The Lady Detective (Sherlock Holmes x Fem!reader)

~Arriving to London~

I look out the window to see a dashing meadow. "Y/n," Clara my best-friend pulls me from my thoughts. "We will be in London shortly get your bags down." She says strictly. "Oh, yes sorry i spaced out, I'm just nervous." I overly explain myself. She hums with acknowledgement. 

Lilibet and Wren are getting their stuff from off the top of their seats. I pull my suitcase and bag from the storage compartment as well.

 "Lily stop that!" Clara whisper yells. I look up at the brunette. She's laughing holding Wren's face. Clara takes her handkerchief and wipes Wrens lips trying to fix the smudged paint on her lips. I chuckle. 

Though it was an unspoken rule to not be in a relationship with the same gender and is highly frowned upon, Lilibet and Wren don't care though they love each-other in a way that nobody could.  

Me and Clara accept and love them both, though Clara rather they do all the lovey dovey stuff in private. It's for their best interest. They would lose every bit of respect they have and chastised for the love they both share.

 As much as I believe their Love is genuine, I don't necessarily believe in it. Lilibet says it's because i'm a hopeless romantic which I defiantly don't consider myself as, I just mean I don't believe in it cause I've never experience real love like they have. 

Sure I have been in multiple different relation ships with many men and a woman but none of them were real. 

The men were sexist and hated my career choice and only wanted to fuck, and Emma just wanted to be friends after a week of secretly being together. I didn't mind being dumped by her. She truly was a great person i just thought that if i dated a woman i would have a real relationship like Lily and Wren. Though I didn't really like it to be honest.  

Clara checks the time, and shrieks when she says. "We're going to be ten minutes late." Clara is a very, well I don't know organized person. 

She has to have a schedule, be at blank at a certain time, we have to keep the office clean you smelly fools. Stuff like that. "We will be fine it's just ten minutes no one is timing us."

 Lilibet says in a kind gentle voice. Lily had the most beautiful personality. She's kind, funny, out-going, a great listener if I say so myself, and will humble you in a second. 

Wren was the opposite. Her fiery red hair matching her fiery attitude. She is a hothead that was only nice to us, but she's still nicer to Lily, and will lie to the devil himself to make you feel good about yourself. She's confident two. "Yeah, stop gawking at that watch and actually look at the view." Wren said shaking her curly hair, and I mean super curly. "How can I in-joy the view when we are now," she pauses to check the time again, " twenty minutes late!"

She screams even louder. I shush her when we get a knock on the door. Wren get's up and opens the car door.

 A man is standing outside. He clears his throat when he see's Wren's trousers. "I just came over to ask if you could please keep it down. My wife is trying to sleep in the car next to you. "Sorry!" Lily Whispers feeling guilty. "Oh, you're American." It's very faint but you can clearly see the look of judgement on his face. "Yes, we are deeply sorry about this. We will be quite from now on." Clara promises. 

He nods and says goodbye before leaving. "Oh, you're american." Wren mocks. When she sits back down Lilibet gently smacks her arm. 

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After twenty long miserable minutes of Clara freaking out over the time we finally make it to London. We exit the train and make our way too the rode. Clara sets her stuff down and tries to catch a carriage. She fails miserably. 

A man sticks his hand up and get's a carriage to pull over. "Have a nice ride ladies." He says kindly. He was dressed nicely with a top hat. 

Lily is the first to thank him me, Wren, and Clara thanking him after. I pull out the letter I received from the salesman. It has the address. "Where am I taking you little ladies." he says cheerfully. " Pearl street please." I reply double checking that it's correct. 

The girls are talking to the gentleman that obviously in a hurry." I whistle to get their attention and node my head towards the carriage. 

They all say goodbye and pile in. When I turn to say thank you one last time I see him running. I chuckle and get inside. 

"Did you know he was a lord." Clara says awe in her voice. As much as she loves being a detective, she loves rich men even more. Mostly the reason she's a detective she likes the hotties that want our help. 

Wren laughs to herself. "His names was kinda funny." I perk up. "What was his name?" I ask. "Tewksbury." Lily replies, resting her head on her lover's shoulder. I furrow my brows. "That is an odd name." I state as I reach into my purse and take out a book. It was a fantasy book Clarise, Clara's twin got me before leaving the group. Well more liked kicked out. She got with my then boyfriend, Charles. We voted to make her leave and she reluctantly left. 

We had another girl too her name was Sophia but she got married and moved. It was really hard to say good bye. Then Blythe but she got really sick so her and her parents moved for better medical attention. We haven't seen her since. And I don't want to go finding her in case she past.

"Oh I hope the new office will be just spectacular. don't you think so Y/n?" She says clasping her hands and looking up to the roof dreamily, most likely imagining what the interior looks like. 

"Yes, I'm hoping it's as beautiful as the salesman boasted." I reply meekly. "Oh for heavens sake, get off that fools book!" She says rolling her eyes. 

She was born and raised in an old-fashioned house, not really knowing much as to the world now but more back then. I shush her. "One more chapter." I say sternly. She huffs but does not say anything more.

 When i'm done I put the book away into my purse. I look up to see Lily and Wren sleeping and Clara looking out the window excitedly. "What do you think awaits us here?" Clara says sensing my stare. "A good detective agency, but if that doesn't work we can still always make it a whore house. I say holding in a laugh but fail when Clara turns to face me and her mouth hanging open. 

"Absolutely not. I will not have my bestest friends turn into whores!" She whispers. I don't have anything against those women it's their body not mine, they should be able to do whatever they want with them. The coach comes to a stop and we hear the driver yells Pearl street. 

I reach over to wake the sleeping girls. When I try to wake up Lily she tries to punch me, thankfully I dodge and hold her hands down. "Lilibette Winifred Anderson wake up!" I try. She quickly wakes up at the sound of her name. She quickly exits. I do the same for Wren. "Wren Fiona Grace!" I call. She too wakes up and exits grabbing her stuff as well. 

 I don't wait and jump out onto the ground. My crimson skirt flowing up a bit. "Y/n L/n that is very unladylike!" Clara yells catching the attention of others.

 I cringe when they look at me judgement consuming their features. I've never been a fan of other peoples attention it makes me extremely uncomfortable. My parents always thought it the devil's work to ruin my life. I apologize quietly to the strangers. 

I reach to get my stuff out of the back compartment and lead them to the building. I glance at the letter in my hands that has the building number. Building 108 is were our new office is an my new home. There's a flat upstairs which I claimed since I bought the building with money I had saved up. I look up. I smile a toothy smile. 

                                                      Home sweet home.