S T A R S

10

Sherlocks perspective

"WAKE UP" SHERLOCK HEARD HIS WIFE SHOOTING FOR THE 50TH TIME

"

I'm up, God you scream so much woman"

"no, I don't," she said now laying next to Sherlock

sherlock lifted his head to see his wife looking at him already

He smiled seeing her,

"you look stunning"

"and you look like you've just been hit by a cab, so kindly get fresh"

"ugh, but I love you"

"yea yea, who doesn't," Hazel said now kissing Sherlock

Hazel started walking towards Sherlock's study space.

Widening his eyes Sherlock ran. Behind her

just to see Sherlock's desk messy.

"now mr Holmes, care to explain love"

"I can explain-"

"you're sleeping on the couch for a week," hazel said smiling sarcastically

"love but please" Sherlock pleaded

Sleeping with hazel, hugging her waist, and with his face nuzzled in her neck was one of Sherlock's favorite things. She was his comfort. And why wouldn't it be, after all, Sherlock could give her the whole world if she said so

"I'll be back, I have to meet Enola"

"ugh alright, but love"

Listening to the door was slammed in Sherlock's face

Hazel's perspective

I was walking on the busy road in London, a place now which I could call home.

Although I miss Paris. sherlock promised we'll go there for our honeymoon. Yes, we haven't gone on our honeymoon till now, there's this new case that Sherlock's solving, pretty much vexing for him I would say.

And in no time I reached there, Enola's office

I entered just to see a little girl, a peasant probably, I feel bad for her

"oh hazel, hey"

"hey Enola, how are you"

"oh my god, hazel Edwards. My dear sister loved and valued your books, I wish she was here, she would be so happy to see you"

"aww, come here"

I said hugging the girl but she started sobbing

"It's alright, where is your sister now"

"I don't know she vanished"

"vanished?"

"yes, leaving no clue that's why I'm here for Enola the great detective," she said

"well you've chosen the right one, then alright detective off to investigate you go, I'll meet you somewhere else then, deal?"

"yes my author sister-in-law," Enola said laughing

I grinned at her now walking out, seeing couples holding each other. Making me a reminder of Sherlock