Sherlock x OC - The Black Masquerade Mask (Book 1)

Rubber and Glue

"Hello ?" I answered knowing it's Mycroft.

"We need to talk" Mycroft said rushing through the conversation.

"What is it? Are you breaking up with me Mycroft?" I joked but apparently he wasn't in the mood for humor.

"This is very important, no time to joke around Elizabeth"

"Okay what is it? What's going on Mycroft?"

"You need to gain Sherlock's trust I'm afraid something horrible is coming our way, get closer to him or at least in public show that you're close to him, someone is watching"

"What kind of something? What someone?"

"I'm not sure, but I'll update you on the matter, get him to trust you we don't have much time" Mycroft said hanging up on me.

Okay that was very confusing, but it seemed really important...what is he being all secretive about? Mycroft can be very moody when he's working. I shrugged it off and decided to start a new plan...get him to trust me how on earth am I going to do that?

I went upstairs hoping to strike up a conversation with the irritating detective, the door is open as usual, I walked in slowly part of me thinking of what the first step can be.

John was typing something away on his blog I presume and Mr.Holmes was sitting in his chair. "Elizabeth, good to see you how's your leg? I see you've removed the cast" John asked smiling at me. He shut his laptop and poured me a cup of tea. "It's way better, back to normal" I said smiling back, and taking the cup of tea. I used it to warm my cold hands, I wasn't well dressed.

"Any cases you guys are working on?" I asked hoping Mr.Holmes would respond this time. "Nope, it's getting pretty dull out there" Mr.Holmes did respond. Looks like he's bored. "Who's hungry?" John asked getting up to the kitchen. "We have nothing to eat" Mr.Holmes said picking up his violin. "Why didn't you get any food?" John asked. "Too much effort" Mr.Holmes said while plucking one of the strings on his violin. John stood in the middle and just stared at Mr.Holmes clearly annoyed by his behavior. "Fine, Ill go get the food while you just sit there all day" John said storming out. It's always entertaining to watch them argue.

It was very silent but the awkward kind of silence, and it stayed like that for a while. Mr.Holmes was playing a nice melody on his violin while I just sat back and started to think of a way I can start up a conversation with this psycho.

I took out a cigarette and lit it. "Nervous or excited?" Mr.Holmes asked observing my former action.

"No, I'm just thinking" I said trying to sound casual. "Clearly, but something important is on your mind. Something related to me or John, a favor you need could it be? You're not usually uncomfortable or nervous, but you've made very small talk, nervous smiles, tapping your fingers lightly on the tea cup-" "NO, stop that right there! Take your boredom out on someone else" I said stopping him before he could continue. I'd be lying if I said it's not true what he deduced, but damn it he doesn't need to find everything out! "You have nothing to worry about" Mr.Holmes said getting up, he leaned over and crouched down so he's facing me, he got closer and whispered in my ear "I know"

My eyes widened at his statement "You know what exactly?" I asked looking at him. "I know that you fancy me, can't get enough of seeing me Elizabeth" He said in such a bored tone. I gasped.

"WHAT?!" I got up and yelled in shock. "Me fancy you? What are you the queen of England?!" "Not the queen, someone you fancy more than the queen" He said with full confidence.

This just got on my nerves.

"Why would you think that? You're like 10 years older than me!" I snapped at him.