The Private Lives of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John H. Watson

Chapter 4

The vibrating of my phone finally breaks through my slumber.

I open my eyes and turn on my back to reach for it, almost knocking John's laptop to the floor in the process.

I sit up and reach for my phone.

I look over my shoulder at John's sleeping form.

I unlock my phone.

Five texts and a missed call from Mycroft.

Something must have his highness' panties in a bunch.

What do you want? –S.H.

Brace yourself brother dear. –M.H.

Get on with it. –S.H.

At ten this morning you shall receive an unexpected visit. The rest you can figure out for yourself. –M.H.

I frown down at my phone.

Unexpected visit.

It was not he himself who would visit this morning, he never told me in advance when he was going to annoy us with his presence.

No. This had to be someone who rarely visited.

Hence the 'unexpected'.

High probability that it was someone I knew.

Someone I had a relationship with.

That certainly narrowed it down.

Someone I knew but would rather avoid.

Who fell into this criteria?

"Oh."

"Sherlock? What is it? What's wrong?"

"My parents."

"What?"

"My parents, John!"

"What about them?"

"They are coming."

You have to stop this Mycroft. –S.H.

And deny Mummy and Father the joy of seeing their darling boy? –M.H.

Mycroft, you big fat twat! -S.H.

Language brother. –M.H.

"Sherlock?"

You are enjoying this. –S.H.

Most certainly. –M.H.

"Quickly John! Alert Mrs. Hudson."

"But-"

"There is no time! Hurry." I shove him towards the stairs.

"Sherlock. Don't you think you're overreacting?"

"Of course not! Don't be an idiot John. Tell Mrs. Hudson that she is not to open the door. We are not taking clients or visitors."

"We can't make your parents come all this way and then not open the door. When was the last time you saw them?"

"What does it matter?"

"Don't be an inconsiderate prick Sherlock."

"Just do it!"

He stomps down the stairs.

I hurry back to my room.

I will never forgive you if you allow them to come. –S.H.

You know very well that no one can stop Mummy once she's made up her mind. –M.H.

You must do something. –S.H.