Title: Rising Stars
Summary: John is starting his career as a creative writer novelist, but Sherlock's writing has blossomed to the top, will the two be able to survive the rising popularity or will their relationship go downward through it all? Sequel to "Teacher's Pet."
Ages: John (30), Sherlock (47).
Author's notes: I also put up a new story titled "The Secret" so I hope everyone reads that as well! Is anyone reading this story? Because I'm not getting a lot of hits or kudos at the moment. So please forgive me if there's any grammar mistakes or if the characters are a bit OOC. If there's any mistakes, please let me know (besides grammar).
One month later…
"I can't believe Moriarty set me back a month's time before I could continue my work again," Sherlock mutters as he and John were inside 221B and Sherlock was complaining that he hadn't done any work at all thanks to a certain doctor who hid his laptop.
"Moriarty is dealt with, Sherlock. You should be glad that Joan Holmes is in your custody now," John said smiling.
"When's Irene bringing her in? Is Jackie alright?" Sherlock asked.
John nodded slowly, "The last time I spoke with her, Irene said that she would be in today later this afternoon. After that she and Jackie will be moving to Cardiff to start a new life," he said.
Sherlock nodded, "I hope Mycroft gets the pleasure of tormenting Moriarty," he said.
"Yea…" John said slowly.
"Do you know someone name Sebastian Moran?" Mycroft asked one day as he had invited John over to his flat while Gregory was working one day.
John frowns, "I never heard of him, why?" He asked.
"Sebastian Moran is the name Moriarty was repeating during my interrogation of him. He was having an affair with him when he pregnant Irene at the time," Mycroft explained.
John swore, "Is Moran someone that we have to deal with?" He asked.
"After finding out who is Moran, we found out that he was under the name Sebastian Wilkes. He is an acquaintance of my brother from University, I believe. He is a CEO of a bank in London," Mycroft said slowly.
"Sherlock mentioned about Wilkes one time before, but not that much," John said.
"Wilkes fancied Sherlock but Sherlock wasn't interested. He wasn't interested with anyone except for Victor Trevor," Mycroft said.
John swore again, "All of this is happening during Sherlock's University days when he was a student. So let me get this straight. Irene and Sherlock were together at one time, Irene found Moriarty, but Moriarty was having an affair with her with Sebastian. Sherlock falls in love with Victor Trevor and Sebastian fancied Sherlock," he said.
"That summons it," Mycroft said nodding.
John sighed, "And the only time I had to worry about was being with Sherlock during my time in the university," he said. "But how did Sebastian meet Sherlock?"
"In the lounge area of the school, I think Sherlock was reading a book during that day," Mycroft said slowly.
"Why wasn't I told about all this before we gotten married?" John asked unhappily.
"Do you regret marrying Sherlock?" Mycroft asked.
"No, but still…"
"He needs you, John. He needs you more than ever."
"John? John!" The voice was exclaiming as John had paced out.
"I'm sorry, what is it Sherlock?" He asked.
Just then, there was a knock on the door bringing both men to perk up at the sound. "That must be Irene and the girls," Sherlock said excitedly. John nods as he follows his husband down the stairs to open the door as Mrs. Hudson was out.
Once the door opened, John immediately nodded to Irene and saw the two girls standing in front of her. John immediately recognized the resemblance of the two girls of their fathers. The one with the curly, dark brown hair was Sherlock's daughter as she was tall for her age. That wasn't the reason why he could tell she was Sherlock's daughter, but it was the eyes.
"I see you know which one is Joan, John," Irene said with a small smile as she pronounced her name the same way as she pronounced John's.
"Yes, she has the features of Sherlock," John said smiling as Sherlock puffed up with pride. John looks at Joan, "Hello Joan, my name is John Watson, I hope you like staying here in 221B," he said.
Joan looks at Irene, "Mummy, do I have to stay here? Can't I go with you and Jackie?" She asked.
"Sherlock is your father, honey. John Watson is your stepfather, you will be fine. I have already enrolled you into your new school that's around the block. You will be starting Monday and you will get new friends," Irene assured her.
"I want to go with you!" Joan exclaims as she attached herself to Irene, as if she doesn't want to let go.
Irene looks at Sherlock and John apologetic as she kissed the top of Joan's head, "I'm sorry, but you can't. I'm wanted here, baby and I don't want to bring you down with me," she said.
"Then why is Jackie coming with you?" Joan asked angrily.
"She'll be staying with a close friend of mine in Cardiff. I will visit the both of you whenever I can," Irene promised as she hugs her daughters.
"I'll write to you whenever I can also, Joan," Jackie said sadly.
Joan nodded, "The same here," she agrees and the two girls hugged one last time before the two had to let go and Joan waves good-bye to Jackie and Irene that were in the taxi cab.
"So Joan, do you want to see your new room?" John asked as soon as the taxi cab was out off sight.
"I HATE IT HERE!" Joan screams as she storms past the two men and went upstairs and into the living room.
John sighed as he looks at Sherlock, "Charming, your daughter is," he said.
"She's just feeling homesick, John. Give her time," Sherlock assured him as he closes the door.
"I hope so," John mutters as he follows Sherlock up the stairs and into the living room where they found Joan, sitting in John's armchair, watching telly.
"What are you watching, Joan?" Sherlock asked slowly as he sat at the desk chair and John sat on the couch.
"Watching anime," Joan replies without looking at either of them.
Anime? Sherlock mouths to John who raised an eyebrow at him in bewilderment.
"You know, if you want Joan, you and I could visit my sister, Harriet. She has a full collection of anime at her disposal and she still has mine as well," John said.
"You have a sister?" Joan asked turning to look at John.
John nodded, "We can meet her during the weekend or she can come over if you prefer. If Sherlock is up to it, you can also meet his older brother, Mycroft. He works as a minor position in the British Government," he said.
"He does?" Joan asked surprised.
Sherlock frowned, "Didn't your mum tell you about what we do for a living?" He asked.
Joan shrugged, "Not much, really. She only told me that the two of you are authors," she said.
"Have you read any our books, Joan?" John asked.
"The orphanage where I was put didn't have that much books but they did have yours, dad. I did stopped reading in the second book when I found out in the end that Detective Little fancied Williams when the two kissed," Joan said.
John and Sherlock looked at each other before turning to look at Joan, "Are you homophobic, Joan?" Sherlock asked.
Joan shook her head, "I'm not! I don't care if the two of you are gay, I'm straight," she said.
"Do you want to put your stuff in your new room, Joan? You could have the room upstairs," John said with a smile.
"Can I?" Joan asked looking at the two.
Sherlock nodded, "Go on. It is already made and ready for you," he said.
Joan grabs her backpack and suitcase as she quickly went upstairs forgetting to turn off the telly. "I think Mycroft and Greg found their flower girl for the wedding," John said smiling.
Sherlock humphed, "I still don't see what Greg sees in Mycroft," he mutters as he turns on the laptop to start working on he's novel.
"Oh, cheer up, will you? At least you won't be seeing Mycroft for three weeks for their honeymoon," John said smirking.
Sherlock lits up, "That's true. Oh gawd, I hope Joan doesn't want to be a British Government when she grows up," he said worriedly.
John laughed at the face Sherlock was making, "You never know Sherlock," he teased as Sherlock didn't said anything more.
TBC...
me: If anyone is reading this, please let me know. It would greatly be appreciated! There might be at least one chapter or two before the ending, and there might be a sequel after this (more focus on Joan Holmes probably for those who are interested - let me know). I am not sure yet since not much people is reading this story, so yea.
Sherlock: There are people that are lazy and there are people who aren't lazy...
John: Yea...
Mycroft: Please review!