The Party

In the TAXI on the way back to 221B Baker Street, Gina, Naisa and Isabella were catching up on the few hours they had been apart (each making their story sound more heroic than the next) while Sherlock was trying to control his frustrated rage.

"I bet Moriarty's behind this!" He said suddenly through gritted teeth, thumping his knee.

"What Uncle Jim?" Gina asked curiously.

"Ye—what?"

"Uncle Jim," Gina repeated, her innocent face clearly showing she had no idea what she had said wrong. "Jim Moriarty."

"Please tell me you're joking," Sherlock said slowly.

"I never joke after I've almost been eaten by a shark," Gina told him. Sherlock wasn't quite used to their humour yet, but he could tell this was a joke by the way Naisa and Bella seemed to start smirking. "Besides, how many Moriarties do you think there are?"

"Yeah he's her Uncle," Naisa added with a nod, as if to make the situation worse for Sherlock, "he's a little strange."

"There's always one." Gina agreed with a nod.

"I don't think he likes me," Naisa said after a short pause, a look of puzzlement and sadness on her face.

"That's because you told that blowing people up wasn't a very good hobby, and tried to advise him into going fishing instead."

Sherlock simply stared and tried resisting banging his head against the TAXI door. As soon as the reached 221B Baker Street he rushed off to his room, muttering something about why it was always him while Watson greeted the three girls back to the house.

For the first time in what seemed like months, the house of 221B Baker Street was…quiet. Watson wondered if perhaps he had actually deaf, but as he looked around the living room it seemed that all three of the girls were sitting there quietly, there was nothing but the sound of a ticking clock. Sherlock had disappeared, and for once Gina wasn't running after him, she was staring at the floor. Watson watched her for a few minutes before he realised that her hands were shaking. Was she going into shock? Watson decided it was better to be safe than sorry.

"I'm going to take Gina to the hospital to make sure she's OK, you two can stay here." He said. The three girls looked up at him.

"Can't I come?" Naisa asked in a whiney voice, she rather liked practising her flirting moves on young doctors at hospital.

"Tell you what, if you stay I'll bring you back some doughnuts." Watson told her, knowing that he was going to regret this, but it may be the only way to give Gina some peace and quiet.

Naisa gave a small, almost evil smile as she settled back into her chair silently, as if she was already waiting for them to return with doughnuts. Watson took this next silent moment to take Gina out of the house and get a TAXI

The journey to the hospital was once more surprisingly quiet. Gina asked Watson once why they were going to the hospital, and he explained it was just to have a quick check up, there was no harm in it, after all, she had been kidnapped.

At the hospital it was confirm that Gina was nothing worse for ware, just perhaps a little shaken (Gina just having time to slip in "but not stirred" before falling back into silence.) In the end, Watson asked her what was wrong.

"Gina, are you okay?"

There was a pause where Gina seemed to drag herself out of a daydream and into the real world. "Yeah I'm fine."

Watson wasn't convinced. "Are you sure?"

Gina gave him a quick smile, "I'm sure."

"You seem different…more mellow." Watson wasn't quite sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"I'm just reflecting, I do that sometimes, it's nothing to worry about." Gina told him, brushing away the topic with a laugh, but Watson wasn't quite finished.

"Fair enough," there was a pause, "what are you thinking about?"

"What else? Sherlock."

"What about him? By the look on your face, for once I don't think it's a plan to get him into bed."

This made Gina laugh so loudly that other people in the hospital turned and looked at her with confused expression on their faces.

"Sorry," Gina said quickly, she stopped laughing and lowered her voice a little as she turned back to Watson. "Just thinking about my feelings towards him... and how I don't think it's just stalker-ish obsession anymore."

"Why's that?" Watson asked.

Gina blushed a little. "Well for one, as soon as I saw him at the zoo, I felt a way I never thought I would feel. And secondly, he told me he was glad I was okay. Something in my chest just got lighter, and I felt so happy." She explained.

Watson couldn't help smiling to himself about this.

"What are you smirking at?" Gina demanded.

"Nothing," Watson said quickly, but he was thinking to himself it's love Gina, it's love that you're feeling.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter," Gina said suddenly, brightening up a little. "I know just what I'm going to do when we get back.

