Miss Evangeline Holmes

Chapter 6

(during The Hounds Of Baskerville)

I sat in the living room, watching tv. some story about the moor, or something. there was an interview with some man. I heard Sherlock and John came upstairs.
"and? another case?" I asked.
John turned on his laptop. "yea, a rabbit, glow in the dark and named Bluebell, magically disappeared."
"oh, yea, it was picked up by a pink unicorn", Sherlock said, with sarcasm in his voice.
"so you're not going to try to find Bluebell?" I asked.
"ofcourse not. I've got better things to do."
then someone knocked on the door. Sherlock and John were both looking at me, so i stood up and opened it. there was a man standing there, the man from the interview!
"hello, come in", I said.
"h-hello, is this Sherlock Holmes?"
"yea, he's upstairs", I said and he followed me upstairs.
John turned off the tv when we came in.
"Sherlock Holmes, I need to talk to you about the death of my father", the man said.
"okay, sit down and tell me about it",Sherlock said.
the man, Henry, told about his father being killed by a huge dog in the moor, when Henry was 7 years old.
"if this all happened when you were 7, than why come to me now?" Sherlock asked.
"because you're the best detective", he answered.
"second best."
"are you going to solve it?" Henry asked.
"uhm... well, you said it was a dog and I'm busy with another case so... no", Sherlock said.
"another case?" John asked.
"yea, I have to find Bluebell, the glow in the dark rabbit!" he said.
"wait, you are doing that case?"
"ofcourse!"
I let Henry out.
"I'm sorry that he won't help you", I said.
"yea, well... bye", he said and walked away.
I went upstairs again. "did you really have to send him away like that?" I asked, a bit angry.
"we're going to Dartmoor tomorrow, are you coming with us?" Sherlock asked.
"no, I've already got plans, sorry. so you are going to help Henry?"
"yes, ofcourse! this is getting interesting."
"okay, good luck and have fun!" I said and went upstairs.
my clothes for tonight were lying on my bed. tonight! i got a happy feeling when i thought about tonight. tonight Jim would take me out for dinner in some chique restaurant. I had told him That wasn't necessary, that i didn't need expensive restaurants, just him. but, stubborn as he was, he was going to take me to somewhere. I listened to the cd that he gave me a while ago. it was a mix from all songs that I like and he likes. it began with 'stayin' alive', followed by some somgs from the Beatles and Avril lavigne. I smiled. he was so sweet, I couldn't wait to see him again.
I changed my clothes and wents downstairs.
"I have a date now, but have fun in Dartmoor and good luck with the case!" I said and gave Sherlock and John a hug and said goodbye.
I took a cab and stepped out infront of the restaurant. I was a few minutes too early and at exactly 6o'clock I saw Jim stepping out of a car and walking towards me.
"hello, treasure", I said.
"hi, darling, sorry for being a bit late", he said and kissed me.
"you're not late at all, you're exactly on time", I said. "as usual", I added and followed him inside.
we sat down at a table near the window and waited for the drinks and food.
"so how are you?" he asked.
"I'm great, yea, never been better. you?"
"me too. finally not so very busy with work anymore."
"what kind of work are you doing, actually?" I asked.
"let's not talk about work now. I want to say something to you", he said.
"okay."
"you're very special and having you makes me the lickiest guy in the world."
"thank you, that means a lot. but i'm not special, I'm just an ordinary girl, who appears to have the best boyfriend", I said.
"you ARE special. I don't like ordinary and I love you", he said.
"you mustn't be so sweet, you're making me shy", i said and smiled at him.
then someone brought us the drinks and food.
"thank you", I said.
"ugh, I'm only doing my job", she said and walked away.
"okay", I said and Jim was laughing a bit. "are you laughing at me?" I asked.
"sorry."
after a while I started to feel a bit dizzy.
"how much alcohol is in these?" I said and looked at my glass.
"a lot, I guess. want some more?" he said.
"sure", I said and ordered another one.
"you know, I don't even know your last name", he said.
"neither do I know yours", I said. he better could not know that I was a holmes, he might think I'm crazy.
"I don't even know your adress."
"oh, trust me, you don't want to know.I live there with my brother and his friend and they're weird, you won't like them", I said. "they're in dartmoor for a while, so I'm alone with my landlady."
"you can come over at my place and stay there if you want."
"really?" I asked and he nodded. "okay."
after a while we finished out dinner and took a cab at his place.
we watched a movie and had something to drink. I sat nexf too him on the couch with my head lying on his shoulder. at the end of the movie I fell asleep.

