*WARNING CONTENTS FOR THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER HAVE BEEN CHANGED FROM THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 'THE BLIND BAKER'!!!
Chapter 2
Samantha's POVThe cab brought us to the station in seven minutes flat, thanks to Sherlock and his constant screams to drive faster. I snickered as we got out of the small vehicle, Sherlock shooting me a glare. "What?" I muttered with a roll of my eyes. This new Sherlock was odd, scary and annoying. With his emotionless face and eye rolling, I was seconds away from knocking him out. "What is your problem Sherlock?" I blurted out angrily as we made our way through the office, officers bustling around and the pungent scent of stale burnt coffee infiltrating my nose.
I was ignored as we burst into a new private room. "Greg," Sherlock greeted without looking at him, the man, Greg, looked up from his papers startled. "Finally, hello Sherlock, John. Who's this?" Greg asked, throwing a curious glance towards me. I opened my mouth about to reply for myself when Sherlock answered, "She's no one." He rushed as John gapped at him. I seethed with anger at that point and decided to take matters upon my own hands. Tapping him on the shoulder, Sherlock tensed and turned.
Before he knew it I socked him in the face. Silence enveloped the room awkwardly and I smiled at Greg and John who had shocked expressions. "The names Samantha Watson, pleasure to meet you, and about that. Well Sherlock has been an uptight jerk all day and I simply could not take anymore of it." Greg chuckled and shook my hand. "Not to be rude Samantha, but why are you with Sherlock and John on a case, you'd think John would be rather opposed to the idea." Greg chose his words cautiously and I laughed.
"You're not being rude at all Greg. Well John and I haven't had the best past so he isn't too protective over me. And I'm on the case because I can also deduce." I muttered my last part but Greg picked it up. "You can deduce?" He exclaimed and I threw my hands up exasperated, "Yes for the love of God, I can!" I said rather eagerly. I heard a groan from the ground and looked behind me at Sherlock who was on his knees clutching his cheek, "What the bloody hell was that for Sam?" He managed to spit out, I laughed and clapped his shoulder.
"Stop being an ignorant bitch Sherlock, that's all." I replied and batted my eyelashes at him, and I could visibly see it in his eyes, he crumbled apart. I smirked happily and turned towards Greg once again. "So what's the case we have?" I asked and smiled again, Greg raised an eyebrow and tosses the file at me. I scanned it with a burning excitement. "It's all about a diamond," I stated with sadness. All this excitement for nothing but a stupid diamond. "We don't want it." Sherlock said in a flat tone. Greg sighed heavily and looked between Sherlock and I. "I'll call you if I find anything else." He sighed and sat in his chair once again. "Well, until next time Greg." I smiled and waved as he returned a weary smile.
"Do you so happen to have any money Sherlock?" John asked and patted his pockets. Sherlock shook his head and then he looked at me. "Thanks for that punch by the way." His voice was seething with sarcasm as I smirked cockily. The streets were full with ignorant hypocrites and tourists all rushing to get to different places. I took a deep breath and paused for a moment. It was nice to be back again. I opened my eyes and saw Sherlock staring at me, who immediately turned away, a fierce blush in his cheeks. "I have to go to the bank anyways John, so we might as well go there now." Sherlock said with displeasure, I'm sure he'd rather be at home shooting the at the wall for fun; some habits never die.
We causally made our way to the bank, that instead turned out to be a incredibly large financial powerhouse. The tall buildings shadow swallowed the sidewalk. "Sherlock," I started as he turned towards me, "Hm?" "Why are we really here?" John asked as I raised an eyebrow towards Sherlock. A wide grin took over his face as he clapped in delight. "You'll see." And with that he walked us into the dull powerhouse.
We managed to get into the elevator and go to up quiet a bit of floors. "Hello," The blonde at the desk smiled at us sweetly but mostly Sherlock, who was completely oblivious. I felt a surge of jealousy shoot through my body. "Hello I'm here to see Sebastian Wilkes." Sherlock answered as I looked at John who had the same confused and questionable look on his face. The secretary stood up and walked around her desk. A flirty grin and swaying of her hips had me wanting to tear her eyes out. HE WASN'T INTERESTED. Well I mean who knows what he was interested in anymore.
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I laughed at Sherlock who walked out in a suit. "What the bloody hell is that Sherlock?" I burst out as tears sprang from the corners of my eyes. "It's my suit for Megan and Don's wedding, how is it?" He asked with a pout at my shitty attempt to keep my laughter in. At our age we had two friends already getting married. "It's p, ummm, not bad?" I stated in more of a question. The suit was a hideous brown which made me nearly vomit. "No." Sherlock said as he laughed with me."No," I agreed as we continued to laugh hysterically. "So do you have a date or not?" He asked from the changing room as I lounged on the soft couch outside the rooms. I shrugged, "No not really." "Well I'm going with Debra, remember her?" He asked and I felt a pang in my heart. Tears clouded my vision as I blinked them back. "Wait the one from English?" I asked curiously. Of course it was probably that Debra, she was one if the prettiest and she seemed to like Sherlock. This is why I should never get attached to people who don't have the same feelings for me, I thought to myself.
"Yes that one, she's one of the only ones who actually interests me." He muttered out. Sherlock was I suppose the definition of a player. I mean he was my best friend and I had feelings for him of course but even if we did become romantically involved, he'd mostly likely dump me days later. "I don't even want to go to this wedding." I groaned out. "Why not, because you have no date?" Sherlock asked as he walked out in a black suit, or looked great on him making me sigh in content. "I suppose you could say that." I muttered. That wasn't the only reason but I was also Megan's maid of honor. "My speech is no where near ready to present yet." I complained to Sherlock who laughed and rolled those pale blue eyes of his.
"My god women, you have a extremely amazing speech, be calm now. I also have the perfect idea for a date for you." He exclaimed and walked back into the changing room once again. "And who would that be?" I asked, my heart heavy. "What about Warren?" Warren was also another crush of mine but the difference was he actually had mural feelings for me. I felt the color rise in my cheeks.
I contemplated his suggestion, wishing I could go with him, but decided to hold my tongue from stating my opinion. I sighed, "I suppose,"
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John slowed our pace a few steps as Sherlock took long, determined strides to get to Wilkes office. "So," John hummed. Oh god, here it comes, the torture of him seeing my small a,Lunt of feelings for Sherlock. "Sherlock, huh?" He mused, a playful grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. I groaned irritably, "John, if I would've known you were going to slow us down to talk about my feelings, I would've linked arms and became buddy buddy with blondie up there." I teased.
He looked at me. Not just looked but he gave me THE look. The look that said it all, like 'stop avoiding my questions' kinda look. I sighed externally and nodded, throwing a glare his way so he would remain quiet.
"I-," I started but was interrupted. "Mr. Wilkes office, Mr. Holmes." The blonde directed.
Sherlock looked between John and I, an evil smirk on his face. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"
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