I recovered slowly but surely, even my broken ribs did, with some help of John. I was able to walk properly again without help in about 2 weeks. I also went back on cases as soon as I was about to walk again, but Sherlock stayed with me all the time, just in case Moriarity came back. Ofcourse I was scared Moriarity would come back, but I was prepared for the time he would come.
As I was back at 221B again, Mycroft popped in to check in on us on Sundays. I made a great progress in a short time, I started to learn how to trust again. I got back to training and got used to the 'normal' life. Well, for as much you could call it normal.
The next morning I woke up from the feeling of someone gently touching the scars over my body. I opened my eyes and saw Sherlock laying next to me in his bed.
"Morning Y/N." I heard him say.
"Morning Sher." I replied.
As I tried to get up, I fell back on the bed. Sherlock looked at me worried: "Y/N? Are you okay?
"Yeah I'm okay. It's just the Morphine, I took a bit too much yesterday."
He helped me up from the bed and led me into the livingroom. As soon as I saw Mycroft sitting on the couch, I recalled that it was a Sunday morning:
"Goodmorning Y/N, how are you?" Mycroft asked
"Morning. Could be better, but fine." I chuckled
Sherlock walked over to the kitchen as I was talking with Mycroft. A couple minutes later he walked back into the livingroom, but this time with breakfast.
"I brought you some morphine too." He smiled.
"Thank you." I thanked him.
I started eating my breakfast.
When we finished, Sherlock broke the silence; "I've got a case, so i've got to go." He said
"I'll go with you." I replied.
"Hell no, you are not." Mycroft interupted
"Why not?" I asked, kinda pissed off now
At this, Mycroft snapped. "Y/N, you're not! You're being hunted down by a pshychopath, isn't that obvisious? I order you to stay home! "
As he jumped up and walked towards me, I flinched.
As I flinched the whole room went silent. Everyone staring at me. I looked down, trying not to have to meet their gazes.
I stood up, still looking to the floor, and walked towards my room. Everybody's eyes still following me. As I walked to trough the doorway, my legs felt like pudding and I fell to the ground. In response, both men ran towards me, but I had already blacked-out.
I woke up on the couch, Sherlock holding my hand, Mycroft glaring at me out of the corner of the room.
"Ah, there you are again." Sherlock said.
I recalled what happend, the morphine I had used was probably really strong and a bit too much.
"Just go back to sleep darling, you need to rest." Sherlock said.
"Mycroft, can you keep an eye on her? I need to get some more morphine."
I saw Mycroft nod.
A couple of minutes later Sher left, Mycroft walked in to me and sat down next to me.
"Y/N, I'm so sorry about what happend. I didn't mean to scare you." He said, I could hear regret in his voice.
"It's okay Mycroft, I get it. I'm a little more sensitive, but you already knew that." I giggled.
Both of us went silent.
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Their Biggest Secret
FanfictionY/N Y/L/N is the biggest secret of the british government, she is capable of things which 'normal' people aren't. She is the best assasin that they have in their power. Mycroft Holmes, who was practically the Britsh government, always made sure she...
