An Affair with the Enemy (A Sherlock Fanfic)

Chapter 24

Tanya

Danger. What kind of danger could a young man holding flowers, smiling his ass off to himself and holding my hand named Daniel bring any harm to me? Sherlock was just jealous. But why would he be jealous? He has his nerd club of girls falling for him. He doesn't need me. "We're here babe." Daniel pulls me out of my thoughts. Forcing a smile, I hold his hand and step out of the car. I could only see a wall ahead of me and on either side. The lights were low and we were practically in the dark.

"Where exactly is here, Dan?" I turned to see him dismiss the driver as it drove away leaving just him and me in the alleyway. "Daniel Robert Avery. What the actual fuck are we doing here?" Sherlock's words about danger floated around my head and a sense of panic set in.

"Do you know how sexy it is to hear you say my name like that? Mm mm. Shame. I'll miss it once you're gone." He took a step closer to me.

"Gone wh-" I was slammed against one of the walls with a knife against my throat. My head was pounding and I wanted to close my eyes but I told myself to stay conscious.

"So tell me, love." He purred as he stroked my cheek. "Why are you following my boss? Why are you stalking Magnessun?" I let the information digest before chuckling. His face contorted and he looked uncomfortable.

"I don't know who he is." He slammed me into the wall again and spoke.

"You know, the guy who blackmails people to get his way by looking into their personal files and stuff? White hair, mid 50s about this tall?" His voice dripped with sarcasm.

"Guess you'll have to find out for yourself." Putting a hand around his neck, I brought it down to my knee and kicked him hard. As he stumbled backwards, I began to run but not before he grabbed my leg and dragged me back. I was pinned to the ground and he attempted to stab my face but I rolled out of his reach. Kicking his face, I picked up his knife and stood ready to fight him. When I was up, I saw he was too but with a sharper and bigger knife.

"Didn't want to resort to this but I guess I'll have to kill you anyway." He ran towards me with a war cry and slashed at me furiously. He caught my skin a few places but they weren't serious injuries. I pushed him against a wall and stuck my knife through his hand pinning him to the wall.

"You're not even a good kisser." I spat at him before jogging away. I reached the main road and the pain settled in as my cuts and bruises stung in the cold air. I didn't have any money to get a cab either. I hugged myself tight as I sauntered down the road. A car slowed down beside me and I was brought into a state of anxiety again. The car door opened and I saw Sherlock sitting on one of the seats.

"Get in."

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Once we got home, I prepared myself for the lecture Sherlock was about to give me but I didn't want to hear it. "Do you understand the amount of trouble you've put yourself into? Tanya? Are you even listening to me?"

"No. No I'm not Sherlock because I don't want to have this conversation right now. I don't want to do this."

"So what do you want?" I turned to him angrily and approached him.

"This." I brought my face close to his and smashed his lips against mine. He tasted of tobacco and tea but it was familiar and I wanted more. I put my arms around his neck and I felt him tense at this but he eventually relaxed as he lifted me up and brought my legs around his waist. His teeth grazed my bottom lip and I moaned into his mouth wanting more and more by the second. I didn't realise how much Sherlock wanted me but it flattered me immensely.

"Look Sherlock, I'm pissed at you mate but we can..." John walked in through the front door and stopped when he saw us. "Oh." Sherlock and I blushed furiously as I got down and stood next to him. After a minute, we exchanged looks and began giggling as we realised that we looked like two teenagers caught by an adult. "I'll just...um...another time." John left and I began laughing. I felt two arms around my waist and Sherlocks body right behind me.

"Care to pick up where we left off?" He whispered into my ear. I turned to him and ruffled his hair.

"I'd love to but I'm beyond exhausted. I'd like to sleep." I smiled tiredly and hugged him. Before I knew it, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to his bedroom. Taking my shoes off, he pulled a cover over me and kissed my forehead.

"Goodnight Tanya." Before he could leave, I caught his hand.

"Don't go. Please." Sherlock chuckled and walked back to me. Pulling the covers off momentarily, he slipped into bed behind me and held me close to him. Stroking my hair and humming a tune, I fell asleep in Sherlock's arms.

So I know this is kinda short but it was about time we had some Sherlock fluff but I'll do a proper chapter update next time. Vote and comment and check out my new book "Blood Ties (A TVD Fanfic)".

-Silverblxss (: