After getting out of my car, I went to a bakery and bought some chocolate cake for my significant other. I waited in line and thought about what type of chocolate cake I should buy.
After placing an order, the person in front of me went to the table near the door. There, the bakery attendant told me that the best chocolate cake they had on the menu was the truffle one. I then asked the take-out person "could I get 2 slices of the chocolate cake?"
When I exited the cafe, with my bag in hand, someone bumped into me causing me to drop my cakes. I then saw a curly-haired man running down the street.
"OI WATCH IT YOU MADE ME DROP MY FOOD!"I yelled in anger at the man
In response, the unknown man stopped dead in his tracks and turned back around to face me. However, he was too far away for me to see his face or any features of his outfit. Suddenly he was running towards me at a slightly faster pace than the speed he was running before.
Only once he was at a good distance, did I notice who the man was. It was my friend Sherlock Holmes. When Sherlock reached me he grabbed me by my face, his eyes searching my face as if he wasn't sure I was actually here. They were slightly wide, and he was panting from running.
"Y/n is it really you?" Sherlock asked, his voice slightly hoarse, probably from yelling at whoever he was chasing.
"Yes, Sherlock it's me." I laughed lightly at him after saying it because after all he was the great detective and he couldn't even tell if I was actually here. "Although I am not in a great mood as you just knocked my cake onto the floor, in fact, you can buy me another 2 slices."
"Oh yes, sorry um, of course, I will get it now" Sherlock quickly stammered
As soon as sherlock left I realized there was another man there, how had I not seen him.
From the looks of it, he is a soldier, from Afghanistan, not Iraq. He also had a psychosomatic limp disorder and has a bullet wound on his left shoulder.
The man soon brought me out of my deductions by clearing his throat
"I am John Watson, I live with Sherlock" he politely put his hand out for me to shake.
"Hi, I am Y/n, although you probably heard" I took his hand, it was a nice polite greeting that I couldn't refuse.
"I see you have met John," says Sherlock in the deep baritone voice which makes both me and John jump.
"Yes, why have you not told me you're dating someone sherlock?" I knew they weren't. I just wanted to see if my deduction was correct, I wanted to know if Sherlock had a crush on John.
In response to my question Sherlock looked at the ground, however, John was quick to say
"he's not my boyfriend" So I was correct with my deduction.
"Y/n there's no more truffle cake I'll make it up to you another time, would you like to join me and John at our flat, we could run the case that we are solving if you like that is?" Sherlock changed the subject to take away some of the tension
"Sure I would love to"I said
at 221b Baker street
Sherlock was catching me up on the case.
"it's not just a criminal organisation, it's a cult," Sherlock said
"her brother was corrupted by one of its leaders "he explains while hanging up his coat while I went and sat on a chair beside a table.
"What's the name of the leader?" I asked
"Soo Lin said the name," John explained.
"Yes, shan. General shan."Sherlock stated
"We're still no closer to finding him" John sighed
"Wrong! we've got almost all we need to know. she gave us most of the missing pieces!" Sherlock yelled, A little bit too loudly
"Why did he need to visit his sister? Why did he send her to expertise?"Sherlock mainly spoke to himself.
"She worked at the museum," John explained
"Maybe he wanted to convince his sister back to work with them? then she declined so he has to kill her?" I pointed out
I told Sherlock that they should look into Chinese relics.
They then searched online for information about them.
Then their landlady came up and asked if they were collecting for a charity.
*less than 5 minutes later*
Cops were carrying crates of books to the living room of Sherlock's flat.
The numbers 15 and 1 are used in books to refer to specific pages. John then asked what the message was. Sherlock explained that book code is very clever. He said that it has to be one that both the reader's own.
John requested me to assist him sort through their numerous books as he looked through them. I began assisting him with the books as soon as he moved to the desk. I eventually became bored and was unable to uncover any information regarding the code.
John looked up from the book he was reading when my phone rang. I picked up my phone to see who had messaged me, and it was my assistant.
They were telling me about a meeting that would take place the following day.
Cancel the meeting tomorrow, there's something important happening - Y/I
Noted -F
I put down my phone and went back to looking through the books and I can see John starting to doze off and Sherlock still looking through the pile of books
Someone shook me and said, "Y/n! Y/n! wake up!" When I opened my eyes, I saw brown eyes staring back at me. I also felt a searing pain in my side, and when I looked around, I saw a cave and numerous weapons.
The moment I opened my eyes, I was back in the flat, surrounded by books, and I could see Sherlock seated on the floor, also encircled by books.
Someone yelled, "Get your hands off of them!" I turned to see a man being held back in front of me by a group of men, and I felt a hard hold on my wrist and a sting on my cheek.
"Y/n are you alright?"someone asked and I blinked a couple of times and see that John was looking at me
"Y-yeah I'm fine"I said and went to write something down on a notebook
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The British Government's Spouse
Fanfiction((DISCONTINUED)) Y/n Holmes, Mycroft Holmes's secret spouse, has just returned from America to be with their husband, but how will they deal with the threat of Moriarty, into which they have been dragged by Sherlock and its never-ending adventure? T...
