A Locked Up Heart.

Chapter Thirty - The Show Must Go On.

It had been a week since Sherlock and Richard got in that fight.

Not surprisingly Mycroft dealt with the issue making sure we were not expelled. We were even still in the play. The show must go on I guess. This was our last showing. We had finally finished the play.

"And now a big round of applause for our whole cast this week!" Yelled Matt Smith, our director.

We lined up on stage to take a bow and Richard managed to wiggle in-between Sherlock and I. He grabbed my hand. He smiled at me then gazed at the crowd with a smug look on his face. Sherlock did an excellent job of pretending everything was fine. After all if he attacked Richard now it would look very bad. I looked over at Andrea and she smiled tightly at me. She knew how awkward this was.

Finally after Sherlock took his last bow. Andrea and Sherlock and I went to check out the tea shop we had been meaning to look at.

The shop was olive green and had a large white neon sign that said William's Tea. We walked into the cozy store and found a seat at a couch near a fireplace.

"So Richard poisoned us both?" Andrea asked eyes wide.

"Yep." Sherlock said popping the 'P'.

"Why are the pretty ones always crazy?" Andrea said relate-ably.  

"Right?!" I replied, earning a disapproving look from Sherlock. Then I remembered something.

"Sherlock I acquired something for you." I said conspiratorially. 

"What did you steal." Sherlock said, unamused. 

"This." I say pulling a skull out of my bag.

Andrea starts giggling. "Where did you even get that?"

"I may have taken it from the props from our play..." I admit.

"Well?" I say as Sherlock eyes the scull warily. He makes eye contact with Andrea.

"I love it!" Sherlock smiles.

"What should we name him?" I ask.

"I don't know." Sherlock responds.

"You know how when people have kids they call them Jr. ?" Andrea says.

"Yeah..." I say.

"You could call him Sherlock Jr." Andrea suggests.

"William Jr." Sherlock corrects.

"William? That's your real name?" Andrea confirms.

"Yeah." Sherlock sighs.

"BILLY!" I shout. Making them both jump, as well as earning a few stares from the other patrons.

"That works." Sherlock says.

"Awe you guys are so cute! Anyways should we be worried?" Andrea says, changing the subject.

"What??" Sherlock puzzles.

"Like, will Richard come after us again?" Andrea says in a hushed tone.

"No, don't worry I talked to Mycroft and he said he will... deal with it." Said Sherlock taking a sip of his tea.