Robert Downey Jr X Reader *EDITING

SOLVING MYSTERIES 3

*Y/N

Sherlock and I are sat beside each other in the coach beside John's and Mary's. The train began to move and I sighed knowing how the situation with my father was.

"What are you thinking, my dear?" I heard Sherlock ask.

"How long will I stay alive?"

"Don't say that!" 

"I'm just joking." I told him. Which I wasn't.

"Do not joke about that kind of thought, my darling." He said as he intertwined our fingers together.

"Sherlock?"

"Hmm?"

"What are we doing?"

"We're waiting for the perfect--"

"No, I meant what are we? What is this thing that we're doing? I thought Irene was the only one for you?"

"I--I don't know." He simply said. "I mean you're the only one who knows about my emotions and what I feel."

"Then what do you feel about me?" He stared into my eyes, looking through my soul trying to fish out some answers to his distraught thoughts.

"I feel the need to protect you from the dangers of this world, I need you to be close to me, calming my thoughts upon hearing you breathing. I want to see you smile and I want to hear your giggles that fill my ears with joy and make me feel tingling when I touch you near me." He said as his hand went to caress my cheek. He slowly leaned in to kiss me when the lights suddenly turned off. 

"We'll continue this." He said as he kissed my cheek, made his way to the door, and began fighting. As soon as the door closed, I let out a deep breath that I never thought I could hold on longer from the closure Sherlock and I was. As soon as I collected my thoughts, I grabbed my pistol and made my way out, I shot one soldier and went to John and Mary's coach. 

"Hello, everyone." I said while I sent a smile to them. 

"Y/N?" John and Mary were in disbelief.

"Oh my God." Mary said and I saw Sherlock let Mary take a seat. John began guarding the door as I sat beside Mary.

"I'm terribly sorry for the inconvenience." I said.

"We don't have much time." Sherlock said as he went to the other opened door and looked at it.

"How many are we expecting?" John asked.

"Half a dozen." Sherlock answered.

"Who are they?"

"A wedding present from Moriarty. Unfortunately, Y/N's father." John looked shocked at me and I rolled my eyes and glared at Sherlock.

"You had to mention that." I said.

"It's best if he knew." Sherlock said.

"Focus on that door, John!" I said and he went back guarding the door.

Fast Forward, Mary was thrown out to the river by Sherlock. John wasn't a big fan of the way Sherlock tried to keep Mary safe. And we did defeat the half a dozen soldiers that were a present from Moriarty. John, Sherlock, and I are sitting at the exploded half of the train. 

"How'd you say that Moriarty was your father?" John asked me as I sat on the box.

"He is indeed my father, biological. Knowing that he got my mother pregnant, he vanished leaving us alone until I was 10. By the time he came back, he wanted to take me away from my mother. My mother tried protecting me from him, but she never succeeded. It only resulted in my father killing my mother in front of me. Knowing that I am the only successor of his intelligence, he trained me at an early age." I stopped and looked at Sherlock, who was staring at me, trying to indulge the information that I was giving.

"Until I turned 18 and he met Moran. My father tried to convince me to marry him, but I disagreed. Moran got angry and he may--" I suddenly stopped and began fidgeting my hands as tears began to cloud my eyes, enabling me to have a clear vision.

"He did what?" John asked softly.

"--He may have raped me a couple of times." I said as I closed my eyes. "With what happened to me, I decided that I must escape from their entrapment. I ran and ran until I accidentally met you, boys." I said looking at John and Sherlock. 

"You know why I hated Irene Adler?" I looked at Sherlock. "She tried to bring me back to my father after knowing that the both of us had met. She wasn't fond of me knowing that Sherlock's attention to Irene had changed because of me." I broke our eye contact and looked at John, who was looking at Sherlock and me.

"Is that the reason why she was back when we were solving Blackwood's case?" John asked.

"Her mission was to manipulate Holmes' feelings for her, so she could have the information my father wanted from Blackwood." I looked back at Sherlock and I saw him sigh shakily.

"I admit I thought she was really playing with your feelings, but she wanted to quit from my father to be with you." I told Sherlock. "The only escape from my father's deeds was to die. But, I may have managed to escape from him once, but I know that my days are now counted." I said as I stood. I heard some footsteps and I saw Sherlock walking in front of me and holding my hands in his.

"You won't die, not on my watch. I promised to protect you and free you from your father." Sherlock said.

"No matter how much you protect me, it would cost you your life. I wouldn't risk that just because of me."

"I don't care. I couldn't bear to see another day without you." He said softly as he held my cheek in his hand while caressing it. I leaned into his touch and held his hand that was on my cheek. I smiled at him and hugged him. I felt him hug me back and caress my back.

After a while, we walked back to the coach and took a rest. Sherlock sat beside me and he lay my blazer around me.

"Don't want you to get cold." He said as he lay the blazer on me. I looked at John and saw him curious as to why Sherlock was being that way to me. I lay my head on his shoulder and sighed as I closed my eyes. I was about to sleep when I heard the voices of John and Sherlock. I remained still and closed my eyes.

"Holmes, what is it between you and Y/N?" John asked.

"What do you mean?" 

"You're uncharacteristically sweet and caring. You and I have been friends for quite some time, longer than yours and Y/N's, but you never acted that way towards me." 

"You want me to be like this to you?" 

"No! Absolutely not. What I meant is that, are you feeling some sort of feelings towards Y/N?"

"I don't know."

"I haven't seen you so caring like this towards Irene. As a matter of fact, I've never seen you act this way to anyone other than Y/N." 

"She has a special place in me." Sherlock said. I know it isn't the right word I wanted to hear, but hearing him say that is a big change of attitude towards Sherlock and I'm glad to hear that I was the only one who could crack the big guy to open up.

"I'll do everything for her to be free from Moriarty. It doesn't matter to me that she's a Moriarty as well, but she is different and has a heart of gold." Sherlock said.

"Very well, then." John began. "It's okay to feel that way towards each other, don't let Moriarty show that Y/N's your weakness." 

"I think it's too late for that." Sherlock said. "But, I'll do everything for you. That is a promise." 

"I support you, Holmes."