Sorry it took a long time for me to write this chapter. Been busy the whole week, but here is chap.7 hope you like it :), and pls. Review (^_^)

'' What was that for!''

'' That's for letting me believe that you were dead!.''

'' Did I slap you when you made me believe you were dead?''

''That's different!, besides I've always wanted to slap those cheekbones.''

'' Not funny, why are you back here in London? It's not safe''

'' What do you think?. My ''husband'' has been gone for months, what would the people think''

''Really is that really the reason?'' he raised his eyebrows

'' Oh don't you dare start with that Mr. Holmes. Have you ever seen John lately?, the man's crushed and lonely''. She stared at Sherlock

''Yes, I know, I had to let him believe that I was dead or else his and other peoples lives would be in danger.'' he replied silently. ''I've been watching him, making sure he's alright and Mrs. Hudson.'' he added

After a couple hours of silence, staring at each other. Sherlock finally asked Irene what was written in the letter. Irene explained that she gave John the address of the apartment, but she didn't write who the letter was from. Sherlock though it was not a good idea, but Irene won the argument at the end.

''We should go now, if we want to catch the last flight to New York.''

''Just five more minutes!. ''

''He won't come. Why would he, just because he received an anonymous letter with a time and place does-'' Sherlock stopped when he heard a knock

''You were saying? '' Irene grinned

Irene wasn't surprised to see John, but John however wasn't sure what he felt, he was surprised, shocked, confused, angry but at the same time happy. He was angry to see a reminder of the lie that he told Sherlock, a lie that he never wanted to tell. But he was happy that Irene was alive that the lie wasn't that much of a lie after all.

''Dr. Watson'' Irene gave him a warm smile

'' I -i Ms. Adler. John replied still shocked and confused

'' I know that this maybe hard to take in , after what happened to Sherlock. Please come in you don't want to stand here and freeze.''

'' Y- yes'' John followed Irene absentmindedly

After Irene explained everything to John, she finally asked him how he is doing, and if there's anything she could do to help. John told her everything, how he felt, and all his questions why Sherlock did what he have done. Knowing that Irene is the person that understood Sherlock more than he did , then they ended up talking for hours. Irene suggested a way to let all his anger out, by saying all the annoying things or the things that he didn't like about Sherlock, knowing that Sherlock is just a couple of feet away from them.

'' We'll... he always disagree with the things I write on my blog, he doesn't seem to care meeting my girlfriend, our apartment is always messy, there's body parts in the fridge, he says things that may hurt other people, but ofcourse he doesn't mean any of it, it's just he's own way on talking to people.'' John and Irene laughed while they talked about the silly things Sherlock have done. '' But I can't think of anything that would make me Sherlock. Even though he maybe annoying sometimes, not a single day I spend with him made me think that I hate him. I like him just the way he is. different. He's more than a friend to me, for me he was my silly little brother.'' Irene took John's hand and in silence. '' I just don't understand why, why he did it.'' John added

''Well, I guess sometimes, even the smartest person we know makes mistakes.''

''What was that?, is there someone else in here?'' John asked suspiciously while he searched with his eyes.

''No, um it's just my dog... Gladstone. He always knock of things, he's quite annoying''

'' Gladstone.. Gladstone.. The name sounds familiar... But anyway it's running late, better get going it was really nice to talk to you Ms. Adler. Thank you.

No worries, just give me a call whenever you need to talk again.

When Irene closed the door, Sherlock was already beside her

''Gosh! You scared me!.''

'' Oh I'm sorry I guess it was a mistake!'' Sherlock rolled his eyes and gave a pout

'' Really? From that whole conversation, you want to discuss the ''you making a mistake'' part''. Irene rolled her eyes

'' Well just to make it clear I don't make mistakes. And what was all those things you made John tell about me?.''

'' Just wanted to get it all out from him as much as possible, thought you'd might wanna hear it too. Besides it ended up well didn't it?. His silly little brother. Irene brushed his cheeks with her warm hands smoothly. The side where she slapped him earlier, and this made Sherlock uncomfortable in a good way.

'' Well I've always thought of him as a brother too.''

'' He knows that you care for him as much as he cares for you. We have to take an early flight tomorrow, we missed the last one for today. Besides I'm very tired.''

'' Most of the things that John said weren't silly at all. For example putting thumbs in the fridge, where else am I suppose to put it, it's common sense. And another one when he sai-

Sherlock was frozen, when he felt Irene's lips touched his. Nobody ever kissed him on the lips before, he never really thought about kissing someone. He thinks these kinds of things are just a waste of time. He felt that he should have said something, or at least tried to stop her when she kissed him. but he couldn't even move, he just stared at the woman that is walking away from him.

- '' Good night Mr. Holmes.'' Then Irene closed the bedroom door.