to my chair and sat down, straightening my shirt.
"I mean; I get a text from you saying you're going to see Kitty whom you call a bitch. And the next thing I know I'm getting a call that Kitty's apartment building got blown up, and you were the last one in the building. So what happened." Lestrade snapped.
"I was having a civil conversation with her asking where she got the photos, and then I got a call from Grace telling me to get out of the house."
"How did she know about the bomb?"
"She said she got a text from an unknown number." I said.
"Ok, I'll need to see her phone." Lestrade said.
"When she wakes up I will bring it to you. I don't want to wake her up."
"I have one more thing. Um, one of our patrol men was out by your brother's house. And he saw," He stopped as he sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Anderson."
"What!" A voice screamed and Grace suddenly burst into the room. "You saw him, I mean you didn't, but he's back in town, or maybe he never left but, you saw him, Jesus." She panicked her hair shocking wet as it dripped onto her dress. "And he was near Mycroft's, what does he want."
"Grace. It's ok." I said as I grabbed her shoulders. "He isn't going to come near us."
She sighed as she held out the phone for Lestrade.
"Here, I still have the message." She said as I sat down and she sat in my lap.
As Lestrade looked at the message I slowly rubbed circles on Grace's back.
"Alright, I'll figure out whose number this is and get back to you, in the meantime, try not to get into any more trouble, I can only cover for you for so long." Lestrade said. "Also you might want to be a little quieter when you take a shower." He smiled and I saw Grace's face go bright red. Then Lestrade left.
"Well shit." Grace sighed as she leaned her head on my shoulder.
"Hey at least it was Gavin…" I started.
"Greg." She corrected.
"That's what I said, at least it was Greg instead of John." I smiled as I kissed her neck.
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps coming from above us and Grace froze.
"Sherlock," She squeaked. I quickly wrapped my arm around her waist as I stood up.
"Don't worry it's probably," I started when a loud bang rang out and Grace jumped. "Alright come on." I said as I grabbed her hand and walked into the bedroom. I sat her on the bed as I got the gun out of the bedside table.
"You stay in here." I started about Grace quickly grabbed my hand.
"Not happening." She replied.
Sighing I slowly made my way towards the stairs making sure Grace was behind me. As we crept our way up the stairs, I could feel Grace's grip on my hand getting tighter and tighter.
Suddenly John's old bedroom door flung open and Grace screamed however the person who walked out of the door caused me to sigh in annoyance.
"Aww no, did I scare little Gracie wacie. "Adler laughed.
