Sherlock's p.o.v
"John you're unwell, you've just woken up...but I need you to tell me something, just one thing." "I need you to smell this envelope for me? Please? And tell me what it smells of?...who. It smells of?" John stares at me confused as he reply's "I feel...so tired". Eagerly I reply "John I need you to tell me who this envelope smells of?" Once he has smelt the envelope he confusingly asks me "Mary. Why does it smell of Mary?" Now that we are both confused, I don't quite know what to think. Why has Mary wrote this letter? Is it her that is behind the murders too? Why is she after john? I wait till the next day to speak to John as he is now asleep in his chair. The next day comes around slowly with all the thoughts that are going around in my mind. John greets me with what seems to be almost a deathly like "good morning". I wait for him to settle down and then I confront him "I need you to stay away from Mary", John looks at me baffled " why on earth? Are you jealous? Don't you trust me?" I must tell him everything I know right now otherwise he'll be in danger. "I believe Mary is a very dangerous woman. You have to stay away from her!! I believe she has killed 3 men already and now she could very possibly be after you too."
John stands up from his chair. "Are you insane" I've never met a more caring woman in all my life. "Why are you saying this?"
"John please? I'm telling the truth!!" John takes a minute still in shock before questioning me "I need to know exactly what's going on here before I start believing anything" Not knowing where to start, I eventually tell him everything. "Can you think of any reason she would have anything against you?" John anxiously tells me no before heading out for a walk to think over everything. As he's left his phone behind, I decide to message Mary and arrange for her to meet me here. Knowing that she'll think she's meeting John.
1/4 an hr later I hear a knock on the door, "Mary do come in". She heads straight for upstairs as though I wasn't even there. When I get up there she stares at me blankly "where's John?" "Oh John"I reply "he shouldn't be here any time soon" "tea?" I ask. She sits down with a mischievous grin across her face "what is that perfume you wear?...interesting..scent. Don't you think?" She turns back to me baffled "what are you talking about? Why did you want me here?" I place her tea on the table "oh just for a nice chat, isn't that what people do?" "No" she reply's looking rather impatient. I question her again "do I know you from somewhere? Only you do look rather familiar" she relaxes in her chair looking most thoughtful before sniggering "I think you must be mistaken. If that is all?" I get up and pace the room "I do know you, don't I? And of course most evidently your not interested in John. Johns just a pathway to me." When I turn back she's stood up looking more mischievous than ever "why don't you remember me?" Was I just another one of your games? Is that it?" "I still want you though. More. And more. Every. Day"