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Watson held a single red rose delicately between his fore and middle fingers.  He had never really been a large fan of St. Valentine's day, but this year someone had taken upon his fancy.  The rose was only a small gesture, one that he planned to be anonymous; partly because he knew that his Valentine was not so big on romance themselves, and partly because his feelings for this brilliant person were kept a strict secret.  That was exactly the way he wanted to keep things.  Perhaps the doctor should have realised a long time ago that where Sherlock Holmes is involved, things rarely go the way one first