Chapter nine

Later that evening Elona heard a soft knock on the bedroom door. "Elona?" a soft voice called. Elona sat up.

"Who's there?"

"It's me, John."

" What do you want?"

" come out , please." john begged softly. Elona walked over to the door and threw it open. She reached out hesitantly and grabbed John and pulled him into an embrace.

"ok" she whispered.

" I made some dinner if you're hungry." Elona smiled and and sat down on the couch and John joined her. "Sherlock hasn't come back since..."

" I rather not talk about it."

"right. ok." John rubbed the back of his head nervously , Elona could tell he wanted to help, but he didn't know how.

" uh … John , do you want to watch a movie?"

"sure?" John stated questioningly. Elona really didn't feel like watching a movie , but maybe it would help her forget her troubles even if it would be for a little while.