Amy woke up in a familiar bed. Her head was throbbing and her vision was blurry. It felt as if her whole body was being stabbed with needles. To her left was an apple and a glass of water. She quickly downed the glass of water and inhaled the apple.
Without even questioning what happened back at the grocery store Amy slowly stumbled to the door of the bedroom. It was locked but Amy knew how to deal with that. Halfway through picking the lock she started to feel very drowsy. Amy sunk to the ground and curled up into the fetal position and fell into another deep slumber.
Hours later Amy woke up again on a couch. The flat she was in was quiet but not empty. On the coffee table before her was a sandwich and a glass of juice. Once again they were quickly eaten. Amy observed her surroundings. She wasn't in the orphanage but at the same time wasn't on the streets. The decorations around her resembled the ones in the bedroom she woke up in earlier. That meant the two owners of the flat were keeping her here on purpose.
Without making a sound Amy got up and slowly started to make her way to the door. Suddenly, out of no where, the curly haired man quickly picked up Amy and slung her over his shoulder. Amy was carried into the extremely familiar bedroom and plopped onto the bed.
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Sherlock looked at the weak little girl. Tears started to stream down her face
"Please let me go," She sobbed, "don't hurt me."
"I'm not going to hurt you," Sherlock replied, "I'm only going to ask you some questions."
Sherlock got out a box of crackers. "If you answer my question then I will give you something to eat."
Amy's stomach growled and Sherlock smiled.
"Three weeks ago you were sleeping in this bed. How did you get in and why?" Sherlock questioned
But before Amy could answer John walked in.
"Sherlock what the hell are you doing?" John asked, angrily, "She is just a girl. You can't...interrogate her!"
Sherlock looked back at John and stormed out of the room with out replying. Sherlock needed information. He couldn't stand it anymore. Making sure he slammed the door on the way out, Sherlock left the flat. He needed to get away from that girl. He needed a real case.
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"Sorry about him," John said, "he doesn't quite understand human emotions."
John look over at the girl, Sherlock told him her name was Amy. She was cautiously eyeing the box of crackers Sherlock left on the ground.
"I'm guessing you want some food." John said as he offered the box of crackers to Amy. She quickly grabbed the box and started to run. But she wasn't running towards the front door. She was running towards the bathroom.
John heard the door slam and lock.
"What the hell just happened?" he mumbled to himself.
He walked to the bathroom and put his ear to the door. Inside he hear the quite crunch of crackers being shoved onto a small mouth.
John felt bad for the girl. All alone, cold, hungry, and on the streets. It's not the right way for a little girl to live. Sitting down on the couch John couldn't help but wonder what plans Sherlock had for Amy. John would be worried about the girls safety if he didn't know Sherlock better. Sherlock just showed a large amount of interest towards the girl. Plus there was the name Eleanor. Who was that? Love interest? John laughed at the idea. But then the question overtook the humor once again. Who was Eleanor?
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Sherlock walked out of Lestrades office. No murders, no kidnappings, no crimes at all. The whole thing was killing him. No cases expect the one that seemed to have no possible solution. He could jump off another building, but that would be unfair to John.
Sherlock seemed to have no choice but to go back to the flat and confront that girl. It would have been easier if John had just let him bribe her for information.
Sherlock walked into the flat only to find John on the couch and Amy locked into the bathroom. Sherlock rubbed his forehead. This was going to be a lot harder than he thought. Sherlock grabbed some pieces of paper and started scribbling frantically.
Amy R. looks exactly like Eleanor Rigby.
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Eleanor ran away from her home seventeen years ago,
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Theories:
Daughter. Amy is most likely Eleanor's daughter.
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But how did Amy end up in the orphanage?
Theories
Eleanor worked at the orphanage until her untimely death. The orphanage took in Amy.
Eleanor was an qualified as 'unqualified' for motherhood and Amy was taken away.
Eleanor gave up Amy. -But why
Eleanor didn't have enough money
Eleanor was to sick to be a mother
Eleanor was married to another man who was not the father
Eleanor lost Amy
-need more theories on why Amy went to the orphanage-
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Sherlock was about to start on another list before he was interrupted by John.
"Sherlock we have an orphan in our bathroom." John pointed out.
Sherlock ignored John's idiot observation. He didn't have time for people with such small metal capacity.
"Sherlock I'm serious. What do you plan to do do with her?" John said, this time raising his voice.
Before Sherlock could reply, the sound of a slamming door echoed through the flat. Amy darted out from the bedroom and into the kitchen. Grabbing two apples off the counter she started to run back to her shelter, but John was quicker and grabbed her. Amy yelped and started to struggle.
Knowing that John was to strong for her she took a look at his face and quickly blurted "Two years ago you were an army doctor until you were shot in the leg and returned back to London. You shortly fell on hard times, both financially and emotionally. Then you met Sherlock and moved in with him. After that the both of you started solving crimes and you made a blog about the crimes. Currently you are single and sill in the closet. In fact so far, your friends are suprised that you can evan see. They want to know how Narnia is that time of year."
John, out of surprise, let go of the girl and she ran back to the bathroom. "What the hell just happened? What's the closet?" he asked, confused.
Sherlock grinned slightly, "things just got a whole lot more interesting."
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Consulting Detective and the Genius Orphan?
FanficWhat happens when a genius orphan locks herself in Sherlock's bathroom? What happens when this orphan turns out to be the daughter of Sherlock's only childhood friend? What happens when Sherlock and John bring this orphan to crime scenes? And what h...
