I examined the body, looking up and down the man’s torn clothing. Lestrade told me the small details, but Skye took off for a walk. I told Lestrade it was a simple case, even to easy for us as I ran up the stairs to go find Skye.She was the one who wanted a case because she was bored so why'd she run off? I thanked Lestrade and he just ran his hands through his hair frustrated. I looked around, but didn't see her at first. I continued down the street looking for the blonde.
I could sense someone behind and I turned around quickly my hair swirling around my neck and looked into the face of the rat himself Moriarty before I could speak I felt pain sear through my side and I was blinded and fell.I searched the street but still couldn't find Skye, I tried her phone as well and she wouldn't pick up. Frantically I called Dad, scared of Papa's reaction. "Sherlock Holmes" "Dad, its Mia." "What is it?" He asked hurriedly noticing my tone of voice.
"It's Skye, she's missing." I heard silence. "Don't go anywhere, Lestrade will pick you up. Don't go anywhere." He told me sternly. I nodded with a 'yes' and hung up, sitting on the curb. I put my head in my hands, as I waited for the police car to show up.Lestrade showed up parking the car on the curb just ahead of me. He jumped out in a flash and ran over to me. I stood up as he came over. "What the bloody hell happened?" he asked a bit out of breath. "I don't know. She just disappeared.
" I told him, mad at myself for letting her get taken. In a few minutes a cab showed up and John and Sherlock both hopped out running over. "Do you have any idea where she could have gone?" Papa asked as they reached my side as well."No, she was just with us. She couldn't have run that fast..." I told Papa in thought and Sherlock jumped in knowing what I was going to say. "She's been taken. Someone took her in a car." Dad said frantically pacing around the street in circles hoping to find some clue. "I'll phone the station." Lestrade said getting back into the police car.
Papa looked at me now, definitely upset as Dad still looked around. "You just had to let her out of your sight. Why were you even here in the first place?" I looked up from my shoes that had seemed interesting as he scolded me. "She was bored and wanted a case. So we went with Lestrade to a scene and she went to get air. As soon as I realized she'd gone I went looking." WAIT! Before we start the blaming game, Lestrade said, I see something just round the corner it looks like a body I think we should check it out. Sherlock, John, and Mia chased after Lestrade following him around the sidewalk. John looked down at the body and it was indeed a girl he knew every bit from Sherlock’s cheekbones and curly hair she was Skye she, was beautiful both his girls were.
I sunk down and sat on the pavement looking at Skye, Lestrade called an ambulance as Papa checked her for a pulse. Dad just stood in shock, much like me.I bent down to Skylar's level she was rigid and cold I felt her pulse it was weak but it was there she's has lost a lot of blood. SHERLOCK!!! Get me some kind of rag she has a bullet wound in her side! SHERLOCK!! She has lost a lot of blood. We need to keep pressure on the wound. MIA!!! Go help your dad unless you want to stay here with me. I quickly jumped up and ran to the nearest house pounding on the door, Dad ran to a different one doing the same thing. An older woman answered and I asked her frantically, "Do you have a towel I can use? My sister has been injured." "Oh my!" She said quickly going to a closet and grabbing something for me. "Here you are dearie; don't worry about returning the old thing." She said and I thanked her hurriedly as I ran back to Papa.
I threw him the towel and he put it on her wound, Dad came back over seeing as I had gotten something. John applied pressure as he held the towel over the shot wound. Soon we could hear an ambulance siren in the distance.John applied pressure on the wound it was very fascinating to watch my doctor in action and my oldest helping out she was definitely going to follow in his footsteps. I could hear sirens in the distance THANK GOD! I was very relieved I really hope Skylar pulls through I don't know what would happen to me if she was to die I let a few tears slip. Ah crying it’s so human.
The ambulance came and in a flash Skylar was loaded in the back. Dad pulled me in and Papa sat across from us as the medical vehicle zoomed towards the hospital. I looked at Skye who now had an oxygen mask on.Then the ambulance came to an abrupt stop and they unloaded her rushing her to a room. Papa was able to go with her but Dad and I had to stay behind in the waiting area until after her surgery. Papa came at one point to sit with us. I hated hospitals, and sat looking at my shoes. Not wanting to take in the area around me. We all sat in silence as we waited for her surgery to be complete.
I looked at Sherlock and Mia they all looked so upset I waited for the surgery to be done there was a series of high pitched beeping noises something was wrong.
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Watson-Holmes: Consulting Daughters
FanfictionCrime Scenes are the best! See what two sisters Skylar an Mia Watson-Holmes get up to. Full of angst, feels, tension and happy family fluff! Enjoy! -lozzawonderland
