No Strings Attached: Doctor Strange x GN Reader (Marvel and Sherlock Crossover)

Chapter Sixteen: Real or Delusional

AN: Not beta read so if there's stuff I didn't catch my apologies!

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The rooms were nice, nothing like the homeliness of 221B but enough to get by in this new world. They were mostly neutral tones and the room itself was about the size of 221B's common room and your bedroom and Sherlock's bedroom combined.

"If you and Holmes are together we can get a door installed to connect them." You turned, seeing the redhead leaning against the doorway, a smug smile painting her lips.

You gaped at her before shaking your head, willing the thoughts away, "Heavens no, Sherlock would be the last person I'd ever go out with on this planet."

"Just friends?" Nat smirked as she moved to sit on the bed, fresh beige sheets covering them. It felt domestic for a minute, you never really had made any other friends besides Sherlock, John, and Mary and of course Lestrade and Mycroft, when he wasn't in a mood which happened to be quite often.

Shooting her a disapproving look you went to the large floor length window, "I feel like that's an innuendo."

"In the novels you two are-."

"No!" You shouted, conflicted on whether to feel disgusted or angry, interrupting her as you shook your head. "That's a mistake, Doyle or whatever his name was must have misinterpreted our relationship."

"Not your type?"

Studying the skyline of the city, you had a very nice view, the skyscrapers visible in the distance along with the Hudson. "I'm not really into arrogant sociopathic detectives."

"Some people are," Nat shrugged, getting up to come and stand next to you, also admiring the view. "If you're ready I can introduce you, Tony said he actually wants to help."

"He seems very social. Must have finally warmed up after believing us. Have you gathered Sherlock yet?"

Nat took your hand, pulling you behind her in the hallway, a smile on both your faces, "He said he was meeting us in the room we were in before."

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There weren't many people in the room when you walked in, Natasha said that many on the "team" were on missions or in their rooms.

The blonde man that visited you and Sherlock earlier stood talking to Bruce along with a redhead and blonde young woman and man.

"That's Thor, Wanda, and Pietro," Nat whispered into your ear, before going to stand next to Bruce.

Sherlock came behind you, noticing your focus on the others, placing his hands on your shoulders tensing you up, "Relax, I don't see any reason not to trust these people."

You laughed as the other began to pay attention to you, shaking your head slightly as you thought of memories of Sherlock freezing up, a common occurrence around you and the Watsons, "Says the normally tense one."

"Sherlock, Y/N want to introduce yourselves?" Nat asked, you could tell she was struggling since you were starting to seem rude, ignoring the others in the room.

Thankfully Sherlock took reign of the situation, "I'm Sherlock Holmes, this is Y/N Moriarty my loyal companion who is always ever more smarter than I."

"Oh stop, you're going to make me blush," nudging Sherlock slightly as he struggled to hide a grin from the others. "I'm Y/N, head of forensics at Scotland Yard, occasional detective."