The secret of Sherlock Holmes.

Sophia closely watches Sherlock Holmes solve his cases. Just trying to find his secret. His, well major weakness. But when her sister is killed by his enemy, will sherlock be the only one to help? Even if she would feel like punching him in the face? And would she have to encounter such a strange man? BBC Sherlock fan fic. I'm in love with this t.v show and encourage people to watch it. Sherlock and John Watson are actors Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman

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4. Bored

"So, how's your blog going, John?" We were eating at a cafe across the street from 221B, their apartment. "Alright", he said taking a sip of his coffee. "Sherlock hasn't had any cases lately so who knows what we'll turn up to when we get to the apartment." I smiled and drank my coffee. It's been a bit hard living with Sherlock these past few weeks. All the ignoring and running his mouth. He seemed to know about every one. Just by one look at their faces and off he goes. I thought it was brilliant, but when he does it too much, it gets kind of annoying. You do feel like punching him in the face, but if you do, think about it. Your punching someone just because their really smart. "So what type of stuff does he do when he's bored?" John laughed a bit. "Oh, shoots the wall spray painted with a smiley face, even more rude, well, that type of stuff." Haha. "Well we will walk into a mess woulnt we?" He nodded and smiled. We finished our breakfast and walked into 221B greeted by Mrs. Hudson, the land lady. She was very nice. She cleaned up after Sherlocks messes in the kitchen. We heard a lot of shooting a gun or something. John gave me an awkward glance and went upstairs covering his ears. "What the hell are you doing?", he yelled over the sound if the gun. "Bored John." "What?" He sighed. "Bored!" He shot the gun again. "Bored!" John took the gun away from him. "I need a case!" I rushed up the stairs to see what was going on. Sherlock dropped on the couch apparently "bored" he looked at me. I had his coffee in my hands. Yes, we brought sherlock some coffee. "Don't worry Sherlock", I said handing him his coffee. "I'm sure a case will turn up sometime." He sighed and accepted the coffee. Well I guess I said it at the right time because a man with bloody hands and scars on his face walked in the door. "Precisely the right time"
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