Touch Him = Death

Ch.17

I woke up the next morning to the smell of sizzling bacon. I moved around a bit but when I tried to sit up Sherlocks arms just tightened around my waist. I rolled around in his grasp and faced him. I kissed his perfect, soft lips gently and his eyes shot open in surprise, then they softened when he looked down at me.

"Goodmorning Adeline," he whispered with a smile.

"Goodmorning Sherlock," I replied.

He bent down and kissed my nose. "shall we go see what John is doing in the kitchen?"

We got out of bed and walked into the kitchen together. "Oh wow John is the queen of England coming for a visit?" I said addressing the feast before Sherlock and me. John turned around with a grin and spatula in hand.

"Goodmorning you two love birds." John said with a wink.

"Oh god please don't start." Sherlock said with an eye roll. I giggled as he pulled my chair out in a very gentleman like manner. I filled my plate with eggs, bacon, hash browns, and pancakes. My first bite was like taking a bite out of heaven. I let a little moan escape from my lips.

"John this is amazing!" I said stuffing another bite in my mouth.

"Yes John this is surprisingly delicious, I did not realize you could cook." Sherlock said with a nod.

"Well," John said," with Mrs.Hudson and Addy around, I have never had the opportunity to cook."

"Well that is all going to have to change." I said with a wink.

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After breakfast John, Sherlock and I decided to go on a hike. We were walking up a trail Sherlock was next to me silent like usual and John was up ahead with a walking stick and he oddly reminded me of what a hobbit would look like from JRR Tolkien. 15 minute into the hike I heard a high pitched scream. I pushed Sherlock against a tree and stood in front of him gun drawn carefully scanning the area. I looked at John and saw that he was also against a tree with his gun. I nodded for him to come over and he quickly ran over in a crouch.

"Stay here with Sherlock I'm going to go look around." I said in a whisper. Then another scream pierced the forest. They both nodded and as I started to walk away Sherlock grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze. He did not need to use words for me to understand what he was trying to say. I nodded and then handed him my other gun before running in the direction of the screams.