Secret Untold || SHERLIAM || Female William James Moriarty AU

Chapter 2: Baker Street, 221B

Sherlock stood in front of the door to 221B, waiting for someone to open the door and soon enough, his former partner, John H. Watson opened the door.

"Yo" Sherlock greeted. John shook his head, "By Jove... what is up with that 'yo'?" John looked at Sherlock. "Is that the first thing you say after making us wait for three years?" Sherlock smiled, "Welcome home, Sherlock" John extended his hand for Sherlock to shake to which the detective returned the gesture.

"I'm home, John" They both smiled at each other before ending the handshake. "I'm sorry for making you wait for too long"

"It's fine... because after the funeral, you sent the letter confirming you were alive, I can't help but let Miss Hudson know, I hope it's alright with you" Sherlock shook his head, "it's fine"

"The decision you made that day... I think it was the right one" Sherlock smiled, "thank you for believing in me... Thank you for turning 'the final problem' into a book"

Sherlock walked inside the building and closed the door, "Well, I love writing about you. Forget that, did you get closer to Mr Moriarty in America?"

Sherlock looked at John and smiled, "About that..—"

"How rude Mr Sherlock Holmes! Aren't you forgetting something?" The sound of his landlady could be heard from behind John. Sherlock smiled as he reached for his pocket. "It's been a while Miss Hudson.. here, a souvenir"

"A souvenir you say... are you saying that you've been sightseeing for three years?! And here I was crying bucket of tears because I was worried! My eyes got puffy and my skin was a wreck!! Because of you I've aged 10 whole years, what are you gonna do about it huh?!"

Miss Hudson shouted, Sherlock smiled as he walked towards the stair. "Is that so? Though you still look as lovely as ever"

"Eh really?—don't change the subject!!" Sherlock laughed as he climbed the stairs, heading towards his room.  "Sorry you two, it must have been hard clearing out my stuff. Who's living here now? I thought I should go say hello"

Sherlock knocked on the door before twisting the doorknob, "I'm the previous tenant here, sorry to disturb—"

Sherlock widened his eyes at the sight of the room. It was left as it was three years ago.

After some more talking, the three decided to sit down to catch up on everything.

"Right Sherlock, weren't you going to tell me about Mr Moriarty in America?"

"Now that you've mentioned, I wonder how he is doing now"

Sherlock sighed, "Liam is dead" The two widened his eyes, "what?!" Sherlock nodded. "It better if I explain everything from the top. You see John, I didn't exactly tell you the whole truth about Liam because it wasn't my place to tell but since she gave me full permission to tell you, I will"

"Alright... wait she?!"

"Where do I start... Liam real identity is a woman, her name is Lilliana. In order for her plan to work, she has to portray herself as the second son of Count Moriarty. Therefore, before the fire happened—it was before their adoption into the Moriarty's, with the help of her brother and soon to be brother she has cut off her hair and fixed her appearance to look like a boy. So, ever since then for years until the fall, she has acted as the real William James Moriarty"

Miss Hudson and John stared at Sherlock in shock, Sherlock continued "When we fell into the Thames, the lord of crime portrayed by William James Moriarty and Britain's greatest detective were gone, that was the day that the name of the 'real' William James Moriarty finally die, not in the house fire and so, William had started living again with her real identity, a woman, and the name 'Lilliana', the name that had been buried for twenty years resurfaced. She is a strong, and incredibly beautiful, kind woman"

Sherlock looked at the both of them, "I don't mind whether she is a man or woman. I mean, she is still the same person I've met on the Noahtic. Cunning and smart, very smart."

Sherlock's eyes lit up as he talked about Lilliana. Miss Hudson and John looked at Sherlock and smiled. He is definitely awestruck by her.

"So are you and Miss Moriarty dating now?" Miss Hudson asked. Sherlock chuckled as he looked at his wedding ring. "No, we're married. We are Mr and Mrs Holmes now" Sherlock showed his ring to the both of them, making them turned visibly white.

"Oh lord, she must be very unlucky to have you as her husband I mean.. you are insufferable, insane and no offense but sometimes you are so immature!" John insulted his dear friend.

"None taken, my dear Watson. Don't worry, I've changed during the three years. My wife has a great effect on me" Miss Hudson shook her head. "How long have you been married?" "Oh three years" "three years?!" They repeated at the same time.

"Did you at least had a proper wedding?" "We have official certificates if that is what you are wondering, Billy— the one who rescued us —somehow bribed the government of London to give it to us. I think that was my brother"

After a few more talks and Sherlock informing them about the dinner with the Moriarty's this evening, they all quickly went to get dressed and hop on a carriage to go to Universal Export.