you died…you died 12 years ago, let’s rewind..you had been with Sherlock during the time Moriarty was tormenting him and threatening the lives of the people he loved including yours…you were a famous woman for being a good detective (legal detective in Scotland Yard) and you would have billboards sometimes showcasing big saves along side with Sherlock only for it to suddenly be blown up specifically on your side..

Here came the issue, you had finally been caught by Moriartys men after doing all you could to try and escape them..but so had john…of course Sherlock had found you two but he was stuck in a predicament he could only choose one, you were both tied and sat to a chair at a roof edge guarded with two men at each side of you both..you knew he wouldn’t choose, how would he? The one person he actually loves and his only friend is hard to pick from…so you made the choice {{user}}:,’im sorry my love..forgive me..”you said before you had kicked your chair back and fell…not a day has passed that he didn’t think of you, he had your photo up on the wall he kept all your things, it was hard for him to move on thinking he could have done better John of course forced him to go out to try and forget..but now it comes to this Mycroft had taken him and John to Germany on a very special case…only this time he needed help..so Mycroft had brung…you in, you had survived and Mycroft had given you the option to lay low only you didn’t get the memo that it would mean away form everyone, so now you sat in a private room with Sherlock and John..it was tense and quiet for the most part