Sherlock- Spy at 221b

Chapter 7

Evanna's POV

My heart seemed to stop when John said Mycrofts name. I watched panicked as Sherlock went over and grabbed the phone he stepped out the hall and I couldn't hear what he was saying. John walked over to the bed and sat down.

"Don't worry" he says calmly, "Sherlock will lie about you, I'm not sure what he'll say but I'm sure he'll be convincing."

I was still overwhelmed with Mycroft phoning, surely he'll ask to speak with me and I'm not sure what Sherlock has told him. I take a few deep breaths as I see sherlock walk back into the room with the phone in his hand and his arm outstretched. I take the phone in my hands and bring it to my ear. Looking Sherlock in the eyes I say hello.

"Hello Evanna" says Mycroft on the other end.

"Hello sir" I say respectfully, still darting terrified looks at Sherlock and John. I was surprised how calm my voice sounded.

"Are you alone?"

"Yes sir, I'm alone." I say to Mycroft giving Sherlock and John signs to stay quiet.

"I'm very happy you have managed to make contact with my brother. How did you manage it?"

"After I left I managed to find a spot to sleep, I woke up to Sherlock and John standing in front of me. I pretended to have a hurt leg. John took pity on me and invited me into two hundred and twenty one B." I told the truth because my frightened mind would never have been able to work up a better story.

"Very good, stay there as long as possible, goodbye." He hangs up.

I hit end on the phone and exhale deeply.

"What did he say?" Sherlock asks after I had hung up.

"He just asked how I had managed it" I was still breathing deeply.

"Anything else" Sherlock asks more intently

"He told me to stay as long as I can"

"Perfect" Sherlock says grinning slightly.

"Sherlock, why aren't you mad at me?"

He makes a puzzles face but then seems to understand what I'm taking about. "This is a great way to feed my brother lies."

"But you'll make sure he doesn't catch me right?"

"Course" he says nonchalantly. "Evanna, DI Lestrade just texted and said there was a murder, would you like to come with me and John?"

"Sure" I say, how could I say no to accompanying the famous Sherlock Holmes to a crime scene.