Logan Holmes his missing wife.

husband mine Part 5

Sherlock and Logan bid John goodbye outside 221B and then made their way back in to the flat. They stood slightly awkwardly for a moment after removing their coats and hanging them by the door, Logan looked down at her watch ten o five. She yawned before she spoke and placed a hand on the back of her neck. "Maybe we should go to bed I could take the sofa or I could get." She was interrupted by Sherlock moving closer to her, her arms fell to her sides he leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear." You promised you would never leave me." He began to kiss down her neck then came back up and whispered in her ear." Don't leave me lonely spend the night with me don't make me beg." his voice deep and seductive he kissed down her neck again as her chest fluttered he came up again and Logan whispered in his ear. "If you insist Mister Holmes it has been an awfully long time. I have missed you ,the touch ,the scent Oh Mister Holmes don't keep me waiting." She put her arms around his neck he put his round her waist pulling her close as he came in for a passionate kiss. Their soft lips bashing against each other as they made their way to the bedroom never breaking the kiss he pushed her gently on to the bed as he shut the door with his foot, and that's how the night began.

Logan awoke the next morning to find herself nuzzled in to Sherlock's chest. She looked up to see him still sound asleep she relaxed enjoying the feeling of safety and sanctuary in her husband toned arms looking up to his peaceful stress free face. His eyes began to flutter open reviling a deep pool of crystal blue and dark green bliss he smiled down at her gold speckled hazel eyes staring at him contently her face relaxed a small smile spread on her lips. "Morning Logan." He smiled at her feeling relaxed and rested it was the best sleep he had had since she left well apart from the ones in the hospitals which were fuelled by morphine. "Good morning." He leaned down for a small kiss when they heard footsteps approach his room and someone shouting. The door flew open the pair shot up to see an elder woman standing in the doorway. "OH SHERLOCK HOLMES." The woman shrieked covering her eyes, Logan grabbed the sheets to cover herself her face bright red from embarrassment while Sherlock just sighed. "Misses Hudson you really should knock." There was a brief silence before she turned and left closing the door." Sherlock Holmes who on earth was that I thought you had no one else." She smirked he just rolled his eyes." That was the landlady Misses Hudson." Horror filled her face then the pair burst out laughing." What the hell are we going to do this is even worse than the time Mycroft walked in." She giggled as did Sherlock surprisingly. "How about we tell her your my wife then after we have told everyone we can see who's reaction was the best." He smirked Logan moved closer and whispered in his ear. "My favourite was Donavan's." She then flew the sheets back and got out of the bed picking up her clothes she heard a gasp behind her and she knew exactly what it was, she knew that because he didn't notice last night he would of noticed this morning. Tears flooded her eyes she tried desperately to hold them back she sat down on the bed she then felt a warm hand gently run up her back she flinched.

Sherlock couldn't stop staring he felt horrendous as he hadn't seen them last night. He ran his hand gently up her back she flinched but he didn't stop, She had deep scars on her back obviously from a cat of nine tail whip. He now looked closer seeing all the scars small and nearly faded but most of them deep, they were every were all over her back and shoulders he lifted her hair to see some on the back of the neck. She stood up and turned to him as she had calmed down enough to do so, she revealed the scars that covered her body and a long deep one across her stomach, he moved forward and picked up her arms turning them to see deep scars all they way up her arms hardly any space between them a tear rolled down her check then he saw the bruises. They were a light brown colour a couple days old but large covering her ribs.

"T- the bruises." Sherlock stuttered. " What happened they're only a couple of days old?" Tears flooded her face now they were like streams coming from her tear ducts. "Please Sherlock don't." She knew he would force an answer but she felt so weak and pathetic something she never used to be." Logan tell me is it something to do with the fact you don't have a suitcase." She couldn't stop the tears he was on her trail." Tell me Logan I will push for an answer you don't cry over nothing and stay silent which proves I'm close to the truth." She just shook her head even though she jumped slightly as his voice was firm and raised slightly." Tell me." " Your Sherlock Holmes do what you do best." She felt bad but she knew he would eisley figure it out." Oh god Logan." He figured it out. "Do you have any idea what they look like or." She intrupted him. "No they beat me up took my case and left ,armatures I suspect as they didn't take my hand bag I just feel so pathetic before I could of  had them all unconcius now they had me." Sherlock wasn't really sure what to say or do but before he could speak she wiped her tears away and cleared her throat." Now we better put our clothes on we cant keep the poor landlady waiting at the door any longer I bet this is killing her." They then heard footsteps make there way away from the door and down the hall she smirked as did Sherlock.

"WHAT!" Misses Hudson near shrieked. Logan let out a small laugh at the woman's reaction Sherlock smirked but was staring at his newspaper. "Yes Misses Hudson eleven years next month we will have been married for." Misses Hudson sat stunned by this amazingly-baffling news she truly was amazed by this as was everyone else of course. "That is just lovely I knew there had be someone for Sherlock but I thought he was gay. I mean there was Jamie but she was just for a case honestly Sherlock ." Misses Hudson's grin vanished when she saw Logan's raised eye brow and realizing what she had just said could cause a domestic. "Well I em better be of. I will see you two later on then em nice to meet you Misses Holmes." She stuttered slightly. " It was lovely to meet you too Misses Hudson." As soon as Logan said this Mrs Hudson had left near fleeing the flat she turned to Sherlock who still had his nose in the paper. " Husband mine who is this Jamie?" Sherlock replied without looking up." I used her as she was the personal receptionist to Charles Augustus Magnus a despicable man." "Why how did she help?" Logan asked curiously." I had to purpose to get." Logan interrupted him rather swiftly. "You weren't going to marry her were you?" Sherlock just glanced up from his paper but his stare fell back shortly after." Of course not wife mine she was just for a case I'm married to my work always have been." Logan was staring at him now. "Really that means I'm your work and when I was not here it was Doctor Watson so how are you going to get out of this one." After a couple of moments of silence the detective sighed and looked up from his paper." Fine I have always been married to you." his stare fell back on the paper while Logan took a sip of her tea." My work is the mistress." Logan nearly spat out her tea While Sherlock had a massive grin on his face behind the paper. "Don't tell Doctor Watson he might get offended." The pair burst out laughing.