Hi! This is my new story about Sherlock and Irene and I know I should be working on my other ones to finish them but I feel that any other woman is not special enough to capture Sherlock's attention it that way and I'm also full of impressions from the SiB, so I just had to write this.

I don't own Sherlock or Irene, neither any of other characters. It all belong to ever magnificent A.C. Doyle and brilliant Stephen Moffat and Mark Gatiss.

The City of the Bright Lights or a Gateway to Pakistan, as some calls it.

A tall man in his mid-thirties descended from an airplane on Karachi airport and breathed in the heavy-scented night air. He had a turban on his head which shadowed his eyes, so you couldn't tell his exact eye colour. His face was covered with a thick dark beard and he had a small suit case in his hand. His clothes were white and covered him from head to toe. Anyone with any deduction skills would say a Muslim businessman who just returned from a trip to Toronto.

The man passed through the passport control - according to his passport he was a certain Aban Raheem. He then proceeded to collect his luggage. Interestingly his suitcase was the first one to emerge on the conveyor belt – something that never happens to ordinary people. He purposefully strode to the exit door and hired the taxi. He made an impression of someone who knew this area very well and who had been there many times before. The taxi stopped in front of an expensive-looking hotel in wider centre of Karachi next to the one of city parks. The man got out and headed to the hotel entrance.

"As-Salamu Alaykum." he greeted.

"Wa alaikum As-Salam." The receptionist replied.

„I have booked a double room for one night. The name is Aban Raheem. My wife will be joining me shortly. We don't want to be disturbed and we will leave quite early in the morning." the man continued in heavy accented English. The receptionist searched the database and looked at the man's passport and when satisfied he gave him the keys. Such businessmen as the one in front of him were common guests in the hotel and so he didn't notice anything amiss.

"Have a nice stay, sir."

A woman in traditional Muslim clothing was dragged across the courtyard to the area lightened by several reflectors in front of a military-looking lorry. Several men with rifles gathered around her. One of them separated from the group and stood in front of her to film the execution. The woman who had caused to their brothers in Europe many troubles, who knew things about them that had never been supposed to escape outside the organisation, was to be beheaded.

She eventually managed to persuade them to let her write one last text message. She wasn't angry with him or with herself anymore, she was just resigned. And this was something she felt he deserved to know. She knew he would immediately know what the text meant but the purpose wasn't to hurt him. Just to let him know. Perhaps she even hoped that he wouldn't forget her… What a wishful thinking that was.

She handed the phone to the nearest terrorist and felt rather then saw a man with a machete in his hands to approach her. She closed her eyes. This was the end and yet she couldn't bring herself to regret falling for him, even if the result was her death.

An erotic moan was heard from somewhere on her left side and she opened her eyes in surprise. This couldn't be…

She turned her head and immediately recognised the eyes of the man with a machete.

"When I say run, run!" the man whispered and then turned on his heal and swung the machete to cut the nearest terrorist across his abdomen.

The woman let herself feel the wave of relief and a small smile appeared on her lips before she too jumped at the nearest terrorist. She was never the one to sit by and watch.

So, what do you think? Please, review it makes me continue to write more and I would really want to finish this:)

Also I feel that here, I can fully express what's been weighing on me for some time. I think that Sherlock and John are NOT gay and I always thought so and I'm so glad that SiB and Stephen Moffat with Mark Gatiss confirmed it too. Don't get me wrong - I have nothing against gays but Sherlock and John just are not and it bothers me that almost every story in here is shipping them together and what is more interesting that not even Sherlock and John are gays but even Mycroft and Lestrade and sometimes others too all in one story. It is a strange universe in which 4% are cumulated in one place.

Forgive me for this outburst but I felt that here was the only place where I could actually express this opinion because it would be weird to write this in reviews of other stories - even the SLASH ones, because there is a usual warning "Don't like, don't read",so...