I Don't Belong Here (A Sherlock Fanfiction)

Life With Being Handcuffed To Sherlock Holmes

The most awkward part about being handcuffed to Sherlock was the sleeping arrangements.
*flashback*
Sherlock had just solved the first part of the game and it was eight'o'clock in the afternoon. After being pulled around all day I was getting tired. "So, where am I going to sleep? If you want you could unlock these handcuffs and I can sleep in my own apartment" I said looking at Katie for help.

"No." Sherlock stated as if that explained everything.

"What do you mean no?" I asked.

Sherlock just looked at me and layed down on the couch. I went up to him and pushed him off the couch. He landed on the floor with a thud pulling me down with him. I quickly pulled myself back up only to be pulled back down.

"Do you mind?"I asked annoyed.

Sherlock pushed me off of him, stood up and brushed himself off.

"Great! Thanks that was very helpful." I said sarcastically.

Sherlock ignored me and sat in John's armchair. I stood up and layed down on the ground by his feet.

Before dosing off to sleep I said,"You better not do anything to me while I'm sleeping."

*End of Flashback*
After that mess I was awoken in the morning to Sherlock walking around and dragging me with him on the ground.

"Really Sherlock. Really? You could have woken me up a different way like shaking me or shouting in my ear. But knowing you Sherlock you had to do it that way." I ranted angrily.

Sherlock just smirked at me.

"Where's Katie?" I asked looking around the room.

"Over here!" Katie said.

She was sitting on the couch giggling at me because Sherlock had dragged me across the floor.

"Can you take off the handcuffs so I don't have to follow you every where?" I said secretly wanting Sherlock to say no.

"I don't trust you." Sherlock answered.

"I'm going to take that as a no. How long are you going to keep me handcuffed to you?" I asked hoping it wasn't for the rest of this season of Sherlock.

"Until I figure out why you were glaring at Jim from I.T." Sherlock said.

"D.I Lestrade asked us to come in so he could ask you some questions." John told Sherlock.

Sherlock pulled me along into a taxi to Scotland Yard with Katie and John following close by. Once we got there we immediately went to D.I Lestrade's office.

"Details about the woman?" Sherlock asked Lestrade.

"She lives in Cornwall. Two men broke in wearing masks, forced her to drive to the car park and decked her out in enough explosives to take down a house."
Lestrade explained. "Told her to phone you. She had to read it from this pager. And why is Laura handcuffed to your arm Sherlock?" Lestrade asked bewildered.

"That's my business. And if the woman says one word, the sniper would set her off." Sherlock stated.

"Or if you hadn't solved the case."
John added.

"Oh. Elegant." Sherlock said softly to himself.

"Elegant?" John asked confused.

"But what was the point? Why would anyone do this? And let the poor girl go. I'm sure Laura doesn't like to be pulled around all day." Lestrade said gesturing to me.

"Oh- I can't be the only person in the world who gets bored." Sherlock said thinking back to the memory of him shooting bullets at a wall.

Just then the pink phone that Sherlock was holding beeped a message alert. Sherlock activated the phone so we could hear the message.

"You have one message." Said the robotic voice of the phone. After that came four pips. There were three short pips and one long pip.

"Four pips." John said.

"Thanks for stating the obvious John." Katie said jokingly.

"First case passed, it would seem. Here's the second." Sherlock informed us all.