The one and only love of Sherlock Holmes

Okay, hello again it's been a while I am sorry about never updating it's just my first fan fiction was a failure. I hated it but here I go again hopefully this will be a bit more successful, please enjoy!

The Watson house hold was silent and still, the snow was falling quickly and covering the streets with white crystals and was untouched except for the tiny footprints of a robin bird making its path across the snowy pavement outside.

Lucy sat awake trying to get to sleep desperately she couldn't shake that something was wrong. Something was different she needed to figure it out…she got it…that's it she knew he had forgot something.

"DAD!" Lucy Watson shouted. She pulled the bright yellow cover up to her chin and tried to get warm. It was December and tomorrow they were going to London to see Uncle Sherlock so she had to go to bed early. She listened to the quick steps up the many stairs which lead to her bedroom.

John ran through to her room in a panic "W…what's wrong?" he gasped in between breathes, he looked over to the little girl smiling up at him.

"You forgot, again daddy" Lucy said staring up at him with a stern look on her face, but she was still smiling.

"Forgot what?" John said, finally calming down and catching his breath.

"My story" Lucy said as she moved over to let her father sit on her bed beside her.

"Oh" he sat beside his daughter and began "Once upon a time" but was interrupted immediately by his daughters loud sigh "What now?" he inquired.

"I don't want a made up one! I want a real one with REAL people" she sat up and crawled over her bed to her dad and sat beside him.

"Fine then" john sat for a moment trying to think.

"I want a love story!" Lucy interrupted his train of thought. John was about to start when his daughter interrupted again "Not how you and mummy met or how you got married; I have heard them a billion times"

"Well then there is…." john thought about the time they met Irene Adler, but Mary would most definitely not be happy about telling his 5 year old daughter about the naked dominatrix who nearly took down the British government who fell in love with Sherlock… "No, maybe not" and then John had an idea "Why don't I tell you about your uncle Sherlock's first and only love?"

"YES PLEASE!" Lucy shouted in excitement

"Well it all started when your uncle Sherlock was…" he thought about telling her about him being sent away because he shot a man in the head, but John decided against it. "He was going to go on holiday, but he couldn't because he needed to go to work back in London, so he went back to Baker Street to find a very angry person sitting in his chair…