Sherlock x OC - The Black Masquerade Mask (Book 1)

Distress

After finally reaching Henry's place, he made us coffee and we gathered around his enormous kitchen. "Sherlock's got a plan" "Yes" Sherlock answered. "Right" "We take you back out onto the moor and see if anything attacks you" I narrowed my eyes at him "Are you out of your mind?" "Seriously what?" John added. "That should bring things to a head" He said casually like it's normal what he just said. "At night? You want me to go out there at night?" Henry asked nervously.

"Mmm" Sherlock said I sighed "Don't you think this is a little insane Sherlock?" "Yeah, thats your plan?...Brilliant" John said sarcastically chuckling. "Got any better better ideas?" Sherlock asked being all smart ass on us. "That's not a plan." John said breaking the news to him. "Listen, if there is a monster out there, John, there's only one thing to do: find out where it lives" Sherlock said smiling widely at Henry. "Good luck with that, I'm not going" I stated flatly. Sherlock smirked at me "Are you scared?" I narrowed my eyes at him "...Nooo, of course not" I said trying to deny but I'm sure it was clear.

"You're an assassin I didn't think this would be a problem for you" Sherlock said amused. "You're so annoying....ugh fine I'm coming but if I die there tonight I'm going to haunt your ass Sherlock Holmes" I snapped at him while they all chuckled. I rolled my eyes and decided to have a cigarette outside.

I went into the car and started loading myself with all kinds of weapons. I wasn't scared, I was terrified. I never liked anything spiritual I can be superstitious thats why I think there might be an actual demon there or something. "What is all that? How are you going to walk around with all these weapons on you?" John asked eyeing me, as Sherlock and Henry followed. "I'm just preparing myself you know" I shrugged.

"For what? World war three?" Sherlock smirked. "Ha ha you're a very funny guy Sherlock!" I snapped at him irritated. "Why thank you" Sherlock said amused at my reaction. "Ugh, that was sarcasm, I thought you were a detective" "How is that related?" Sherlock asked, obviously trying to piss me off. "ITS RELATED BECAUSE DETECTIVES TAKE HINTS. TAKE. A. HINT." I screamed at him. "Your temper has been getting out of hand Ema, maybe sign up for anger management classes?" Sherlock casually said. "Exxxcuuuuse me?? I DO NOT need any classes. Maybe you should take HOW TO BE HUMAN CLASSES" I felt a vein about to pop in my forehead. "Okay okay, enough with this ridiculous conversation can we focus here?" John snapped at us now. "Child" Sherlock muttered under his breath. "Child" I mocked him...which made sound like a child. John sighed "You just proved him right" "JOHN you're supposed to be on my side!" "What is going on here?" Henry walked in asking. "Oh nothing, having an adult conversation!" I snapped at him. "I'm sorry did I do anything wrong?" Henry asked confused. "Oh my god I'm going to shoot someone today" I muttered under my breath exhaling loudly. "Let's go come on" John said as we all got in the car at last. Sherlock rode with me to annoy me. While John and took the jeep. 

A while later we drove to Dewer's Hollow. I mean the name itself sounds like we're going to get sucked in to like a blackhole or something. We got out of the car, the whole ride was silent and each one of us in deep thought.

We started walking in what seemed like a huge forest or something, I stepped on something and just lost it "Oh my god oh my god" "Ema, you need to relax it's just a bone" John said comforting me. I took a long breath "Yes okay okay" I cleared my throat and stood right beside Sherlock holding his coat. He looked over at me smirking "You're such a kid sometimes" I pouted "Don't bully me Sherlock, I might die here tonight okay how would you feel if I died" "I'd feel perfectly fine" I gasped turning him around to face me "What?" I snapped at him. He rolled his eyes at me "Because I wont let that happen," I smiled at him "Awww that-" He cut me off "now walk and stop slowing me down" "Ugh, you could've left it at that it was really sweet" I muttered under my breath.

"Met a friend of yours" Sherlock started "What?" Henry asked walking forward. "Doctor Frankland" "Oh right Bob..yeah" "Seems pretty concerned about you" "He's a worrier, bless him. He's been very kind to me since I came back." "He knew your father" "Yeah" "But he works at Baskerville. Didn't your dad have a problem with that?" "Well, mates are mates, aren't they? I mean, look at you and John" "What about us?" I snorted "He thinks you and John are gay together" Henry cleared his throat ignoring me Sherlock just looked at me confused "Well, I mean, he's a pretty straightforward bloke, and you ... Dewer's Hollow" We finally reached "This is where we die...I should've never agreed to come here" I gulped nervous as hell.