3. The Case (John's POV)
Sherlock hailed a cab but refused to let me ride with him. He told me to get a ride to my house. Mary must be awaiting my return. I grabbed the attention of a cabbie and headed back to my house. I had felt a vibration from my pocket. I received a text from Sherlock.
I need you. Please come to the flat
I just looked at the text, without responding, and turned off my cell. The cab stopped at my house, a worried Mary holding a beautiful baby standing at the door. I stepped out of the cab, paying the cabbie, and ran into my wife's embrace. "Mary, I missed you," I said to her as we entered our house. Angela started to cry, so Mary went and put her to bed. I turned my phone back on and saw that I had seven missed calls from Sherlock. Then, my cell was ringing.
Hello, you need to come to the flat, NOW. I need help on a case. Hurry.
Sherlock must have really needed me. I told Mary where I was going. She shouted something back, but I didn't hear her. I jumped into our car and started my way to 221B. Sherlock was waiting outside for me, already dressed in his coat and scarf. He opened the passenger door to my car and prepared for deduction.