The Woman

19. Demands

Annie and I walk to my room after a long day of explaining she's a weapon. She still has not come to terms with the information, which is understandable when told that kind of information. I close the door and turn to see Annie pacing the floor as her hands ran frantically through her hair. "Annie?" I call her gently. She ignored me and continued to walk and start to breathe heavily. "Is it hot in here, or is it just me?" She looked at me then turned back to pacing the floor. "WHY DIDN'T HE TELL ME!?!" She yells as she grabs her chest. "HOW MUCH OF MY LIFE HAS BEEN WASTED DUE TO ME BEING A ROBOT!?!" She began to sweat as her body began to shake. She's about to have an anxiety attack. She tried to calm herself down, but she ended up hyperventilating. I rush over to her as soon as I saw her stop and begin to reach out to grab something. "JOHN!!!!" I yell for him.

"Annie, Annie, are you okay?" I question her.

"JOHN!!" I shout again. "You're going to be alright." I check her pulse to see it was high. John came bursting through the door, rushing over to Annie. "Annie? Sweetheart, can you hear me?" He starts asking as he starts checking her pulse along with other things.
She opened her eyes, looking around, dazed and confused. "Annie, take deep breaths," John tells her calmly. "You got so worked up you had an anxiety attack. Just deep breaths, in and out." He coaches her as he takes deep breaths with her. We stayed on the floor with her until she was able to relax and calm her mind. "Do you want me to erase the memory of us telling you?" John asks, wanting to get rid of her pain. He hated to see her like this; it was pretty evident he hurts when she is in pain.

"No, I need to know what I am." She started to take deep breaths again.

"Do you want me to get you something to help you sleep? I have melatonin in my room think that will help." John suggested.

"No, I'm fine." She sat up slowly, smacking her lips. "I need water." She states as she looked John in the eyes. He nodded as he got the hit she wanted him to get it. Once John left, she grabbed onto my shoulder to stand up.

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I wake up with Harley lying on my chest as her arms were wrapped around me. I slowly get out of bed, trying not to wake her up. Once cleaned up, I walk out into the kitchen to make a cup of tea. John sat at the kitchen table typing on his computer, then turned to look at me. "So now you two share the same bed?"

"We had shared in the past, mostly when you were out or fast asleep." I reply as I grab a cup of tea. John sighed as he rubbed his face with frustration. "Have you two...you know...done it?"

"Done what? Oh, you mean have sex." I sip my tea as I turn to look at him. He sat waiting for my answer as his hands were pressed against his chin. "The answer is yes."

"You two had sex?" John questions, still not able to believe it. He still believes what I have told him in the past, how I have no time for relationships, and it's a weakness to care. "You and Annie?"

"Yes, who else?" I scrunch up my face in confusion as to what he was implying.

"Irene Adler?" He tilts his head to the side.

"No, I'm not interested in anyone else but Annie. I have told her this several times; she is the only woman I'm interested in. Why does everyone think I am interested in Irene?" I lean back on the counter, sipping my tea.

"You two just seemed to have a connection, she was interested in you, and you seemed interested back." He scratches his head confused.

"She drugged me and was working with Moriarty; how could I possibly like her?" I tilt my head to the side. I could see how he thought I was interested, she did walk out naked, and I knew her measurements.