Hello everyone this is my new fanfiction involving Male Sherlock and female John known as Jean Watson. Here are the flowing warnings please note that these are here to warn you that stuff will happen or have happened.

Warnings. Past rape, mentions of past rape, PTSD because of rape, drugs mention as well as forcibly used, attempt rape, animal abuse (not from Jean or Sherlock or from normal good characters)

Disability nerve damage, spinal damage, tremors, PTSD, use of mobility aids.

Also if anyone wants to be a beta reader for me then just let me know I have dyslexic and would like to warn people that there may be grammar mistakes and misspelling.

Chapter 21 the women part 2.

They stood in front of the house Sherlock looked like he been though the wars his scuff a little out of place his hair was messed up he had a bruise forming on his face and all in all he looked the part, Jean looks like something that was dragged though the bushes and back.

She had her hair undone, her dress slightly torn, (Thank god that Sherlock brought this dress in a charity shop) her face was paler then normal and she had cuts where she landed on the floor over her face she was shaken by the whole thing.

But as Sherlock said they looked the part of a couple of where attacked but fort the robbers off, which of Course made Jean blush.

Sherlock ran the bell and a women voice came though the buzzer Sherlock put his frightened face on "Sorry to disturbed you madam but my friend was attacked by robbers they took my wallet but I got my girlfriend away from them but she been shaken a lot may we come in?"

"Oh sorry to hear that yes some on in" The door opened and a women in her early 30 thirty's perhaps from Jeans though She looked pretty and she was a red head.

Sherlock eased Jean into the house playing the concern boyfriend role, "My you DO look shaken up dear come I will show you into the front room" the women led her up the stairs though Jean was unsteady she had to leave her walker downstairs "Oh.. don't worry about me my partner he was punched I am worried he might have a head injury" Jean put in a worried voice though she was not acting she had hit him rather hard when he came towards her in the alleyway she did not mean to punch him that hard though. She glanced behind her to see Sherlock smirking at her slightly though he was rubbing his face where the bruise was taking place.

"He's fine a man who can't take a punch to the face now and again is no man now… a women one as delicate as you should not be exposed to the likes of robbers and thieves" Jean allowed the women to take her into the front room where she was given a towel and the women came back with a glass of water Sherlock stood up from the fireplace that was in the room. "You ok Jean?" He asked her "Yes just…shaken like you said" Jean agreed her tremors where clear to see she gently put the glass back onto the table in time to see a women a different women coming She took one look at Sherlock then back to Jean she smiled down at the delicate looking maiden. (Adler's point of view not jeans) "My dear you have been in a fight has my assistant been taking care of you"

Jean hesitated slightly this sort of situation is why she had Maya with her but she had to be strong "Yes…. Madam I….She I mean has giving me water to help my nerves" "good I hate to think of someone as delicate as you being in some rough punch up out in the street" The women Alder said She ware a dressing gown with clearly nothing underneath "I am sorry I don't think Kate got your name" "Oh…" She once again looked towards Sherlock who nodded "It Jean madam" "Jean such a pretty name for a pretty lady" Adler turned to look at Sherlock "And you are?" She asked in a dismissive tone "Sherlock" "Oh I know who you are you were in the papers trying to cover this flower up but I Can't say I blame you" She said this as she sat next to Jean "Such a pretty thing this one is should be protected" Jean from her spot was blushing she never been called Flower before and it was a nice change even with this women being part of their case.

"I was fine just shaken as I said" Jean insisted, Alder smiled "There your clearly a special specimen for women of your age group I would not put off now" She took her dressing gown off Sherlock quickly turned away from the women Jean was rotted to the spot.

"Uh…..ummm." Was all that Jean could manage her face was deep red with embarrassment "Come now you must need to change I might have something for you though you are rather skinny it may not fit."

Jean once again hesitated she seemed to be doing that a lot today, "Oh um" "Go ahead Jean you need to change" She hard Sherlock spoke out loud But Jean court the look in his eyes which normally meant that he wanted to have a look around the room without Alder being there all Jean could do was nod "Sure thank you"

Jean was led away from the room and into Miss Alders bedroom "Now I might have a couple of items that would suit you lovely" She said shoving Jean onto her bed where Jean was forced to stay not knowing what was the situation here.

She watched as Miss Alder rummaged though her wardrobe bringing dresses out one by one placing them in front of her as if to expect them on Jean.

"No no no no no Ah" She finally pulled out a simple Dress that was deep navy blue knee length Sailors type outfit. "yes you would look rather cute in this go on put it on" Jean took the dress and looked up and down at the thing she went behind the blinds to change "Yes You put that on while I'll go see your boyfriend" Jean struggled slightly her arms where hurting form the fight but after a short ten minutes she had the dress on with the light brown tights that she was given.

She expected herself in the mirror she would not normally bother with dresses she thought they got in the way of her fighting when she was younger and in the army. But now… she felt that many did not cover the scars she has on her back and shoulders. She left the room and was about to enter the front room but she had already seen the look Sherlock gave her Nodding she grabbed the lighter on the side table and a magazine and placed it by the fire alarm.

She hard Sherlock talking but not understanding what he said she was surprised when a few men had come down the stairs onto the landing One took aim at the fire alarm to shut it off "Thank you" She said but was fooled she knew they were not here on Alders orders one had tried to get hold of Jean but she pushed him away her balance was limited without her walker and while she had her walking crutch she would use it as a weapon. In the end it took two people to restrain her by that time Sherlock had realized something was not right Jean could hear him calling her name in a worried voice.

