Logan Holmes his missing wife.

Will you let me be your Mrs Holmes Part 3

John and Sherlock sat in their usual chairs Logan in front of them like one of their clients in the dining table chair, as Mycroft stood by the kitchens sliding doors. John sat with his daughter now on his lap as the fuss with Mycroft had woken her up, John was amazed and irritated by Sherlock as he sat in an unusual position in his chair acting near enough to normal as John couldn't figure out what was going on. They all sat in utter silence looking at each other until Sherlock spoke. "I didn't need Mycroft to look after me I was quite capable of looking after myself." "Sherlock he was suppose to help you not look after you I'm aware you are not a child." "I didn't need his help." Logan raised an eyebrow at him Sherlock was aware what she was doing she was doing a deduction. "You have small near invisible scars on your inner wrist from repeated injection, which would be non-existent or fewer of if he had helped you. You also have pain in your eyes and are acting completely normal which is a coping mechanism." The room fell in to a stunned silence John debating whether or not to say something but it was Mycroft who broke the silence." Can you see how awkward he can be. "Sherlock shot him a look as Logan turned to face him her rage settling but still bubbling. "Mycroft if it was easy I would not of asked you to help my husband if anything happened to me. If it was easy he would be able to do it himself." Sherlock looked at her she turned to look at him before he could speak she spoke." You are a brilliant man but emotions aren't your field, well the difficult one's. Mycroft are you really serving a purpose here." Before Mycroft could say anything his phone went of he looked down at his phone then up at everyone who was looking at him." Well this has been a joyous reunion but I really must go." Before anyone could muster a word Mycroft feeling thankful left fleeing down the stairs and out the door. Sherlock looked up at Logan who had a smirk on her face Sherlock gave her a small smile. "Really." "Well I had to do something impressive I haven't seen you in so long I had to prove I still got it." She winked at him John in confusion."I'm sorry what's happening, how did you do that?" Logan looked at him with a small smile a glimmer in her eye. "Simple really I timed how everything was going to happen between meeting Sherlock phoning Mycroft and Mycroft arriving and having a conversation, I didn't plan on you arriving but it still worked. I set up a timer which would automatically sending a text from my phone to his saying there was a crisis , he didn't have my number so it would look suspicious causing him to panic and leave." John sat stunned. "Wow that's eh brilliant." "Of course it is do you think I would marry someone who wasn't brilliant John." John looked from Sherlock to Logan they were both looking at each other intently. "Why are you back here Logan?" "Sherlock I have told you its the quickest I could get back I missed you I tried to get back and this is the quickest I could do it." " Yes but you wouldn't come back if people were still looking for you, because it would bring danger?" "I'm back because there dead, well the original men it was on the news I realized I was safe and made my way home." John sat in confusion trying to figure out what was happening."I'm sorry men ?Are you being followed? What is happening?" Sherlock looked at John. "My wife is a government agent who was kidnapped in Paris ten and a half years ago and was tortured for information, I thought she was dead but she wasn't she was waiting until it was safe to come back so she didn't get me killed. She asked my brother to 'help me' if anything happened to her so she was bidding her time till it was safe, when she discovered my brother didn't 'help me' she became infuriated but she set the text in case because she cant stand him for longer that twenty minutes  when shes inraged and here we are." He stopped to catch his breath. "The only thing she got wrong was I never needed Mycroft's help." John looked down at his watch then up at Sherlock, "I have to go I will be back in half an hour.Nice to meet you." he stood up and left with his daughter Sherlock turning his attention back to Logan who had already turned her attention back to him. "Sherlock like I have said emotions are things you cant handle in massive doses such as death I thought you might need help if anything happened." He smiled at her he went threw to his bedroom coming back with a small box, it was dark wood with gold detailing some parts were black looking as if it had been in a fire. He gave her the box and stood in front of her watching her open it. "My jewellery box." She opened the box a tear now in her eye as she saw what was in it. There was two gold wedding bands, a cigarette he used to propose, two dried rose's from her bouquet and his suite and a photo from one of thier first case's." I grieve in my own way Logan I never let him help because he was the one who gave you the job he could of picked anyone but he picked you." A tear in Sherlock's eye a tear escaped Logan's, Logan stood up in front of him taking the two rings out of the box and picking up his left hand he smiled at her and asked. "Really." She smiled and slid the ring on his ring finger. "Will you let me be your Misses your assistant will you let me love you?" Sherlock took the other ring and picked up her left hand sliding the ring on the her ring finger. "I will let you be my Misses my assistant ,I will let you love me as long as I can love you and always pick our case's." He looked up at her a tear rolling down her check. "Can I be your Misses Holmes?" "As long as you never leave me." Logan threw her arms around Sherlock he wrapped his arms around her. "Promise to never take another job and never leave me again." "I promise, if you promise to pick our case's." They pulled away from each other he wiped away her tears ,she wiped away his single tears his kissed her forehead then pulled her in close again and said. "You're back."