A surprise awaited for Gina when she returned to 221B Baker Street. Naisa and Bella had organised for her a surprise Welcome Back Forward Slash Congratulations You Didn't Get Eaten by Crazy Jo the Shark party, which Gina seemed to appreciated.

"We found it was the only way to destroy the house for good reason!" Naisa told Gina happily, giving her a hug.

Bella showed her agreement by letting off several party poppers at the same time and revealing about seven different types of cake.

"We made them!" Bella told Gina happily.

"And look, I found some wine!" Naisa told them, holding up a bottle with a look of delight and a little madness.

"If you value your life, this house or the whole street," Bella said to Watson, taking the bottle from Naisa and giving it to him, "don't let her touch a drop of alcohol."

Watson nodded, not wanting to think of what might happen.

The party went as well as any party might go that was organised by two slightly over excited teenage girls. Mrs Hudson had to come into the room three times until they finally realised she was asking for them to turn the music down, and Watson still wasn't convinced that food fights were fun, especially when there was cake plastered up the kitchen wall. But to Watson's surprise, he found himself actually enjoying the evening, and even Sherlock flashed a quick smile of amusement when he thought no one was looking.

By the end of the evening a lull had settled over the group, all the energy seemed to have petered out from everyone, even when eight doughnuts were eaten within four minutes between the three girls. Sherlock found Gina staring at him with her bright, cheerful eyes, and he found himself staring back.

Silence fell in the room.

"Did I ever thank you?" Gina said suddenly.

"Thank me for what?" Sherlock asked.

"For saving my life today." Gina explained, she looked as surprised as everyone else in the room that Sherlock was being modest.

"I'm sure you would have been able to take care of yourself," Sherlock mumbled.

"Yes, but it's nice to know that someone is looking over your shoulder, who cares about your safety." Gina told him, blushing a little.

Sherlock smiled at her. The two stared deep into each other's eyes.

"Err, I think we should give them a bit of privacy," Bella whispered to Watson, who nodded and was about to leave the room when he spotted Naisa.

"Naisa, what are you doing?" Watson hissed at Naisa.

"I always love these scenes in films," Naisa explained in a high pitched, almost teary voice. She sat crouched in a chair right in front of Gina and Sherlock, watching them closely and feeding herself popcorn.

"Naisa where did you get the popcorn from?" Watson asked curiously.

"Bor mooering da momon." Naisa complained, her mouth full of popcorn, glaring at Watson.

"No, you're ruining the moment," Bella told her friend harshly, grabbing the back of her chair and dragging her out of the room.

Naisa swallowed her popcorn in time to say "weeeeeeeeeee" before the door slammed and Sherlock and Gina were left alone.

Sherlock suddenly seemed to realise that him and Gina were still alone, and that Gina was still smiling. He coughed uncomfortably and stood up, trying to avoid Gina's eyes as he gazed out the window.

"You're surprised you could feel this way about someone aren't you." Gina guessed, silently standing up and walking towards Sherlock.

"And so do you," Sherlock said, turning to look at Gina, if he was surprised to see her right in front of him, he didn't show it. In fact his face broke into a smile as he looked into her eyes.

"Well in that case, I'm glad we're going through it together." Gina told him.

"I wouldn't want it any other way."

To his own surprise, and probably Gina's, Sherlock leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. He wondered if it was too soon, but he realised that Gina was kissing him back, and her arms wrapped themselves around his neck, pulling him closer, and that thought disappeared. Sherlock found his arms wrapping around Gina's waist, and he asked himself why it had taken them so long to share their first kiss.
After what seemed like an age, but at the same time felt far too soon, Gina pulled away. Her smile was still glittering on her face and the light in her eyes seemed to dance with joy, Sherlock smiled back.

"Did I ever tell you," Gina said slowly, but the smile on her face still remaining. "That I don't actually have anywhere to live?"

"Well, I heard that 221B Baker Street is quite a nice place to stay." Sherlock told her.

The resulting grin threatened to split Gina's face in half.

By Naisa, who is pretty annoyed that she got to write the romantic chapter, yuk! Ah well, that's how the chapters panned out. Would have loved to have written the "I think I'll call it crazy Jo" scene…you have no idea how many times me and Gina acted out that scene! XD But I think Gina did a great job with that one anyway! (: Please review (: