Lost Girl 🔍 (Sherlock x Reader) [EDITING]

Chapter 24: Fugitive

A/N

So... we skipped a bit. Sorry... I've written most of the fall and I want to get on with it because it's evil *maniacal laughter in the background*.

But anyway, we skipped past the Claudette scream and we're going to go to the part where the Chief Superintendent comes in and arrests Sherlock. 

Sorry... but watch the episode if you want to find out more!!

Anyway! On with the story!

P.S THIS IS NOT A KINKY SCENE THE HANDCUFFS ARE FOR ARRESTING SHERLOCK ANYWAY CARRY ON

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Your POV

A lot had happened in the few weeks that passed. I had never seen Moriarty after that point, but my he still remained in my nightmares. Sometimes I would wake up a screaming, sweaty mess only to find Sherlock by my side in a matter of seconds. I would never ask him to stay with me, even though I was tempted to, but I knew better of myself.

Everything that had happened I knew had to do with Moriarty himself, Sherlock and I both knew it. But we didn't know what he was going to do next, or how severe it would be. He had told me not to get attached to him, and that's all that I could think about. It's like the cat with the thread, and it was the only thing keeping up at night. It was the thing driving me mad.

John finally gets off of the phone, turning to Sherlock who is sitting in his arm chair. "So, still got some friends on the Force. It's Lestrade. Says they're all coming over here right now, queuing up to slap on the handcuffs: every single officer you ever made feel like a tit, which is a lot of people."

I smirk to myself as Sherlock appears to take no notice to him. I hear the vehicles pull up outside, the sirens still wailing as they screech to a stop. "Police!" A voice shouts outside the door as Ms. Hudson rushes down the stairs to answer it. 

I hear Donovan's annoying voice ring out from downstairs. "Sherlock..."

"Evening Ms. Hudson." I hear Lestrade as well. Why would they be here? I turn to Sherlock with a look on my face as if to say 'what did you do this time?' He dumbly shrugs and I roll my eyes.

"We need to talk to you!" Donovan's voice rings out again, getting louder as her heels angrily click up the stairs. Sherlock rises from his chair and loops his scarf around his neck. He nods to me as if he wants me to do the same. I stand and hand him his coat as I throw on my black coat, lacing a grey scarf around me.

"Have you got a warrant? Have you?" John said angrily, blocking the entrance to the door way. Sherlock put his coat on but made no eye contact with me. He obviously knew what was happening, but I sure as hell didn't.

"Leave it, John." Lestrade pleaded as he and Donovan, as well as two armed officers. The officers harshly throw handcuffs over his left wrist and turn him around. 

"Oi!" I yell, but John puts his hand out and stops me before I could do anything. "What is the meaning of this?" I say angrily, struggling against John's grip.

"Sherlock Holmes, I'm arresting you on suspicion of abduction and kidnapping." Lestrade says as the officer clicks the handcuffs together.

"Greg!" I plead, looking at him with somber eyes, "He's not resisting."

"It's all right, (Y/N)." Sherlock said sweetly, still not resisting at all. I closed my mouth, trying to see what he was telling me. 

"No... it's not all right. This is ridiculous." Lestrade ignores our comments and turns to the officer who arrested him.