Not Everyone Needs A Title

Chapter 17

Yea. Lyndsi's boyfriend was James Moriarty. She knew what he did for a living but she didn't really care. She did love him and he really did love her. If Sherlock ever found out God only knows what might happen.

"I did say he was doing it." Jim says

"Yea I know. I just thought he trusted me more than that. I trusted him enough to let him fool me."

"He didn't fool you. You're too smart for that. He was just really good at hiding. What did you do with his phone?"

"I wiped the memory."

"That's my girl." Him says as they sit on the couch in his flat.

They settle for watching a movie before Jim and Lyndsi a question.

"Are you ready to move in with me?" He asks

"Yea. I think I am. I'll have to get my things tomorrow but I don't have very many."

"Want me to come with you?" He asks

"I don't think so. Sherlock isn't going to be happy about this and he's already upset. Besides aren't you trying to kill him?"

"Well I have a while to do that. All the time in the world. Besides if I go with you it'll lessen the blow, won't it? If he's already upset then you won't be ruining his good mood."

Lyndsi turns her head to look at him

"Sherlock doesn't have a good mood."

"Perfect"

"Alright fine you can come. But you have to help me carry stuff."

"Of course Love." He kisses her

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Lyndsi walks up the stairs into 221B. Jim right behind her. Sherlock is sitting in his chair. He's in his Mind Palace so he doesn't notice the couple. Lyndsi walks to Sherlocks bedroom to gather her small amount of things including a film camera.

Sherlock hears her and opens his eyes only to see James Moriarty. He stands up immediately.

"What are you doing here?" He demands

"Waiting for my lovely girlfriend to get her things."

Lyndsi walks out carrying a small duffel. She hands it to Jim who wraps an arm around her shoulders. Lyndsi watches Sherlock and waits for the inevitable questions.

"You're dating Moriarty?" He asks

"Yup."

"He tried to drown you"

"No actually. He had no intention of killing John and he knew John's a doctor. It was all planned."

"You can't date Moriarty" he says

"Can, will, have"

"You lied to me?"

"No. I said I had a boyfriend. I said don't worry. What I can't believe is that you didn't trust me. You've damaged my trust for you as well and you of all people should know that trust doesn't come easy to me."

"You're dating Moriarty. I'm worrying"

"Alright well I came here to get my things and return your phone." She hands the phone to him and turns to leave again

"Lyndsi I'm sorry" be calls after her

"I don't care."

Jim shrugs and follows her out. They go back to Jim's flat.

"So what all do you have?" He asks

"Film camera, photo of my dog, photo of our first date, and some clothes. Not much, like I said."

"Well then I guess we are going shopping." He smiles at her.

"You're too sweet to me J."

"Never."

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"What do you mean Lyndsi is dating Moriarty?"

"What part of what I just said is unclear?"

"The part where you said Lyndsi is dating James Moriarty"

"Lyndsi is dating Moriarty!"

"Well this is awkward."

Sherlock gives John a weird look. Neither of the men saw this coming. Sherlock was more angry with himself for not seeing it but he was also scared that Lyndsi would get hurt. John went to bed. He didn't know what to think. Maybe Lyndsi would explain later.

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"What about Sherlock?"

"What about him?" Lyndsi asks Jim

"Well he's going to want you to explain."

"What is there to say. He broke the first rule and I have nothing else to say. I love you, you love me, were dating. That's all it is. If he can't wrap his brilliant mind around it then he's really not as smart as he thought." Lyndsi says

"Okay. So you're still angry with him then?"

"I made those rules to protect him and he broke them. So yea. I'm still a little pissed."

"Alright. It's okay. Come to bed? It's been a long day."

"Sure. Yea."

The couple go the their bedroom. Jim uses the bathroom while Lyndsi just lays under the covers, thinking about what could have been different. Jim lays next to her and puts an arm around her waist. She half rolls over to look at him.

"Goodnight Love." He kisses her forehead

"Goodnight J" she whispers back

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"She's really staying with him then?" John asks

"Looks like it. I really messed up. She wouldn't be with him right now if I hadn't messed up. She'd be sleeping on the couch or in my bed but either way she would be here."

"Don't beat yourself too hard. She's been dating him for a few years now so it's not your fault they're together."

Sherlock says nothing but goes to his room for the night. He doesn't sleep though. He just thinks of when Lyndsi and himself were kids. She ways was a trouble maker but he didn't think it would get to this. Then again she didn't have her good influence for years.

"What happened to her?"