Small droplets pounding onto the concrete outside, dressed and ready for him she stood under the ground a hidden place, awaiting a very special man's arrival. He first appeared as shadow motionless and in one swift move he was right in front of her.
"Mr. Holmes..., nice to see again, how's John?" She said
He stood there towering her, only by a few centre meters due to her heels. Sherlock had a stern face on, like he was no impressed thus far. She spoke again,
"Oh, Sherlock don't act like we didn't play each other, cause I know we did. Did you forget about me?... I'm not the one to get offended easily you know, but that might just do it."
"I didn't forget you, how could I?" he finally spoke witch came out more as a deep rumble.
"Good, Sherlock, I forgot how good you really are, my how you've changed..."
"I haven't changed!"
"You're so vulnerable right now and you know it, don't fight me Sherlock. You know it won't work you've tried it before,"
"Why are you here?"
"Oh, I wanted to see you Mr. Holmes, wanted see if you'd like me to come back. But you have John now don't you? So why would you need me back anyway? How is John getting along with my job?"
"Don't do anything to John! I'm warning you Mrs- um,"
"Say it Sherlock don't be afraid, people are going to find out anyway, now that your 'famous'."
She smirked when Sherlock got stuck on his own words in a moment of power seeking she walked over to him boldly and pressed a hand to his pale cheek and looked into his emotionless, stunning blue eyes. It has been a long while since she'd seen this man, her man. The touch of his skin still felt the same, he was always a beautiful creation to her, like something you'd fine in a gallery.
"I've missed you Sherlock, you motivated me."
His eyes looked into hers, years has passed, long years, maybe he forget some days and others it was at the back of his mind, she was somewhere there in his mind no matter how near of far away, in ways you could call her his worst distraction.
"I need you Sherlock, I miss you." she looked away from him at her own words as if they hurt her to say them.
She looked into his eyes again, there color always unpredictable as now they had touched of green and gold splashed though them. Her eyes now wondering over his features to his soft lips she let out a small steady breath. So perfect, like always, she could still feel them sometimes, she now he'd probably never thought of her after but she always thought of him. She directed her attention back to him quickly,
"Nothing to say Mr. Holmes?"
Her right hand slowly rested on his chest and she slid it down to the buttons on his purple dress shirt. It was always her favourite colour on him, maybe he remembered.. most unlikely of Sherlock though. She rolled the first button on his shirt in her fingers, a small whimper escaped the back of Sherlock's throat and she smirked, he knew what she could do to him, she could have power over him at any time she wanted. But he had an experiment to do on her and if that means becoming weak in her presence then he would have to put up with that. The idea of this experiment was all he needed to welcome her sudden arrival.
"Indeed, some things are best left unsaid. I'll be looking forward to our next encounter, Mrs. Holmes"
"Thank you for addressing me.":
And with that she turned her coat flying and it swooshed in the wind, the loud click of her heels echoing through the dark place.
"Until we meet again, Mr. Holmes"
She said turning around to see his expression giving him a wink and turning back around, walking deeper into the dark tunnel until she was out of sight. dissolved in mist as if she'd never been there in the first place. Sherlock stood there reflecting on everything that just happened in his head, until he heard John.
"Sherlock!" John exclaimed running to him
"John, where were you?"
"I got caught up a while ago and lost you back there, why?"
"Did you see anything?"
"No, what happened?"
"Nothing, John, I have something I need to tell you.."
John raised an eyebrow as if telling him to go ahead.
"But it can wait until we get home." Sherlock muttered
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Have You Missed Me (Series 1 Sherlock Fanfic)
RomantikThis is the story of a women named Faith Scott, she was a lonely girl until she met her consulting detective. This was all thanks to Mycroft of course, that was until they all forced them to get married. Married life for Faith was not what she'd ima...
