Sherlock's daughter.

Hostages

"Sherlock," I glanced at him.
"Yes," he replied.
"I'm glad I found you," I smiled.
I could tell Sherlock didn't know how to respond.
"Right," Sherlock nodded.
I laughed slightly.
I zoned out.
"Vi! Vi!" Sherlock's voice spoke.
"What? What? I'm sorry what?" I asked.
"Vivian Rose Watson-Holmes you tell me what is going on with you this minute," Sherlock spoke intently.
"That's the thing, I don't know what's going on. Some times I just can't focus others I black out and I know I haven't been getting sleep but still. It's something else," I sighed.
We arrived at the hospital.
"We will figure it out. Along with how you exploded a bullet," Sherlock spoke.
As we walked up the stairs I froze and turned around. Then I continued to walk.
"Vi?" Sherlock asked.
"Ya," I replied.
"You ok?" He asked.
"Ya," I nodded.
As we walked up the stairs the lights went out and men with guns yelled for us to follow him. We followed raising out hands above our head. There were 6 men, all with military grade weapons. They were wearing kevlar. We continued to walk up the steps.  I saw Josh. He came running over.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"Ya ya I'm fine," I hugged him
"Are you ok?" He asked Sherlock.
"Ya. I'm fine," he nodded confused.
I smiled slightly.
"Are you ok?" I asked Josh.
"Ya," he nodded.
I typed with the phone behind my back.
Me: Hospital under siege Sherlock and I ok
JAWN: Txted Greg.
Me: heavily armed military grade guns Kevlar
JAWN: you and Sherlock have your guns?
Me: Yes
JAWN: Sit tight. They will be there soon. Don't do anything stupid.
Me: Ok.
JAWN: has your shaking started up again.
Me: Sherlock's wraps work. I'm not under that much stress so they aren't shaking but even if they were wraps stop it
JAWN: Good. That's good.
Me: IGTG