Chapter 10
"You two kids have fun!" The cabbie said as Jasmine handed him the money and stepped out of the cab. They walked up the stairs in silence and entered 221b together. John was working at his laptop, with the T.V. on quietly in the background.
"You were gone a long time." He said solemnly without looking at them. "What happened?"
"Nothing, really" Sherlock replied calmly. "He just said that I could keep Jasmine and that we've won, this time."
"And how long before the next time?" John looked up at him.
Sherlock just scoffed. "You know I can't tell you that."
"So why were you gone so long?" John asked after a moment of silence.
"We went for a walk" Jasmine smiled as she and Sherlock sat on the sofa.
"Oh." John sighed as he smiled to himself and began typing away again.
There was an awkward silence until a familiar guitar riff came from the T.V.
"OH MY GOD!" Jasmine practically screamed as she dived for the remote "Friends is on!"
"I'm sorry what?" Sherlock laughed.
Jasmine turned to him in genuine shock. "You've never seen friends?" She gawped.
"No I'm afraid not." He replied teasingly.
"You are missing out my friend!" She said as she plonked herself down next to him and pressed a button on the remote. "Oh look!" She said in mock surprise "Back-to-back friends all night!"
"How wonderful" he said sarcastically.
"Seriously Sherlock, you are missing out." She said leaning on him, half for comfort, half ensuring he couldn't get away. "It is arguably the best show ever made!"
They sat there for about 4 hours, even John sat and watched an episode with them before retreating to his room. At about 10 Jasmines phone began to ring. She picked it up from the coffee table, took one look at the caller I.D. and answered sharply before Sherlock saw.
"Hello?" She began.
"I'm hurt Jasmine." A cold Irish voice came through.
"When's Hanson's essay due?" She covered up. "Just let me go and check"
She stood up and signalled to Sherlock that'd she'd be two minutes, before stepping out of the room, making sure that she closed the door behind her. "What do you want Jim!" She whispered.
"I'm really hurt that you would choose him over me".
"Well I did, so get over it"
"Ooh, this isn't over Jasmine." He chuckled "This isn't over until I have you back"
"I thought you said I was boring"
"Far from it, my dear." He purred.
"Look I'm sorry Jim, but I couldn't do it anymore. The murders, the kidnaps, the deceit."
"You never did any of that darling.".
"No but you did. And I wasn't really too keen on having a psychotic murder as a boyfriend."
"That's not what you said after the Ritz. You seemed quite..." He searched for the right word "..keen to be with a "pscho". Didn't think twice about..."
"Jim!" She cut him off. "Sherlock makes me happy! He makes me feel special!" She continued. Jim laughed coldly on the other side.
"We're talking about the same, cold hearted Sherlock right?"
"Look, we're through! This is over."
"I told you Jasmine," he replied threateningly. "It's only just beginning."
"Goodbye Jim." She replied sharply and hung up.
She quickly composed herself and walked back into the flat, where she found Sherlock laughing at Joey's attempted to speak French.
"Oh, I love this one." She laughed, as if the phone call she just had had never happened.
"Who was on the phone?" He asked putting an arm round her as she sat back down.
"No one" she looked up at him. "Just a friend from uni."
They locked eyes for a moment before Jasmine leaned up and placed a light kiss on his lips. He froze, his brain quickly processing what just happened and looking for the correct response. She looked away shyly, obviously this wasn't the way she should have acted. She felt completely stupid until she felt two fingers placed under her chin and her head lifted slowly up. He smiled at her for a brief moment before leaning down to kiss her back. She could do nothing but melt into him. When he finally pulled away he just stared at her searching her face for a trace of emotion. She just began to giggle, she didn't know what else to do. Then without realising it she began to, quietly, sing:
"Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place, suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace."
He smiled down at her and continued "Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste."
"You know that one too?".
"That one was defiantly girlfriend number 4" He laughed as he leaned in for another kiss. Jasmine smiled as she kissed him back. He may not have been perfect, but he was kind, charming and insanely smart. He was Sherlock and she had fallen for him hook line and sinker. She was happier with here than she ever could have been with Jim, and this is where she wanted to stay. She smiled and began singing again... "until the end of time."
The End.
