Life carried on, Sophie got back out there , continuing to accompany Sherlock on cases and even still working in the library. Tim had been arrested and taken to who knows where by Mycroft. Sherlock would collect her each night and things went back to normal. Or as normal as possible when you had nightmares every night. Every night she would relive the attack, every night Sherlock would make his way into her room, lie down with her and she would finally be able to sleep.She was falling for him more and more, she just didn't know if he felt the same way.

AN- SMUTT AHEAD

One night, She laid in bed, knowing Sherlock would be in soon to cuddle with her. Tonight she would tell him, she had put one of his shirts on, her black lingerie set underneath.

Sportacus knew that something was different tonight, not only because he had hardly seen Sophie tonight but because he'd noticed her trying to get closer to him, He wanted to tell her tonight how he felt, he was confident she felt the same but he was still anxious that he'd read her wrong. Making his way into her bedroom as he did every night he stopped suddenly I the doorway. She was sitting up in bed and he could see her bra underneath his shirt and couldnt help but think how hot she looked wearing his clothes. Taking a deep breathe he walked in, slipped beside her and wrapped her in his arms. She fit perfectly. His heart racing he slowly traced circles on her back. He could feel her breathe on his neck, she shifted and he let an almost inaudible groan out of his mouth. She was too beautiful. Finally he couldn't hold back any longer, slowly, and giving her plenty of time to push him away he took hold of her chin and gently lifted it to his. Very gently, he pressed his lips to hers, giving her a tender kiss. She groaned and he deepened the kiss. Knotting his hands into her hair he tugged it lightly, causing her to gasp against his lips, taking advance he stuck his tongue in her mouth, causing her to moan even more. Letting his tongue explore her mouth his hands traveled down her side and under his shirt. Lightly tracing its way up to her bra he gently pulled the cup away and pinched her nipple. Slowly, and one handed he unbuttoned his shirt, shifted it off her shoulders and pushed her back down on the bed. Hovering above her he kissed her deeply. Knowing he wouldn't last too long he gently kissed down her body, sucking on each breast and nipple, making them stand at attention. Her hand knotted In his hair and she groaned, arching her back and pushing her body into his waiting hands. Nipping his way down her stomach, across her hips and the apex of her thighs he took in her musky sweet scent, it smelt divine. Hooking her legs over his arms he licked and sucked at her most intimate part, getting quicker and pushing his finger up inside her to prepare her for him. Her hands tightened In his hair, almost to a point that it hurt as she climbed higher and higher until she came loudly. Resting himself on his arms, looking into her eyes and silently asking if she was sure, she pulled him closer and kissed him deeply, pushing herself closer to him. Slowly and as gently as he could he pushed his hard throbbing member into her. Not wanting to hurt her, but not being able to hold back as he felt her tight walls around him he thrust the rest of the way in. Her hymen breaking in the process. She hissed and tightened, He stilled, letting her get used to his size. She nodded and moaned as he pushed into her. Slowly but steadily he moved against her, cupping and pinching her breasts, kissing her neck and letting his tongue explore her every inch. Hearing her start to pant he sped up slightly, hitting her special spot with each thrust. He could feel her walls tightening around him. Knowing he wouldn't last much longer and needing to finish soon his hand trailed down between them and he began to play with her clitoris. Stroking and pinching she climbed higher and higher until her walls quivered inside of her. She came with a small scream, muffled by his mouth clamping onto hers. Her walls tightened and that pushed him over the edge aswell, feeling her pulsating round his length, he kept thrusting until there was nothing more. Slowly coming down from their high he kissed her deeply and pulled out, she winced but continud to lay in his arms kissing him. Laying her head on his chest they laid there and basked in the afterglow. Just as he was drifting off he heard her say 'I love you Lock'

' I love you soo Soph' And with that they both fell into a deep exhausted sleep.

Waking up the next morning to Sophie being asleep naked in his arms was probably one of the best feelings Sherlock had ever experienced. Lightly kissing her hair he maneuvered himself from under her and made his way to the bathroom for a shower. He stood under the water and let the water cascade around him. He had finally told her, finally admitted to her and himself that he was in love with her. He felt her appear behind him and she wrapped her hands round his waist, He reveled in the touch. Slowly she gripped his semi'hard member and started to pump up and down. He tipped his head back and groaned loudly. When she started moving her hands faster he growled, span her round lifted her up and slammed into her. She screamed in pained pleasure. He pumped and thrust hard and fast. Kissing her neck and leaving marks down her clavicle. Biting her bruised lips and he bit them hard enough to draw blood. She panted and he thrust even harder, this wasn't the sweet love making they did last night, this was hard and brutal fucking and my god that's what he needed. Thrusting faster a faster her walls started to tighten around him. She was close and he knew it. Taking her roughly he span her round, one hand in her hair and standing behind he thrust back into her making her quiver and scream. It didn't take long before she was coming round his throbbing length and milking him dry of his own climax. They slowly decended to the floor, wrapping themselves in each others arms and basking in their high.

Having made their way downstairs an hour later, finally clean from their antics they were gobsmacked to find John, Mary and Lestrade in the kitchen with breakfast waiting on the table. One look at the smirks on the mens faces and Mary hiding her giggles behind her hand they knew they had been found out. Lestrade being the idiot that he was stuttered out

'Eventful night then was it Sherlock?'The others burst out laughing and Sophie Blushed a stunning red. Sherlock grinned, shrugged and gave Sophie a kiss. He was proud to show her off, proud to call her his.

Things continued to go well for them, Sophie eventually forgot about the attack and Sherlock pleasure in making her forget. Things were good.