Little Holmes

Chapter Three

Ella had a sleepless night thinking about what Moriarty had said to her on the roof top. Sherlock heartlessly slaughtering thirteen people. He wouldn't have said something so ridiculous because he knew she can tell when anyone is lying yet..... He didn't seem to be. She searched through sherlocks phone to find anything which would indicate why he would have but had no luck. Ella was just playing a waiting game now. Jim had seen the message, but no reply. She got up going into the bathroom and switching the light on to reveal her dusty small bathroom. She stripped down and got in the shower sitting on the floor and finally let her wall come down and burst into tears. That bastard. No. Not Moriarty. Sherlock. How could he? How could he leave her all alone after everything. She let the water drench her long brown hair and wash away her tears before she pulled herself together and finally could have a normal shower. She got out wrapping a warm brown towel around her and tucking it under her arms as she wiped the steam filled mirror and sighed as she saw herself. Her olive skin was now pale from no sleep and not eating for 48 hours. Her once bright green eyes now seemed dim and her hair was obviously, just as curly as sherlocks. She grabbed her toothbrush and began to brush her teeth when she heard a slight noise which made her stop and her heart race. Shit. Someone's here.... She's naked and vulnerable she has nothing but a towel. She quickly sorted herself out and stood by the door.
"Mycroft?" She said just hoping it was him
"Ella...." He whispered which sent shivers across her body and she stumbled back. His voice sounded so close to the door which made her panic. He chuckled and stepped back his footsteps heavy until I could tell he was across the room "Little Holmes I hope you're not going to keep me waiting here all day" Moriarty spoke in amusement.

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She wasn't going to show she was scared, that would get her no where "alright hang on" she called out as if she really wasn't bothered it was him. She took a deep breath and opened the door walking out and giving him a glance as she walked over to her wardrobe which just made him chuckle. "Oh look at you" he said standing up straight in his Westwood suit his black combed hair and his dark brown eyes which seems to follow here every small move "I'm getting dressed do you mind?" She said trying to hide the slight fear in her voice but it wouldn't work. He walked over to her and stood right behind her "Little Holmes in not here to see you undress. Although I wouldn't say no to a show" he purred in her ear "I'm here about that text...." He said more coldly
She clenched her jaw and turned around having to tilt her head back to look up at him "like that? It's not nice when so one brings family into thins like this is it" she snapped which made him ball up his fists "don't talk to me like that I could have you killed right here right now" he said angrily but Ella wasn't in the mood "then why don't you? Hmm? might as well" she shouted which left jim speechless. He just stood there staring at her. No one had shouted at him before especially after threatening death. Was she stupid? Or was she just ..... Damn she's ... She's hot when she's mad he thought to himself.