221b Baker Street

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Moriarty's pov

This girl piques my interest. Judging from her explanation of her universe she knows every single crime I have commited whether it was direct or indirect yet she decides to stick with me. For a week! She isn't just like any other ordinary person and has that kind of unpredictable in her. Judging from her acting she has experince with crime and criminals but it is clear that she has not commited a bigger one. She is a mystery that I crave to decipher yet I am not able to and honestly I don't know if that annoys me or thrills me.

She is a very inteligent human being yet you cannot expect anything from her due to her sudden changes of her mind. During her stay with me her liking of her universe has changed about a 100 times yet she hasn't changed her mind about this universe being "unbearbly awesome".

She has a wierd impact on me that I have never experinced. She makes me want to decode her acting and thoughts, spend more time with her to get to know her but at the same time she kind of annoys me. I don't even know how did we get here but here we are, standing in front of The 221b Baker Street with a bottles of alcohol that Veronica stole.

Why tha fuck am I refering to us as us?! There is not a we there is me. Nothing else. Noone else.

Veronica's pov

Honestly it was so easy to convince James to visit 221b Baker Street after the week we spent together. All it took was to promise I will get a wine so he won't have to be completely sober for it. Lucky me knows how to steal without effort being put into it. When we passed a liquor shop I asked James if he could wait for me, grabbed some random bag I saw laying on the ground and went in.

There was a group of some young guys which made it more easy due to the fact that the store owner focused only on them and didn't even bother to greet me. I went to the wine section and picked up two bottles of red Chateau wine, then went to another section and grabbed aperol and white rum, took off price tags and put it in the bag.

I started walking towards the cashier when I noticed small food section and went towards it. I put some gourmet cheeses, pretzels, bread sticks and chocolates in the bag as well as a pack of funny looking straws and a pack of cocktail umbrellas.

I went towards the group and the owner while grabbing matches. I carefully zigzagged through the group while grabbing their wallets and went to the cashier. ,,What's it going to be?" asked the cashier ..Just these matches, ya know I hate those itty-bitty matches they sell on the streets I just cannot stand them! And the prices Oh my god! Have you seen the prices?" The cashier lazily replid while clicking on a computer ,,Yeah, horrible I know. 3£ please." ,,Of course" I said while grabbing one of the stolen wallets and taking out 5£ ,,Here" The cashier gave me 2£ and I went out.

I found James and went to him. ,,Got us a few things." I said with a smile. ,,A few?" said James with raised eyebrow ,,Shush, you wanted alcohol I got it. And I Do need some money if I am stuck in this universe." I replied and continued on the path to the 221b Baker Street.


So now we are standing in front of the door and waiting for someone to open it. Finally Ms. Hudson opened and let us in ,,You must be Sherlock's clients! Come, it's the first floor, the doors will be right in front of you" I smiled at her ,,Thank you Ms. Hudson"

I rushed upstairs ,,Sarah! I got some Aperol!" I knew that would work. Sarah practically barged in the hallway ,,Veronica! Where!" I smiled at her and pointed at the bag ,,Right there" ,,Oh god! You are my savior I needed something like this for a week now!" She shouted while hugging me.

At that moment James got to the top of the stairs and Sherlock with John stepped out of the door. ,,So this is the V." commented Sherlock. ,, I managed to get Sarah off of me ,,Mr. Holmes, Mr. Watson it is nice to meet you " The boys greeted me but all of their attention was on James. ,,Okay I think we can go inside before you three kill each other." I forced Sherlock and John inside while grabbing James' arm and dragging him inside. I didn't bother with Sarah because I knew that as long as I had the alcohol with me, she would be right behind me.

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