I grabbed my black dress and Mary grabbed hers, we grabbed our equipment.
"Should we put the contacts in?"
"If were reveling our selfs then no. But if we aren't then yes." I grabbed my contacts.
"We'll see what it comes down to." I said grabbing my guns and purse.
We ran out knowing Sherlock would be there soon after. I hid in the blackness and waved goodbye to Mary.
"Best of luck." She said in her normal accent. I nodded.
"To you too." Then I heard her boot footsteps walk away. I lowed the brightness on our phone.
Then I heard the elevator bing.
"Sherlock!" John yelled. Then I knew where Mary was taking him. They were on the stairs by now. She hit the lights.
"Hello Sherlock." I smiled in my American accent.
"Where's Rosemary and John?"
"I don't know," I lied. "She told me to stay here. I assume down a floor."
"Mhmm." He nodded stepping closer to me. "I assume you know now."
"Know what?" He was right in front of me now.
"That I know who you are." I looked at him questionably when my heart was pounding.
"Who do you think I am?" I asked in the dim light.
"I don't know anymore." He replied regretfully. "I thought Rosemary was Irene Adler." I smirked.
"I'm afraid you were wrong." I said and he smiled at me. "But you," he paused. "I think I know exactly who you are." Then he leaned in and kissed me. When we pulled apart we were gasping for air. Then I felt Mary's arm tug on mine, her contacts were removed. John knew. My mouth was wide open in shock then closed as we heard bullets.
"John!" Sherlock ran to the stairwell allowing us to escape, we knew what we had to do. It was not going to be fun, but we had to do it.
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The Ladies in Black
FanfictionThe Ladies in Black, one of Sherlock's most perplexing cases. Will he figure out that the answers lie within his friend Molly Hooper and John's fiancé Mary Morstan? Or will the Ladies in Black remain as they were meant to be. A mystery.