Moriarty the Patriot One-shots

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A/n: I'm back!!
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3rd pov:
"As the head of this house, I forbid you to step through that door!" Albert's voice boomed through the entire Moriarty estate. The woman, (y/n), froze and stared into the brunette's emerald eyes. "What did you just say?" She asked as calmly as she could but deep inside she was broken. Everyone else in the house was quiet, wanting to see how this argument turn out. Albert and (y/n) have been arguing for a long while now. It confused Louis and William, Albert and (y/n) were always close ever since childhood. "What are you going to do if I do?" The (e/c) eyed woman challenged him. Albert faltered but quickly recovered. "(Y/n) James Moriarty. If you step through that front door then you might as well never return." The brunette replied sharp and coldly. His emerald eyes held no emotion, only a dark glint that made (y/n) widen her eyes. She was beyond shocked that her own brother would kick her out of the house. Albert is her own flesh and blood. Her shock soon turned into anger as she tried to blink away the tears. "Why? Are you doing this because I'm going to see him?" She asked furiously. "(Y/n), think clearly, he's our enemy. He could find out about our plan!" Albert argued back. William and Louis listened to the two from the living room.

"Albert, I love him!" (Y/n) shouted at her older brother. Albert was taken aback by her outburst. "I love Sherlock, I don't care if I'm never allowed to return! Why don't you care about my own happiness?" I asked as we continue to argue. "(Y/n), you're my baby sister. Of course I would want your happiness but Sherlock is not the one." Albert countered. "You know what. I don't fucking care about this shitty plan anymore! I'm out of here. Once you come to realize the mistake you made, you better get off your high horse and beg me for forgiveness." The (h/c) haired woman shouted and stormed out of the door, closing it with a loud bang, causing Albert and everyone nearby to flinch. Albert sighed and dropped to his knees and sat hopelessly on the floor. "What have I done?" The brunette asked himself, the tears running down his cheeks. William came over to comfort his older brother.

"You took it too far." The blond spoke. Albert met his brother's ruby gaze. "I feel ashamed of myself, I'm supposed to be the older brother. The one to protect her and keep her safe, not drive her from her own home." The green eyed man said, regretting everything he said. "You two need some time to cool down. We all know (y/n), she's not dense. She would never enter a relationship knowing it would be a danger to her and her family. (Y/n) is confident that Sherlock won't poke around in our business, in fact it could be an advantage to us." William told the brunette. Albert sighed. "Your right, Will." "Come now, brother, Louis is making tea. Let's go." William helped him up and the two brothers walked to the living room.

(Y/n's) pov:
221B Backers street. That is the place my feet took me, I know Sherlock and I had a meeting spot later but I could not wait any longer. Miss Hudson was the one who opened the door. The tears that I held back, flooded. Miss Hudson gasped and lead me inside. "My dear (y/n). What happened?" The woman asked worriedly. I couldn't reply, the tears only continued to roll down my face. "I'll go and call Sherlock for you." She said and disappeared upstairs. Moments later she returned with the said male and John trailed behind.

Sherlock embraced me into a tight hug as I continued to cry. The blue eyed male comforted me best to his ability until I stopped crying. "What happened, (y/n)?" Sherlock asked me gently. "Albert and I fought and we both said things and he kicked me out of the house." I replied, still sobbing in between. "He... kicked you out?" Sherlock asked in disbelief, raising his brow. "More like... he threatened me that if I leave, he'll kicked me out and we continued to argue then I stormed out of the house so I think I'm kicked out but I'm also too ashamed of what I said to my elder brother to return anyway." I said in a tiny voice. Sherlock sighed but hugged me closer. "I'm sure he didn't mean anything he said. We both know that Albert is overprotective." Sherlock replied. "Sherlock's right." John added. I wiped the stray tears from my eyes. "Thanks you guys." I said happily. Just then Miss Hudson came in. "Tea is ready." She said and served each of us a cup of tea with some pastries.