Title: The little girl with her hands to the sky
Summary: Sherlock discovers that, even if you love each other dearly, there are always ups and down in your relationship. Carried on from 'My Heart Beats For Love'.
And now, as long as I can, I'm holding on with both hands
'Cause forever I believe
That there's nothing I could need but you
So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know
Chapter 2
Now I know what it's like to have friends,
Lucky me
Emma smiled as she looked around the room and silently congratulated herself in doing a good job as cleaning. She had moved all the paper, boxes and all that sort of rubbish so that it was piled neatly around the edges of the room. Then she'd moved four chairs around to the centre of the room but not to close and she'd also put a carpet in the middle. In between one of the two chairs she had put a table where she placed a small Christmas tree. Then she'd hung tinsel around the table, some on the mirror and on the walls. She had finished by hanging mistletoe in different places.
She looked at her watch. She had an hour before John arrived with Sarah so she went to her bed room and started to wrap up everyone's presents.
She had made everyone each a calendar which you could slot pictures in. She was planning on taking the photo's during the day's up to Christmas Day so that everyone could put their favourite pictures in. She hoped they liked them because she really couldn't think of anything else.
A sudden knock on the front door jolted her out of her thoughts. She quickly put the now wrapped presents away again and opened the door. There stood John and a very beautiful girl who, Emma presumed, was Sarah.
"Hello" Emma smiled warmly at them, letting them in. "You must be Sarah. I've heard a lot about you." Emma held out her hand which Sarah shook.
"I am" Sarah conformed. "So, you're the famous Emma who baffles everyone."
Emma grinned. "Oh, I don't know about the famous part, but I have defiantly been known to baffle most people."
Sarah laughed. "Nah, you're pretty famous now because you're dating Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock Holmes of all people" she said, letting Emma take her and John's coats.
"What's so amazing about that?" asked Emma, confused.
"Sherlock doesn't date" Sarah stated.
"Ah" replied Emma, suddenly understanding what she was talking about. "Well, go ahead and sit down. Would like anything to drink?"
"Tea please" said Sarah.
"Coffee, thanks" said John. Emma nodded and walked into the kitchen to get the drinks. Once she was done, she handed each of them theirs, then sat herself down on one of the seats.
"Where's Sherlock?" asked Sarah.
"That is a very good question" Emma said with a slightly worried look.
"Don't worry, Emma, he's probably of somewhere looking for trouble. I mean, it wouldn't be the first time" John laughed causing Emma to smile slightly.
"Yeah, that's Sherlock" she said.
"I'm gonna go look for him." said John, rolling his eyes.
"You don't have to, you know. I'm sure he'll turn up soon" Emma replied.
"Nah, I'll go. Anyway, you girls will get time to get to know each other" he grinned and left the room before Emma could say anything else.
"Honestly" she muttered and Sarah laughed.
"Yeah, I get that all the time" she smiled.
"Same. It's unbelievably. I swear he follows Sherlock around like a very obedient puppy" Emma replied.
"Yeah" Sarah sighed.
"Has Sherlock, with you, ever said something that sounds absolute gobble-de-goop to you and you just say what and he looks at you like you've just drooled on your shirt?" asked Emma.
"All the time" Sarah laughed and Emma joined in. "Sometimes he sort of strips with his chemistry set and I'm like 'Do you two want to be alone'."
Both girls fell into a fit of laughter. Just as Sherlock and John came in to the room.
"What's so funny?" asked Sherlock. Emma merely pointed the spoon she was holding at him, unable to speak. Both girls laughed harder, if that was even possible, at the look on both Sherlock's and John's faces.
Once the girls had calmed down enough to speak, all that Emma and Sarah said was "Nothing" with innocent faces.
"Uh-huh" Sherlock replied as he and John sat down.
"Where was he?" asked Emma.
"At the police station to see if there was an interesting case" John answered. Emma rolled her eyes at Sherlock.
"Of course" she muttered as she looked at the clock opposite her. "Right, I'm gonna make dinner."
"Do you want any help?" asked Sarah, starting to get up. Emma gently, but firmly, pushed her back down in the chair.
"I'm fine, honestly" she smiled warmly at her and skipped into the kitchen.
"I swear she would marry that cooker if she could" John muttered.
"I heard that" Emma shrieked at him from the kitchen.
"Why?" laughed Sarah.
"She's in love with cooking. She would cook all day if she could" Sherlock said. "She adores it."
"And you adore my cooking" Emma shouted back. "So I don't see why you two are complaining."
"Never said we were" John and Sherlock muttered together.
"Sure you weren't" Sarah laughed.
Emma smiled in the kitchen. Now she had two best friends and a boyfriend plus a family that wasn't too far away. Could life get any better? I guess not. And that was what she loved the best.
You're never gonna be alone from this moment on
If you ever feel like letting go, I won't let you fall
When all hope is gone, I know that you can carry on
We're gonna see the world out, I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone
AN: I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a long time but I needed a break to think about some personal things. I hope this chapter made up for my absence. I should warn you, I won't be able to update as quick as I have done in the past though I hope I have enough sense to keep this story going soon as I have so many fans :D