The Crossovers (Shielded: Book 2)

Chapter 7

After walking through the crowd of paparazzi and news reporters, Sherlock and John sat in their chairs in our flat and I sat on the table while the children slept in the bedroom. We had just gotten back and we were discussing the leaked information.

"You never did tell us what your full name was..." John said.

"I never told anyone... how did it get online? And how do they know I'm a surgeon?" I asked.

"Maybe there was a change in the inter-dimensional travel system and all your life from your world got transfered here." John said.

"This isn't a game." I said.

"Oh no, May, this is where you're wrong." Sherlock said, a smile showing across his face. "The game is on." Sherlock said, standing up and walking over to the two sleeping kids in the other room.

"What's he doing?" John asked. Before I could speak, Sherlock returned with Noah and Meredith cradled in his arms.

"These are the first two children born from two dimensions." Sherlock said, eyes wide with excitement.

"You think they caused the merge of our worlds?" I asked.

"Yes, and you know what?" Sherlock said. "I knew that Ismay Maxwell was the world's best surgeon."

"Same here." John said.

"It must have only occurred to us when they were born." Sherlock said, looking down at the children.

"So, those tweets were trending because of me?" I asked. "Oh, look." I said, showing them my phone. "If I search Sherlock, you come up. There's no such thing as the television series anymore."

"Yes, precisely." Sherlock said. "You are a part of our dimension now, you work at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery... I know this, when we met you were going home from work..." he said.

"But we know I traveled from a different dimension." I said.

"History rewrote itself." Sherlock said, barely believing himself.

"The way I remember the past year or so is kind of weird... I know things didn't really happen the way I remember. I think the new memories are taking the place of the old ones." I said. "I... I have a job here in this dimension, but I know that it wasn't like that before they were born." I said.

"I wonder if it's the same for everyone else who's been in close contact with you." John said.

"No one else has been as close as we have... Apart from Mrs. Hudson." Sherlock said, rocking the kids back and forth.

"This is a lot to process, but there's one thing I know for sure..." I said.

"What could you possibly know for sure about all this?" John asked.

"We're rich." I said.

"Right... and you still have your house." John said.

"Yeah, you never sold it." Sherlock said.

I started reading over the Tweets and articles. Some of them had some rude things to say about Sherlock. Almost all of them were about how unbelievable it was that I'd go for Sherlock. There was also a whole lot from Sherlock's fans, they were mostly from British people, but also from places where Sherlock had done some work. These people had varying opinions, but the girls were generally upset about Sherlock being officially taken.

"There's a lot of different takes on this situation." I said, scrolling through the Twitter feed.

"I know, some people are really mad about you choosing a sociopath." John said.