Silence Will Fall (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction) ✔️

Chapter 41

I was smoking a cigarette and walking around when Sherlock walks up to me.

"Hello Isis."

"Sherlock." I nod to him, inhaling the cigarette. I exhale in his face, making him close his eyes in euphoria. I smirk at his face, looking at him until his eyes opened. I pass it to him and he inhales too eagerly.

"So sherlock, what's new." He sighs when I steal back my cigarette.

"Nothing. Im bored." I laugh exhaling the smoke.

"That's not good." He shrugs stealing back the cigarette.

"Yes, I need something to do." I look around us.

"Well, we shouldn't stand outside when we could be inside dissecting things." He smirks, the smoke coming out in wisps. I go to the edge of the sidewalk and raise my hand, in an instant the taxi stops, and I smirk.

"Saint Bartholomew's hospital. I'll give you thirty more if you gas it."

As soon as Sherlock gets in, the cab speeds up, faster than light.

"Now, I'm bored too." I say sadly. I turn to Sherlock, who was watching me.

"You really make boredom travel." We stop at the hospital, and i throw fifty , then walk out.

We get to the labs to see molly working.

"Hey Molly." She smiles at me.

"Hey Isis."

"Do you have any dead bodies I can cut up?" Her eyes widen.

"I-I guess."

"Your fast. I like it." I wink, and she blushes. She walks out for a second and I look at Sherlock who's eyebrows were furrowed.

"I used sexual attraction. I mean, my looks need to be used too." I retort. He smiles.

Molly walks in and looks at us.

"The body's ready."

"Are you wearing new perfume?" Sherlock asks. Molly blushes.

"Ye-yeah I refreshed a bit." I smile.

"It smells marvellous." I say, pinching Sherlock hard.

"Ye-s it is." She blushes deeply. We walk into the Morgue where a body is lying down.

"Thank you Molly."

"No problem."

"We should have a girl's night. Me, you, netflix and pizza." She smiles widely.

"Yeah I'd like that." She waves walking out.

"How do you make her leave so quickly?"

"It's called being nice. Plus, i don't have 'gorgeous blue eyes' and sharp cheekbones like a certain male." He smirks at me.

"'Gorgeous blue eyes'?"

"Fine, blue eyes that look like lysol toilet cleaner." He glares.

"You know the one? That cleans shi-"

"I know which one"

"Haha good." I start getting to work.

"This body's a little older, about three days old." I sniff the air.

"Starting to decompose slightly. No cut marks meaning no one has cut open any organs. Male, 32, cute as hell." I say, moving his face side to side.

"I'd say died of heart attack, but he was healthy. Something poisoned him... Hm... Yes. Potassium chloride." I look at sherlock who's amazed.

"Look closer than usual. Use your eyes like a microscope." He instead looks at me.

"Like a... Microscope?" He looks into my eyes.

"Dilated." I then turn back to the body.

"It's very difficult to hide myself, Sherlock. Very difficult. Yet I do so well. You must have understood all of my play in this scheme."

"Seems as though my brother hired you."

"The reason many people don't know me is because I am a spy. A bug that was sent to spy on a web. Infiltrate it, then unravel it. I play games so well, your brother even believed it. He knows about it, yet I can still control him. Davidson? Another spy who infiltrated 'Isis'' small web. The small amount of workers in this web never actually saw her, so it was too easy to plant myself in. Any other criminal who knew about this secretive Isis never saw her either. Communicated behind a screen and that was her downfall." I say pacing.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"The reason I'm here Sherlock Holmes is because I am attracted to you." His eyes widen.

"They say you want what you can't have. The truth behind those words. You may never understand." He then kisses me hungrily.

"I don't love. I don't care." I kiss him again, those words striking something.

"You don't have to." I turn away.

"You won't have to. Once I'm done this mission I go back. Back to Canada."