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The first message comes from her, luckily for him he has his phone off already.
You got away with that, impressive - IA
He smirks reading the message, strangely amused before replying
You still have powerful “friends”, impressive - SH
Irene holds the phone gently, appreciating the moment, then she types again
You jealous? - IA
And when a reply doesn’t arrive she continues the conversation, fiercely.
My new husband is boring. Come over. Let’s have dinner - IA
But this time the answer arrives
Busy - SH
She laughs slightly
Busy? You escaped death. Again. You should celebrate - IA
She hesitates some further seconds before continuing
YOU should celebrate. With ME. Catch a fly. Let’s have dinner - IA
When a reply doesn’t come, again, she changes strategy.
You wouldn’t have died anyway… - IA
That works. She giggles, she knew that THAT would have worked.
What makes you say so? - SH
She decides to torture him for a while before finally answering
I would have helped you - IA
Is that sentiment, Miss Adler? - SH
Was it sentiment back in Karachi? - IA
And Sherlock doesn’t reply and Irene gets undressed thinking about him.
The next time he’s the one starting the conversation, sending a picture.
Irene is eating when she downloads that picture and once she sees it she almost chokes
Is that little Watson? - IA
she types fast
Her name is Rosamund Mary - SH
He confirms and Irene smiles gently before writing again
She seems pretty but your child would be prettier… - IA
Sherlock almost chokes too when he reads that and a couple of seconds later replies
Are you offering? - SH
Irene can’t help but rolling her eyes, even if she’s aware he can’t see her, then she texts again
Maybe. Or maybe not. You should come over to find out - IA
Irene writes again a couple of days later.
This city is tedious - IA
I need some new “friends” - IA
She keeps writing and he keeps ignoring her
And I miss London - IA
And Belgravia - IA
And Starbucks - IA
And BBCONE - IA
And your funny hat - IA
You should wear it more often, it suits you - IA
But you already know that - IA
Com’on join me. Let’s have dinner - IA
Even the great Sherlock Holmes has needs - IA
To eat, for instance - IA
Or to… play - IA
Or to have dinner - IA
You like this don’t you? - IA
You bastard - IA
What’s so interesting to avoid me? - IA
I know you find this hilarious - IA
And then, eventually, he answers
I do - SH
Irene decides to return the favour sometimes later
Have you read John’s blog lately? I know you would find his last post HILARIOUS - SH
It’s been a week, still offended? - SH
Do you have anything to do with the Borgia’s pearl disappearance? - SH
Not that I care - SH
Gone to the Opera today? - SH
Maybe - IA
Sherlock smiles gently enjoying this little game of theirs and decides to push her
Godfrey? - SH
The mention of her husband’s name manages to amuse Irene more than she was supposed to, probably.
Is that caring, Mister Holmes? Or jealousy? - IA
Try not to be irrational, Miss Adler - SH
She’s happy in that moment, more than she’s right to be and appreciates the moment, liking the power she is holding, then she texts back.
I’m not and you know it. Let’s have dinner - IA
The next time is Irene who starts the conversation
I’m bored. Again. Let’s have dinner - IA
Busy. Again - SH
Try to be interesting, Mister Holmes. Let’s have dinner - IA
Not now - SH
He warns her tough without realising that this attitude can only manage to annoy her more
Why not? - IA
The woman doesn’t even wait a minute to write a further message
You know you can’t get me out of your mind. Let’s have dinner - IA
And then again another
It’s been too long. Let’s have dinner - IA
When she texts him again Sherlock is about to catch the flight to go home
Travelling around the world and not even a short visit in Montenegro? If I was a different person I might get angry - IA
When he reads that he finds the message unexpectedly funny. His reply is half a monkey, half a challenge
You ARE angry - SH
She doesn’t deny that but she attacks him
And you are hungry. Let’s have dinner - IA
He doesn’t deny that either
Then the word falls apart and he needs anchor, she needs her
Mary is dead. John hates me - SH
Her reply is immediate
I’m already on my way - IA
He shivers at the only thought of that, then he texts her
Don’t. It’s too dangerous - SH
He can almost hear her laugh, then her reply arrives
Nonsense. I’ll be there in 12 hours - IA
He trembles writing the following words
I can’t protect you. The last person I vowed to protect died - SH
Her response comes fierce, like her.
Luckily for you I’m prone to resurrection - IA
And for the first time in a while he genuinely smiles