Logan Holmes his missing wife.

Don't patronize me part two

As John came up the stairs curiosity filled him as he could hear quite conversation coming from the flat, he looked down at his sleeping daughter thankful she was finally asleep something about Baker street always helped her fall asleep. He opened the door to the flat and went in to see a women sitting in his usual chair she had dried tears on her face and watery eyes, Sherlock had watery eyes and only one streak of a dried tear on his face. He placed his sleeping daughter down on the sofa before giving out a cough to catch the attention of the pair, Sherlock and Logan turned to look at him as confusion became apparent on his face. "who is this, what's happening?" Sherlock gave him a small smile. "John this is Logan Holmes, Logan this is Doctor John Watson. "Logan gave John a small smile. "It's a pleasure Doctor Watson." John smiled back unable to hide his curiosity. "Are you two related or?" "She's my wife John."Shock covered his face. "Wife how is that, you I." Logan swiftly interrupted him. "It's quite simple we both said I do and then signed some papers." "You know she is right I was there when you did it it's not that difficult." John glowered at Sherlock his mind filled with confusion but right at the back he was thinking are they really just as arrogant as each other. "Why am I just finding out about this now?" "Because I'm telling you now." Sherlock rolled his eye's. "Yes but, never mind I'm phoneing Mycroft." Logan's grip tightened around the arms of the chair at the mention of Mycroft. "Brilliant idea you go do that Doctor Watson." "Okay I will." He left to go phone Mycroft, Sherlock looked at Logan raising an eye brow. "Give him ten minutes and let the fun begin." Sherlock said nothing to this but wondered what was going to happen what had his stupid brother done.

(Ten minutes later)

Mycroft burst in to the flat looking completely normal some how, he was calm unmoved by what John had told him. Before he could speak Logan walked up to him and slapped both sides of his face he didn't even flinch. "Good to see you Logan I thought you were dead." Anger was plastered over Logan's face her eyes near bulging out of her head."Don't patronize me Mycroft. I asked you to do one thing if anything happened to me one thing and you couldn't even do it." Guilt took over his face his eyes filled with regret. "I'am sorry Logan I." She swiftly interrupted him catching him of guard. "No. I have seen things that you can only imagine in your darkest dreams, I believed my husband was dead for two years and as he believed I was dead for ten. I have been to hell and back multiple times I have nearly died more times than I can count, I asked you to do one thing one thing if anything happened to me one thing and you couldn't do it as I sat awaiting death covered in my own blood. I sat in a stone cell in excruciating pain believing death was so close and I thought he was safe but he wasn't was he, he was here in pain as you sat in your mansion watching the same thing over and over again in your paradise as I was in hell believing or should I say hoping he was okay." She stopped to catch her breath holding back tears. "How dare you patronize me, how dare you Mycroft Holmes." He was stunned unsure of what to say when something caught his eye, he brought his hand up to her face to move her fringe out the road reviling a deep scar that went from the top of her left eye brow to the bottom of her hair line on the right side. "That's not even the worst of it." Mycroft froze unsure of what to do until Sherlock took a tight grip round his wrist that's when the pair noticed John was staring at them as was Sherlock though he had a hand on Logan's shoulder the other round Mycroft's wrist who snatched it away. Sherlock was stunned in confusion unsure of what to do he muttered the words."what's happening."

John was stunned in confusion and curiosity and slight worry for Sherlock unsure of what was happening he was wondering what the bloody hell has been going on?