Classroom 223-a Sherlock fanfiction

Classroom 223-a Sherlock fanfiction

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'Rock-a-bye Rosie, at the island. When the wind blows, the mother will laugh. When the bond breaks, the fathers will fall, And down will come Rosie, mem'rie and all. ' Rosie Watson is helping Sherlock out with retrieving secret government plans for Mycroft-if they fall into the wrong hands it could bring the whole nation down. All while Rosie attends maths tutoring in classroom 223 under the name of a man called Mr Woodbridge. However, when a sudden change of events happen, Rosie and everyone she loves lives are in danger after she falls into a deadly trap. Can Sherlock and John solve these two important mysteries? Will they ever get their daughter back before it's too late? Will Rosie ever remember? Join Sherlock, John and Rosie in this compelling mystery in a race against time, love and life. Contains mild swearing, Johnlock, plot twists, cute parentlock and pain, grab the tissues! No.1 on #Eurus as of 12.07.19 No.2 on #RosieWatson as of 12.07.19
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"How are you dealing with your Philophobia?" Sherlock asked, completely ignoring John, who looked more confused as ever. "You haven't forgotten about that, have you?" Minerva smiled at him. Nine years ago she had met him and already knew something was special about him. His deduction skills were something she'd never seen before and yet he still remebered her fear of falling in love. "I'm doing fine, Sherlock. How about you?" Sherlock knew what she was hinting at. He had learned that Minerva was a master at reading peoples emotions within seconds. She must have seen the love in his eyes. He recalled her saying: "A look into someones eyes, for even just a second, is enough for me to know exactly what their feeling." Knowing he would lie to her, Sherlock answered: "I'm doing well." "I'm sorry, but what the bloody hell is going on?" John inquired. A little piece from my story. This Fanfic contains Johnlock, two of my Oc's and lots of mysteries. Be prepaaaaaareeeed. *vibes to Be prepared* Bye

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