The Cunning Identity Worker(SHERLOCK fanfiction) {FINISHED}

Tales of ours

enjoy-mickey

When I got to Sherlocks I changed into my clothes I had there and I sat on the couch biting my nails back and forth Sherlock changed into his pj's

"Nervous?" Sherlock asks

"Hmm?" I ask him

"What happened at the wedding earlier?" He asks "You have been biting your nails and tapping your feet repeatedly"

"Irene told me something" I start

"Elsa? Nooo of course not her she would have told you. Ahhhh I know"

"Sherlock please don't go after him" I tell him

"Moriarty always said he'd burn me, and he hasn't yet. This will be rather fun Veronica you can finnaly meet him!" He jumps up and grabs my hands

"Were not going to chase your mortal enemy thats outrageous Sherlock you realise that you could get killed if he founds you. Or the other way around" I realise at this point I'm yelling at him

"Veronica, there's no need for yelling or screaming. Relax I won't, atleast not without John with me"

"Take John?" I said

"Yes." He says

"I'm sleeping in John's room tonight" I say

"Ok" he plainly remarks

"Goodnight" I said walking upstairs to John's room. The bed was made and has my favorite quilt my mother knitted for me in the 9 months I was in utero.

"I thought it might make you feel more at home" Sherlock says making me jump

"You brought this up here?" I ask

"No your aunt handed it to me when I asked if you needed anything to make you comfortable here."

"You asked about my needs?" I am shocked at this man who I claimed was my 'boyfriend'

"Of course not that I already knew you needed clothes and what not but the quilt is neat" He said "Your mother made it"

"Thats not fun you already stole the story!" I tell him

"Stole? I beileve its obvious" He said

"Sherlock you can't honestly guess that"

"I knew it though the pattern states future, future could mean a birth of a baby. And your Aunt bakes she doesn't knit much so its you mother. Not a grandma due to the fact you aunt never discusses her just your mother so its mother."

I ruffle his hair and he jumps upon my bed and I lay in his lap.

"Never in my life have I beileved caring is an advantage. I disliked it for years"

"And now?" I ask

"I could describe it to you, but I think a physical example would work." He kisses my lips

We hear the doorbell ring. Sherlock blows it off by hughing. "Should I get it?" I ask him

"If you must. Its either John or Mary, no one else would come here."

"Be right back" I walk down to the door and I peek at who it is.

"Ahhhhh Hello. I'm back." a man in a suit with sleeked over hair and big brown eyes he looked physcotic and I knew in my mind who this was.

"Do you know our tale sweetheart" he asks he unlocks the door "Keys"

"Stay away from him" I tell him

"Ahhh, your curageous are you a friend?" he asks

"Jim" Sherlock says "I really wouldn't try talking to her"

"Who is she Sherlock!" He says touching my cheek I stare at him

"Someone who you don't want to mess with" I said to him

"Ahhh, so your pet that man doesn't live here anymore! Well them you got yourself a woman live in!" He says "I must tell you everything between Sherlock and I!"

"Veronica stop talking and lets go!"Sherlock says Moriarty is staring at us

"Sherlock" I say

"You have questions" he says

"Let's not do this, you know we need to find out how he's back."

"Veronica" He grabs my head with both his hands "I won't let it get like last time."

"What if it does happen?" I ask

"You have John"

"But I won't have you"

"Do you need me honestly?"

"Yes of course" I respond

"I won't have you either" He said with a face that made him look strange.

"Don't do it. Not without me" I tell him

"With you?" He asks

"Together we'll fall" I said

"hmm" he says

"I'd rather die then not be with you"

He looks at me with worrying face I kiss him.

A news paper flys in front of me and I pick it up. Its an old paper from about 3 years ago.

SHERLOCK HOLMES IS A FAKE it said

"Sherlock these papers" I show him

"Oh, everyone knows I'm not fake no one could be as clever as I am"