Sherlock didn't get much sleep, he kept going over different scenarios in his head. What if he chose to stay here in New York with Joan?. He knew he would have a happy life with her. But what if he went back to London with Irene?. Would it be the same as before atau would it be different?. He knew he couldn't have both. He had three days left to decide. He was about to go downstairs when he passed Joans room, He opened the door and looked inside. He missed having her around. He sighed and headed downstairs. His phone went off, It was Gregson.
'Captain.'
'Holmes, i'm giving anda heads up. The police are coming over to...'
'Arrest me.'
'How'd anda know?.'
'I assume after I left, one of them saw me talking to Irene who is suspect in the case and thought I was aiding a criminal.'
'Holmes, anda have to get out of there.'
'What's the point? I have no where to go.'
'Just run. I'll try and stall them.' Gregson hung up. Sherlock ran upstairs and started to pack a few things. He had no idea where he was going to go but he would find somewhere. He had one last look in his drawers and in the bottom one, he found a box. He opened and found a ring inside. He also found a note:
To Sherlock, this was made for anda and perhaps us. Cinta Joan.
He looked closely at the ring,It berkata 'Everybody has an addiction.
Mine happens to be you.' in Arabic. (الجميع لديه إدمان.الألغام يحدث أن تكون لك) He placed it on his finger, perfect fit. He felt a tear trickle down his cheek. He picked up his bag and ran out the flat. He needed to phone Joan but he couldn't use his phone because they could be tracking it. He remember the park he met Irene in, it had a payphone. He managed to get there without being spotted. He knew hot to hot wire the phone so he didn't have to pay for it. He dialed Joan's number.
'Hello?.'
'Watson, it's me.'
'Hey, Why aren't anda using your phone?.'
'The police are after me. I can't afford to.'
'Why are they after you?.'
'They think i'm helping Irene flee the city.'
'Your not are you?.'
'No.' He sighed. 'I need your help. I understand if anda don't...'
'Where are you?.'
After twenty minuets, He was at her parents apartment.
'Hey.'
'Hey, come in.' Once he was in, she locked the door. 'My parents are out. Your sure they won't look for anda here?.'
'I doubt it. They still think your living at the flat, I never told Gregson that anda left.' She shook her head.
'How did this happen?.'
'I don't know.' She noticed the ring on his finger.
'You found it.' He glanced down at his hand.
'I was having a last look in the drawers. Why'd anda hide it there?.'
'I knew anda didn't use the bottom drawer so i hid it there hoping that anda would find it.'
'Why?.'
'I thought it would be a nice surprise.'
'It was. I miss you.'
'I miss anda too.' They hugged each other, neither wanting to let go. 'But...' Sherlock pulled away. 'I don't know if i can forgive anda just yet.' Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
'Miss Watson.' It was Detective Bell. She took his hand and lead him upstairs into her room.
'You berkata they didn't know were i lived.
'I guess i was wrong.' He looked outside and saw they had a garaj attached. He opened the window.
'What are anda doing?.'
'I'm going to jump out the window.'
'Your mad.'
'I know.' He jumped out and landed on the garaj roof then he jumped into the alley way and ran for it. She watched him with a smile. He was a mad man but he was her mad man. She went back downstairs and answered the door.
'He's not here.'
'Captain.'
'Holmes, i'm giving anda heads up. The police are coming over to...'
'Arrest me.'
'How'd anda know?.'
'I assume after I left, one of them saw me talking to Irene who is suspect in the case and thought I was aiding a criminal.'
'Holmes, anda have to get out of there.'
'What's the point? I have no where to go.'
'Just run. I'll try and stall them.' Gregson hung up. Sherlock ran upstairs and started to pack a few things. He had no idea where he was going to go but he would find somewhere. He had one last look in his drawers and in the bottom one, he found a box. He opened and found a ring inside. He also found a note:
To Sherlock, this was made for anda and perhaps us. Cinta Joan.
He looked closely at the ring,It berkata 'Everybody has an addiction.
Mine happens to be you.' in Arabic. (الجميع لديه إدمان.الألغام يحدث أن تكون لك) He placed it on his finger, perfect fit. He felt a tear trickle down his cheek. He picked up his bag and ran out the flat. He needed to phone Joan but he couldn't use his phone because they could be tracking it. He remember the park he met Irene in, it had a payphone. He managed to get there without being spotted. He knew hot to hot wire the phone so he didn't have to pay for it. He dialed Joan's number.
'Hello?.'
'Watson, it's me.'
'Hey, Why aren't anda using your phone?.'
'The police are after me. I can't afford to.'
'Why are they after you?.'
'They think i'm helping Irene flee the city.'
'Your not are you?.'
'No.' He sighed. 'I need your help. I understand if anda don't...'
'Where are you?.'
After twenty minuets, He was at her parents apartment.
'Hey.'
'Hey, come in.' Once he was in, she locked the door. 'My parents are out. Your sure they won't look for anda here?.'
'I doubt it. They still think your living at the flat, I never told Gregson that anda left.' She shook her head.
'How did this happen?.'
'I don't know.' She noticed the ring on his finger.
'You found it.' He glanced down at his hand.
'I was having a last look in the drawers. Why'd anda hide it there?.'
'I knew anda didn't use the bottom drawer so i hid it there hoping that anda would find it.'
'Why?.'
'I thought it would be a nice surprise.'
'It was. I miss you.'
'I miss anda too.' They hugged each other, neither wanting to let go. 'But...' Sherlock pulled away. 'I don't know if i can forgive anda just yet.' Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
'Miss Watson.' It was Detective Bell. She took his hand and lead him upstairs into her room.
'You berkata they didn't know were i lived.
'I guess i was wrong.' He looked outside and saw they had a garaj attached. He opened the window.
'What are anda doing?.'
'I'm going to jump out the window.'
'Your mad.'
'I know.' He jumped out and landed on the garaj roof then he jumped into the alley way and ran for it. She watched him with a smile. He was a mad man but he was her mad man. She went back downstairs and answered the door.
'He's not here.'