the next morning I woke up with a headache. I opened my eyes and looked around. 'where the hell am i?' I thought. I was lying on a couch and Jim came in.
"goodmorning, sunshine", he said.
I smiled. "goodmorning. ugh, I guess I'm having a hangover."
"no, not you too?"
"oh my God, this is so messed up", I said and started laughing.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry", he said and started laughing too.
"don't be! I had a great time yesterday and I'm with you now." I looked at the clock. it was already 2o'clock! I stood up, grabbed my coat and put my hair in a ponytail. "I have to go now, I'm already too late for work and I prefer not to be afired", I said.
"stop. you better call them and say that you're ill, or something."
"but I'm not."
"no indeed, but they will afire you when you come there far too late and drunk."
"I'm not drunk!" I said.
"no, but please, call them and stay here", he said. "come on, do it for me." he looked at me with his beautiful eyes.
"okay, fine", I said and called them.
"but I have to go home to take a shower, change my clothes and brush my hair. I will be back in two hours", I said and went home.
I opened the door of 221B Bakerstreet and went upstairs. mrs. Hudson was standing at the top of the stairs.
"oh dear there you are! I already thought that you were staying at your boyfriend's but I didn't know it for sure", she said.
"sorry, I should have told you, but i was drunk so i probably forgot."
nevermin-, drunk? dear, you should take better care of yourself!"
"I will, can I take a shower now?" I said and took a shower and put my clothes on and brushed my hair. then I was on my way to jim again.
"hey."
"hi. so what are you plans for this evening?" I asked when I came inside.
"nothing. just wait till this headache will go away", he said.
"ugh, me too." I sat down on the couch and was on my phone, chatting with friends or so.
"oh my, we didn't even have breakfast or lunch and its 5o'clock", Jim said after a while.
"this is the worst and best day of my whole life", I said and started laughing. "shall I order a pizza or somwthing?"
he nodded and I ordered one.
"i think i must go home now", I said after our dinner.
"yes, to get your stuff, so that you can stay here tonight", he said.
I smiled. "exactly."
I went home, grabbed my things and went back. I installed my things on the couch and went to sleep early.

Jim woke me in the middle of the night.
"something's wrong?" I asked.
"hello, honey. would you like to go on a walk with me?" he asked.
"in the middle of the night?"
"yea, London is very different at night, more beautiful."
"okay", I said and stood up.
I held his hand when we were walking through the streets of London.
"are you scared?" he asked.
"no, why would you think that?"
"I don't know, many people are."
"well, I'm not."
we continued walking in silence. it was very nice actually.
"you should wake me more often for a walk", I said when we arrived at his appartement and turned on a cd. "now, do you like dancing?"
"sorry?"
"come on", I said and grabbed his hand and started dancing a bit.
we danced till the cd finished.
"you're so crazy and I love you", he said and kissed me.
"yea, I know, my whole family is."
"really?"
I thought about Mycroft, who always had so weird ways to get you to his place to talk with you and Sherlock being consulting detective and we all with a very high IQ. "yes", I said. "but do you mind if i go back to bed?"
"no, honey, not at all! see you in the norning", he said and went into his bedroom.
I smiled and fell asleep.

the next morning I woke up, had breakfast with Jim, said goodbye to him and went to work.
after work I went to the Bakerstreet again. I helped mrs. Hudson with shopping and cleaned my room a bit. then I sent a text to Sherlock:

HEY, HOW'S YOUR
CASE GOING??
- LH

FINE
- SH

I turned on my laptop and looked at John's blog. he hadn't written anything about this case but I hoped he would soon. a gigantic hound on the moor, that was interesting.
i checked the blog everyday, but ofcourse he didn't write.
"do you know when they will came home?" I asked.
"no sorry dear", mrs. Hudson said.
then the door opened and Sherlock and John came upstairs.
"have you solved it?" I asked.
"yes ofcourse", Sherlock said.
they told me about henry, the hound being an experiment and not a real dog and about mr. franland being the murderer of Henry's father
"wow, your readers will love this case", I said and John smiled.