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Jacqueline homes	By : Titan Category: Titles in the Public Domain > Sherlock Holmes > Het Views: 3707 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work fiction, based on the Sherlock Holmes series by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

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Chapter 4

He was where I had left him a half an hour before. He had finished his breakfast and was reading the paper. He looked up when we entered.

“Who is this little fellow?”

“This is Michael. He is the son of one of Mr. Holmes’s clients. I’m going to watch him while his mum is here.”

“How old is he? He looks rather tiered.”

“He’s three and he has just woke for a nap.” He nods. I place him in a chair. “Are you hungry Michael?” He nods. “Well then I’ll go and see if I can get something for you to eat.” I leave the room and go to the kitchens, I find Mrs. Hudson there.

“Miss. Cole what can I do for you.”

Well I’m taking care of one of Mr. Holmes’s client’s son. He’s three years old and he said that he was hungry.”

“Well I’ll make some him some porridge and I will bring it in for you.” I leave the kitchen and head back into the dinning room. I take the seat next to Michael.

“Where do you live Michael? Do you live in London?” he nods.

“London three River Street.” He holds up five fingers. I smile and him and he smiles back at me. “Your silly.” The doctor laughs at Michael. Michael looks at him with a serious face.

“That’s Dr. Watson.”

“Doctar Watsone.” He replied.

“That is very good.” The door to the kitchen opens.

“Here we are one porridge for the young sir.” She places the porridge in front of him and pated the top of his head.

“Tank you.” We laugh at him.

“Your welcome.” She leaves the room.

“Let me stir that for you.” I stirred it for him to let it cool. I tested it before I feed him. “Here we go Michael. Open wide.” He opens his mouth and I begging to feed him. “There we go finished.” I wiped off what was left of the porridge that was on his face. “There we go your all clean for your mum.” The door opens and Sherlock walks in.

“Papa.” We all look at the child.

“No. That’s Mr. Holmes. I’m guessing that you are finished with your client.”

“No, not quite I have to go to three River Street.” I nod. “I have also come for little Michael.” I lift him out of the chair and walk over to Sherlock. “I need to ask you a question.” He takes hold of my hand and leads me out into the hall.

“Yes what is it.”

“Jacqueline. I don’t know when I will be back, hopefully by this evening or tomorrow morning.”

“There is no need for you to tell me when you are going out or when you will be back.” He tightened the hold on my hand and took a step closer to me.

“I don’t want you going out without Watson for protection. We don’t want you to be taken from us. I think your brother would have my head if anything happened to you.”

“Don’t worry about me Sherlock I have no reason to go out for the rest of the day.” I smiled at him, to make him smile. I lent up and kissed his cheek; he was startled. “Don’t worry about me you. Better get back to work” I hand Michael to him; he looks down at the child in his arms and then at me.

“He’s quite heavy for a three year old.” Michael reaches for his nose; Sherlock moved out of reach of his hands. “I will see you later Jacqueline.” He turned down the hall and into the sitting room. We here the door open the next afternoon as Watson and I played chess. I heard him ascend the stairs and back again.

“Checkmate doctor.” He looks at the board more closely.

“Yes it seems you have won another game Miss. Cole.” The door to the sitting room open and Sherlock walks in to the room.

“How many times have you lost to Miss. Cole today Watson.” He smiles at him.

“At least three times. She’s a very good player Holmes.” He looks at me.

“How did the case go Sherlock?” Watson looks at me then Sherlock. Shocked that I called him by his first name.

“Very slow at first. The widow’s husband had died three days ago prior to her coming to me. At first she believed that it had been an accident, but started to become suspicious. Some of the servants had said that they had heard someone arguing with their employer and in the morning they found him face down in a pool of blood. He had been pushed over the banister.”

“Did you find the person who had pushed him over the banister.”

“Yes and he was taken to Scotland Yard. He was a man that had lusted after the young man’s wife. He was jealous that she had not chosen him as her husband.”

“So did the young man look like you at all?”

“Not that I could tell. He was tall about my height, he had dark hair and green eyes.”

“The child must have just missed his father.” He nods. “You must be tired or did you get any sleep.”

“No I slept very little. I will see you at dinner.”
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