I woke up to the sound of my obnoxious alarm. Rolling over, I grabbed my phone to turn it off when I saw the date. It was the day of the show. After months of rehearsals and endless hours in that awful dress, it would be over tonight.

Getting up, I jumped into the shower, before putting on some jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie and throwing my hair up in a messy bun. Once I was ready, I grabbed my bag and left my apartment, heading to the theatre.

On the way, I stopped at Speedy's café to grab a coffee and a muffin for my breakfast. As I came out of the café, I bumped into someone. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." I began, before raising my eyes and being greeted by the smiling face of Sherlock.

"It's okay Chloe, I forgive you." He laughed before swooping down and kissing me on the cheek. "You coming up to Baker Street?" He asked. I smiled back up at him, shaking my head.

"Sorry, can't, I have to go to the theatre, it's show day, but I'l see you tonight, you are still coming, right?" I explained to him.

"Of course I'm still coming, I think John may be bringing a date though." He told me.

"No surprises there then." I laughed. "I have to go now or I'll be late, bye Sherlock." I waved at him, which was returned, before heading on my way towards the theatre.

*****

I soon arrived at the theatre and headed straight backstage to get my hair and make-up done. On my way through the corridors to hair and make-up, I passed many people, from producers, funders to my other cast members, all of them wishing me "Good luck," or telling me to "break a leg" to which I usually replied, "Don't jinx me," before continuing on my way to get ready.

I reached my destination after I had wanted to, and was quickly rushed into a chair, where my hair was taken out and brushed by my stylist Danielle. I caught her eye in the mirror and she scowled at me. "What's wrong with you?" I asked her, eyebrows furrowed.

"You need your hair done again." She stated bluntly, not a trace of a smile on her face.

"Oh I know Danielle, but I've been so busy with the show, and my wrist and Sherlock, that I haven't had the time." I reasoned, coughing to cover the last explanation. Danielle perked up.

"What was the last reason?" She interrogated.

"My wrist?" I attempted. Danielle, however, was not convinced. She gave me a don't even try to fool me look. I sighed giving up. "Okay, I said Sherlock, are you happy now?"

"What about Sherlock?" I heard a familiar voice say from the doorway. Of course this is the moment that Elliot would walk in.

"Just that he is the reason that Chloe hasn't had her hair done." Danielle told Elliot, dragging the brush through my hair, a fake smile on her face.

"Oh yeah, that. Well he's coming tonight Dani, so you will get to meet the man, the myth, the legend who is Sherlock Holmes." Elliot announced dramatically, coming closer to us.

"Oh what an honour that will be, I get to meet the reason why Chloe has the roots of a witch." Danielle cried incredulously.

"Okay 1. I do not have the roots of a witch, whatever that means and 2. There will be no need to meet him because there is nothing happening between us so why would you need to meet him." I whined.

"Wait, what, but you have been going out together for at least a month." Elliot said as he sat in the chair beside me.

"Yeah, we have, but nothing has happened, not that it matters, I don't really care." I tried to convince them, even though I wasn't fully convinced myself.

"I don't believe you Clo." Elliot said, putting his hand over mine.

"Whatever, can we just drop it." I requested, receiving nods from the other two, who started their own conversation about the show.

*****

"Alright everyone, tonight is the night, we have worked for months for this one performance and after tonight it will be over so go out there and give it your all." Elliot gave his pep talk before the show.

"Aww, this is the last time I'm wearing this dress, I'm really going to miss it." I exclaimed, capturing everyone's attention and causing confused glances to be sent my way. "Who am I kidding? Good riddance." I continued, laughing with the whole cast and Elliot. Soon the audience were let into the theatre and the cast got into their starting positions.

"Okay everyone, this is it, good luck." Elliot said before rushing off into the auditorium to take his seat in the audience.

*****

The show went smoothly, surprisingly. Well I knew that everything would go fine, but I had doubts about whether the dress would cause some sort of mishap, but nothing bad happened. I was sat in my dressing room, getting back into my clothes that I had come to the theatre in that morning. I hung the dress up on a coat hanger before heading out, not giving it a second glance.

I was greeted by my family and friends when I reached the foyer of the theatre. Elliot gave me a hug, telling me I was "fantastic" before he had to go and see the others, promising to catch up with me later.

That left me in the company of my cousin John, his date, who I didn't know but later found out was called Isabelle, and Sherlock. John repeated the sentiments of Elliot, his date also offering a nice comment before they had to leave.

"And then there was two." I laughed, looking up at Sherlock, who was smiling at me.

"You were great out there tonight Chloe." He beamed, pulling a bouquet of flowers out from behind his back and handing them to me.

"Aww, Sherlock, thank you." I reached up, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He grabbed my hand and we walked out of the theatre together.

*****

Sherlock decided to walk me home, which I objected to at first but he insisted so I let him. We reached the front of my apartment building when he spun me around to face him.

"Thank you for coming tonight Sherlock, and for walking me home." I smiled up at him.

"There is no need to thank me Chloe, but I do have to ask you something." She replied, looking almost nervous, as he shifted from one foot to another.

"What is it Sherlock?" I asked him, curious to what could cause Sherlock Holmes, the self-proclaimed sociopath, so nervous and on edge.

"Chloe Watson, would you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?"