there are no depths to which i won't sink

  • Baby Holmes: *lying in bed, holding the sheets high* Is it there?
  • Sherlock: *crawls out from under the bed; sighs* Nope. No ghosts or monsters tonight.
  • Baby Holmes: *shivering* Promise?
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* I'm not going to leave you in a room with a monster, am I?
  • Baby Holmes: *looks to her wardrobe* Mummy?
  • Molly: *closes the wardrobe* Empty. Dark, empty and full of jumpers *smiles* Nothing to worry about, sweetheart.
  • Baby Holmes: *confused* But I heard it! Over there *points at her toy chest, pushed against the back wall*
  • Molly: *kisses his cheek* I'm sure it was just a bad dream.
  • Sherlock: *looking to where his daughter pointed; frowns* Isn't our bedroom-
  • Molly: *quickly pulling Sherlock out of the room* Goodnight, darling. Sweet dreams.