"Wait. Hunt angels?" John yelled at the Doctor as he ran out the TARDIS door.
The Doctor stopped, turned, and looked John in the eye.
"You must realize, John, the angels are the quintessence of evil. Every second we wait, we are putting more lives in danger. There's a person I have to see. She'll tell me what I need to know."
"Who is it?" asked Amy.
"The Woman."
The Doctor approached the house at West Drummlins. It was still a sad house, but the garden was groomed and trimmed, the paint had been redone, and it was made to be a beautiful sad house. Irene Adler had moved there after Sherlock helped her escape from Afghanistan. She took a flatmate after getting rid of Kate- too much of a liability. Her new flatmate had loved that house, which is probably why she was so open to taking the offer, even if it came from so strange a source. Sally Sparrow had moved in and soon became friends with Irene. Irene then made sure Sally fell in love with her. They now were a couple, a weird one at that.
The Doctor sauntered up to the door and rang the bell.
"Um, is this the woman I think it is?" John asked.
"Yeah, Doctor, who is this woman?" Amy questioned as she went to stand next to him.
"An old friend."
Amy glanced back at Rory, raising her eyebrows.
"But Doctor, if this is the woman I think it is, then I'm not sure you know what you're getting yourself into," John said, leaning forward to see the door.
"Of course I know what I'm getting myself into."
It was then that the door opened and Irene Adler leaned against the door post.
"Well, well, well. What have we got here. Look at you, bow tie and all, just as I remember. And oh, what's this?" Irene said looking Amy up and down, humming in approval.
"Hey, I don't know who you are, but lay off, she's married," Rory said, pushing the Doctor aside and staring Irene down.
Irene broke eye contact and looked at John. She tutted before she said , "Dear me, John Watson. I see you found someone else to follow around on beck and call. So soon after dear Sherlock?"
John simply glared at Irene, trying his best to not punch her, or yell at her, or quite possibly break down into a proper sob. The Doctor saw this and pushed aside Amy and Rory to look Irene in her eyes. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Leave it. I need to talk to you about something."
She pulled back, raised her eyebrow, then gave him a quick peck on the lips, "Come in, my dear."