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They were watching tv when they heard a noise coming from the end of the flat.
“Love… you left the window open in the bedroom?” John asks softly, not wanting to wake up Rosie who was napping on the sofa.
Sherlock nods, focusing his attention on the small noises… “Two men, one really heavy… guns and knives.” He rises, putting himself in front of Rosie. “Wake her John, quick.”
“Rosie… darling… shutttt… Everything’s ok… We are playing at the ‘serious hide and seek’ you remember?” The little girl closes her mouth firmly and nods. “Are you afraid darling?” She shakes her blond hair with resolution. “Ok… 1, 2, 3… Go!” Rosie runs to the back stairs that communicate directly with 221a without making a sound. She knows that once hiding in Nana’s flat, she must call her uncles.
John, once their daughter is out of sight, turns to stand beside his husband muttering “What did I say about bringing work home love…”
“It’s not my fault, it’s not like I sent invitation or anything!” He replies with a slightly exasperated smile. A gun in his hand, he looks into John eyes “United?”
“Always… Let go clean our bedroom…” He smirks “I had some nice plans in it tonight.”
“Don’t say things like that when we have… company” Sherlock laugh softly, blushing.