Sherlock Preferences and One-Shots

Burn- Part 1 (Sherlock) (Please Read All A/N!!!!)

Hey guys, this is gonna be a new series that's a bit different than my other two, because each part is going to be based off of a different song from the Broadway Musical Hamilton!

Now, be warned, you will not have to have seen Hamilton to read this series, but it may spoil a few of the songs for you, but nothing too major hopefully! So this is kind of an experiment for me so bear with me of this isn't too great because I wont be posting this all the time, but it will be a longer series!

And everyone that has seen the musical know that this title means this is NOT GONNA BE GOOD!

But for all of you that haven't seen it, just read on! You'll understand soon. *Evil laugh*

I've been super excited to write this so hopefully you guys will like it as much as I will love writing it for you guys!

And I just looked at my profile and this book shot up to #615 from yesterdays #985! Like I seriously almost cried when I saw how much it went up! I seriously don't know what to say other than thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

And because of that, I'm offering to put this book in the Fiction Awards because of all the recent support I've gotten! So if you love this, go nominate this book in this book!

https://www.wattpad.com/story/67175803-the-fiction-awards-2016

So go give me a nomination if you love this book and want to tell more people about it!

THANKS AGAIN! :D

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WARNING: FEELZ AHEAD! READ WITH CAUTION!

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I saw the gloomy streets of London pass by my window though the cab that was taking me home. Back to Baker Street, where my husband would be waiting for me. John would probably be there too, with his new wife Mary that had soon become one of my best friends right after we met.

We met as soon as John had started seeing her, because William and I were already married then. But it had only been a few months when John got married to Mary and she became pregnant. Sherlock and I never really wanted kids, because of him being so busy, and me, having a job as a journalist. I didn't really have time to have any children because I was always running around England or writing up a new article. But I always made time for Sherlock, no matter how busy I was.

But either way, this trip was nice. A good getaway from everything.

I'll explain why I left because I guess everyone out there is dying to know.

So, my parents were in town (And by in town I mean a few hours away from Baker Street) and so I had to go. And of course, I begged Sherlock to come with me but as always, he was busy with a case.

Luckily, business has been booming for him lately, but I was a little upset when he couldn't go with me, and my parents were as well, but it was okay. And I knew he would be okay. He would be with John and Mary whenever they stopped by or he would be out working on some crazy case like always.

Everything would be fine.

When I saw home come into view, I had then realized how long that car ride was... And after a 4 hour plane ride, I was exhausted. And I just wanted to home, in bed with Sherlock while he held me. Like the way it was before I left a few months ago.

Soft rain droplets blurred my view of my home through the window. 221b Baker Street.

I was home...