#blinddevision

"I wish I could do that, sweetheart. I really do." He smiled towards her, even if she could not see his smile. He shrugged shortly, eyebrows shooting up ever so slightly. "But I can’t. I just simply can’t, my dear. God knows what might happen if I’d allow you to go. Soooorry~" He whispered the apology into her ear, before he chuckled lightly. 

Sherlock hadn't heard from the girl in a long time, and looked at his phone. Claire would usually contact him once or twice a week to see if there was a case she could help with. Most of the time he did. This time, though he had one and she wasn't asking. Deciding to take a chance, he made the short walk to her flat and knocked on the door. "Claire?"