Paint my world (Sherlock X OC)

Melody knows

There i found John and lestrade trying to track Sherlock and Rosie sitting alone in a chair.
"Rosie" I called and went straight to the little one. Her eyes widened as she found me.
"Melody" she ran to me, wrapping me with her innocence. I sat on my knees as Rosie hugged me, after pulling away I cupped her cheeks, trying to smile at her,
"Melody? where's Sherlock?" she asked, concerned for him.
I shook my head, "I wish I knew, but I don't".
Rosie and Sherlock, the two cannot be a second without eachother really. Sometimes John would Joke "Rosie may have mixed up things, I'm your father dear not Sherlock" and we all would just laugh, Sherlock too, wonder where he is now.
"gosh there he is" came from the detective inspector and John sighed in relief then looking at us he said,
"Rosie come we-" he trailed off as he saw me with her. I stood up, waiting for him to call me, if I still deserve to be there, with them, "Melody?"
I knew not what to reply, so I stood steal,
"come over here you two" said he and Rosie took my hand, leading me to them. The detective inspector finally was able to track his phone,
"he's here at this address, it's a residence" said lestrade and three of us stared at the screen and the address was very familiar to me.
"Sherlock is there?" John enquired, he was astounded, for the address was new to him, Rosie and obviously to lestrade too but me and Sherlock.
"yes he is" I answered making all of them look at me.
"you know this place?" John asked.
"why indeed" I replied.
"take us there Melody?" came from Rosie, the tiny lady took my hand and urged to go there, where Sherlock was, "I'm missing Sherlock alot" she said.
And that made the men smile at her innocence, and me? it made me miss Sherlock more, want to see Sherlock more, want to throw my hands around his neck and-
"do we need backup? is he somewhere dangerous?" asked lestrade to me and his question was enough to make me laugh at such a situation.
"no ofcourse not" I answered, "I can tell you inspector he's at the safest place in the world, let us go to him before he gets out of there".
Saying so we three went to the found address, and getting down from the car of lestrade I stood staring at the entrance.
The two men and Rosie got down with me, perhaps waiting for me to make a move. Yet I waited because there was someone at the window of the pretty house who shouted at me,
"Melody? are you insane? it's cold outside and you forgot a bloody scarf?" The voice made all of us looked at her, yes her, my dear mum. That's where apparently Sherlock is, at my house.
"why are you still standing there smirking?" she shouted again.
"so am I allowed to come inside mum?" I enquired and John whispered,
"mum? that's your house?"
"it's beautiful" complimented Rosie. It is perhaps, a beautiful two storey house.
"I'm coming" I replied, "I'd like these friends of mine to come in too" we were about to enter as my mum nodded, permitting them to get inside until a different voice, heavy, beautiful, of a man's came from the window beside my mum's.
"FRIENDS?" oh we all sighed in relief, for we finally got a glimpse of the one person we've been looking for the whole day, Sherlock Holmes, "what are you three doing here?"
I wonder if he expected only me to arrive.
"Sherlock you - you utter" I understand John's condition, he got on his nerves, "we were... SO WORRIED for you do you have any clue?"
Sherlock stared as if he doesn't get why? as if storming out of the house, not taking your friend's calls, not informing them of your whereabouts is completely normal.
"But I'm fine, these nuggets are wonderful, Mrs Ball you're amazing" he replied, so my mum even made snacks for him, now I'm jealous, but I'm more happy, I'll share all my nuggets with him, for all our lives.
"yes that we see now" answered lestrade.
"get in you all" mum asked us and we entered, I entered my home, after 25 days, and now it feels like knowing the worth of it.
"Sherlock" Rosie ran to give him the biggest the hug in the world and he too hugged her back.
"it's a fine house, bit old though" commented inspector lestrade, "which I didn't mean as an insult".
I couldn't help but giggle at the scene, all of my new friends ar my place, and the detective eating nuggets made by my mum. I walked to him with a naughty expression and gestured to give me one. He nodded and offered me a delicious chicken nugget. Munching to it I moaned at how wonderful it tasted. He then shared those nuggets with Rosie too.
After the introduction part we all sat together, John telling everything to mum and I staring at Sherlock, for he owses me an explanation. He stole a few glances at me, then with a sigh he got up, "may I go out with Melody?"
Everyone looked at us, go out? in the middle of the conversation?
"to where?" asked John.
"Just infront of the house" explained the detective, "I believe I have some clarification to do" he stated looking at me and with a nod I got up, leading him to the front door with me, standing, as the cool breeze hit us.
"what happened there? after I left for Marc?" I enquired crossing my arms, wanting to know what was wrong there?
"you tell me" he asked for my answer instead, "is Marc divorcing his wife for you? amd you're allowing it?"
I knew he got the wrong idea of everything, "Marc doesn't want a divorce or anything" I started.
"then why did he texted you, wanting to meet you?"
"to patch things up with me".
My sentance was vague and that irritated Sherlock Holmes, he flew his hands up in the air and spoke, "see I told you he-"
"our friendship" I interrupted, "he wants us to become friends again, his wife also said she'd be glad to call me both of their friends, yes he missed me, he missed our friendship."
He listened and took some time to process then his lips were pressed into thine line, trying to hold his smile.