Sherlock Holmes

I do not own Sherlock Holmes tv blah blah. Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction!

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I was stuck in the living room, why?

Well, we had company. Not just any company, the so called Sherlock Holmes and his sidekick Watson were visiting us. Why?

Well, my mom thinks my dad is missing. But in fact, he isn't. He is just tied up and hiding under mom's bed. This was all a set up, I needed to see Sherlock Holmes. 

My family are rich American wannabees, moved to London because of my dads company. My mom is what you call the regular blonde tipsy mother. While I on the other hand, is what you call an alcoholic. Unlike my mom, I have long brown hair and eyes. 

I was forced to kidnap someone I dearly love, of course this was an order. I couldn't say no because the man will kill my family. This was all a set up so my mom can call one of the best detectives to find my father, told you my mom is just...dumb. His orders were to get Sherlock Holmes on my side...or the other way around. I don't know why Sherlock though, maybe it was love! 

I was waiting in the living room, wearing a typical goody two shoes school outfit, actually straightening my hair and putting on perfume. Even though I was 25 years old, and this wasn't the usual clothes i wear. I wanted Sherlock to do his little check people out, and he will give me a description of how I was like. Then, I will prove him wrong. I can not wait to see his depressing face. 

Like I said, this is all a set up. I was always so good at acting. My mom knows how I dress, and I couldn't risk her spilling out the beans to Sherlock saying how I usually do not dress like this, so I had to lie to her. I said that i liked Sherlock and I wanted to impress him, told her she couldn't tell anyone. Of course she was so proud of me, a rebel like me finally acting up. Ha, you could say i was double acting then!

I hear voices coming down the hall, and my mothers trying not to cry voice. I double check my nails, hair and outfit. Then I quietly sit up straight on the couch, waiting for them. 

They come into the room, my mom introducing me, "This is my daughter, Luna"

I stand up, "Nice to meet you" 

I shake hands with them and they sit down on the couch across from ours. 

My mom had already explained how, where, when my dad disappeared. While I tried so hard to cry. All I could do was sniff and tighten my handkerchief. 

Sherlock nods, "This is a rotten case"

I couldn't believe what he said. Even though I kidnapped my father, does he act like this to other people cases that are actually bad?

I sit up straight, "Excuse me?"

He narrows his eyes at me, "This case is boring"

I raise my eyebrows at him, then John interrupts, "I am deeply sorry, please ignore him, he is always like this towards everyone"

My mom speaks up, "Please help, I don't know where my husband could go..its not like we had problems."

Sherlock says, "Well seeing the fact how you clutch your hand that has your wedding ring on, I understand that you do love him. Your hair has not been done, meaning you have been worried and forgotten about your surroundings."

He was good, lets hope not that good. 

I interrupt, "What about me?"

He says, "You don't give a damn about your father"

That wiped the smile right out of my face, "You've got to be kidding me, you call yourself a detective?"

He raises his eyebrows, "Unlike your mother, you have tried really hard to suit up, seeing the hair, nails and new clothes. I assume, you're trying to amuse me."

I swallowed a lump down my throat, "I just came back from school, right mother?"

I look at her, and she understand what I am trying to do, "That is correct, she just did"

Sherlock keeps on talking, "That's why your were sitting here before us, looking like you have been waiting for a couple hours"

I coudln't do it anymore, "Look smarta**. you may think your smart, but looking at that smug face and seeing the collar up. You must be one of those idiots who love showing off and does not give a crap about their surroundings"

He smirks, "Ah, the shell breaks"

I put my one leg on top of the other, "Nope, its called acting dumba**"

My mom glares at me, "Luna!"

i look at her, "What mother, gosh you're such a lousy ugh"

My mom raises her voice, "Luna, stop. Your father is missing!"

I couldn't hold it anymore, this game is too boring. 

I raise my hands up at her, "No he isn't. He is tied up and knocked out...he is under your bed!"

She gasps, "You'er lying"

I smile at her then look at Sherlock, "Do I look like I am lying?"

Sherlock still had that smug smirk on his face, "John, go with her and check if she is telling the truth"

John stands up and holds my moms arm, heading right up the stairs. Now it was just Sherlock and I. 

Sherlock sighs, "Clearly, you just wanted to see me"

I nod, "Yep!"

I open the tiny cupboards around the table and get out one of my favorite drinks. Mango Vodka. 

He raises his eyebrows, "Was not expecting that"

i smile and take a sip, "Of course you weren't"

He stops smiling, "What do you want?"

I check my phone and turn it off, "Help"

He doesn't show any emotion, "Why"

My plan was failing, and if the man sees that I am not following the plans. He will go after my family. 

I turn on my phone, and type something in. I throw it at him, and he catches it. 

I had typed, "Moriarty"

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