"Hands behind your head or above but be still" Jean was forced into the room seeing that Miss Alder had Sherlock's coat on covering her up Jean smiled Sherlock was a gentlemen even if he could be a git sometimes, she could feel her legs wobble from the lack of balance support "I am so sorry Sherlock I" She was hit slightly forced to go down on to the floor she would feel that tomorrow "Shut up no talking Miss Alder on the floor next to this bitch" Miss Alder did "You ok darling?" She whispered to Jean "you do look lovely in that dress" "Shut up" The man shouted to them pointing his gun at them Jean knew she had hers on her it was tucked up her outer thigh She nicked the blue garter: that was on the side table before she came out.

Sherlock watched form his spot "Did you want me on the floor as well?" "No I want you to open the safe" Sherlock's eyes lingered to Jean She was shaking a little not in fear no the fear left her weeks ago Her body was exposed to the pain and tremors that would never leave the women. He hated seeing her in this position though he could not understand why he delated a lot of Emotional id from his time taking drugs.

"American interesting why would you care?" He said that while taking his eyes off Jean towards Alder she slightly nodded glancing down to her chest "Sir the safe now" "I don't know the code" "We've been listening she said she told you" "Well if you been listening then you'll know she didn't"

The American looked towards the two women on the floor who had their hands above their heads "I assume I missed something from your reputation I'm assuming that you did not Mr Holmes" Jean could feel her body go faint she missed lunch this afternoon which of course was a stupid thing to do she could feel her body go light Sherlock sighed "Ask Miss Alder she the one who knows the code" The American forced his gun further against Jean's head "yes and she the one who also knows the bugler alarm and the alarm to call the police I don't trust that women"

Alder spoke up "Mr Holmes doesn't…." She was cut off "Shut up one more word out of you two and this one gets a bullet in the brains and that for me would not be hardship"

He moved away pointing his gun towards Sherlock "Mr Archer on the count of three I want you to shot Miss Watson's"

Sherlock felt himself panic "I don't know the code" "1…2" "She did not tell me I DON'T KNOW THE CODE" Sherlock raided his voice "3….." "Wait" Sherlock said he had court Miss Alders eyes once more She was looking down to her chest once more and understanding Sherlock turned to the safe.

He pressed in the code which beeped Jean sighed in relive "Thank you Mr Holmes now please open the safe." Sherlock turned "Vatican Cameos" Jean felt her body shift as Miss Alder moved towards her shoving her out of the way Jean felt her body go onto the floor but she could see her walking crutch She picked it up as the bullet hit the man behind her She glanced to the side to see Miss Alder elbowing an agent behind her Jean swung the stick above the catch the man trying to restrain her again hitting his jaw.

She was on her feet in pain but she would rather know she was on her feet defending her friend then staying on the floor being protected She reached for her gun and pointed it towards the man she hit hands Shaking Sherlock spoke "Do you mind" Alder knocked the man in front of Jean "Thank you…. That was observant" Jean looked between the two "Observant?" She felt her body shake "I am flattered" "Don't be I have eyes for another" Alder nodded "Yes I gathered when I saw you two" "Oh no It not me I am below his league you see miss Alder…" Jean was cut off "Come on lets get moving there will be more of them where this lot came from And Jean you need to eat something."

They headed down stairs Jean grabbed her walker "We should call the police" She said as she placed her gun back into the garter: Sherlock raised the gun in the air "Already done"

"Jean could you check the rest of the house to see how they got in" "Right emm Miss Alder" Alder turned "Did you want this back?" Jean felt her hands run up and down the dress indicating she was still wearing it.

"Oh no you can keep it I was thinking about throwing that out anyway" "Right thank you" Jean turned to check the rooms she came to a room near the top of the house "shit" There was the women Kate from before laying on the grown She went to examine the women feeling a pulse she breathed a sigh of relieve "Sherlock" She shouted. She got up checking the windows they had been smashed in Sherlock arrived "They came in this way" She pointed to the windows.

Jean watched as Alder walked towards Kate concern clearly on her face "It alright she just been knocked out cold" Jean saw the slight sigh of relived on Alders face "well thank god she used to that one. There a back door better check it Flower." Jean had just left the room and was about to go down stairs when she heard the thump from the room she just left.

Returning as Alder left the back way "Don't worry Poppet he will be fine" "What did you give him?" "Don't worry As I said I used it on all my friends he will sleep for a few hours make sure he does not chock on his own vomit"

Jean feel painfully to Sherlock's side "Sherlock can you hear me?" Alder watched from the side "He does not deserve you Flower he far too arrogant and rough for you to be with…and you know what I wrong about him he did know where to look" "For what what are you talking about?" "The key code to my safe" "What was it?" Jean asked "Shall I tell her the women you love?" "I told you" Jean was about to say something else but Alder cut her off "Yes you're far to innocent even with everything that gone on with you well they were my measurements"

Jean watched in horror as Alder feel out of the window She heard the sirens in the background Jean stood there taking in what was said to her she walked back to Sherlock make sure that he was ok.

Who ever this women was She was not to be messed with…but then neither was Dr Jean Watson.

Ok that it for now hope this chapter was ok I found it difficult to write this one not knowing where to go with Miss Alder but after thinking about it I felt it was better if she was another love rival to Sherlock attempt to understand where his emotion are with Jean.

Over and out.