When you wake up your on a stretcher heading towards the hospital. "Mr. Wickles..." you mumbled. "Your going to be fine." Was the last thing you heard before you passed out.
After you woke up again you were in a hospital bed. A man with grey hair walked in, " Mrs. (L/N) how are you feeling?" "Woozy" you replied. "I'm Greg Lestrade, inspector at Scotland yard. Do you know who could have done this to you?" You thought to yourself "No I'm American, how could I have enemies in London?" "That's what were trying to find out. The hospital is letting you go, a consultant will be by to ask more questions." said Lestrade.
Now home you decide to take a shower to get ready for this "consultant". Once your finally clean you threw on some sweatpants and a supernatural t-shirt. It's probably going to be a while since the consultant gets here so you decided to make tea. Just as the water was boiling, there's a knock at the door.
Heading towards the door, you open it to see a short blonde guy and a attractive tall man with shockingly curly hair. "Hi can I help you?" "Um hi I'm John and this is Sherlock, he's the consultant Lestrade talked about." "Oh please come in." You let them in and they took a seat, "would you like some tea?" "That would be lovely." Said John Sherlock didn't really say anything he was just looking at the pictures on the wall. "Did you just arrive in London?" Asked Sherlock. "Yes I came to help with the new exhibit at the museum." "An American gets to London and causes trouble." "Excuse me." "Sherlock stop being rude." said John.
"Like I meant for Mr. Wickles to die." "That may be true but your presence here caused a person to die because someone is obsessed with you." "Well how am I supposed to know someone's obsessed with me I just got here." Getting mad you got in his face. "I don't know why anyone would be obsessed with you in the first place, look at you your wearing sweatpants."
Getting furious you said "well since you like putting people down for your own pleasure I'm sure your really hard right now."
Sherlock was about to reply you cut him off "I don't even want to hear your reply, because it's going to be snarky. Mr. Wickles was a good friend of mine and now that he's dead because of me doesn't make me feel great. Now if you don't have anymore questions just go find the killer and get out." With that you opened the door "If I get anything from my crazy stalker killer, I'll call." And you closed the door.Sherlock POV
"Nice going Sherlock" said John.
Sherlock wasn't even paying attention because he was thinking about you
Interesting she is very interesting
I wonder if she knows we're neighbors?
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Sherlock x Reader: Mystery At The Museum
FanfictionYou (reader) are a American archaeologist traveling to London to help out with a exhibit on ancient Egypt's queens. However when you get there, mysterious things begin to happen. You begin to receive weird letters from "your loyal servant" and peopl...