Tables have turned

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We hailed a cab and got in,  I was staring through the window, it was a grey day, it wasn't anything new.

“So where are you from?” Sherlock asked he sounded uncomfortable making small talk

“Uhm, France ” I replied, shifting awkwardly and looked over at him, he was just… staring

“Oh,” he simply said,

“You said you could deduce me, why?” I asked, turning my head towards him, his lips pressed down into a firm line, I know he didn't want to say the words I don't know. i smirked and shook my head then looked down, before I realize his hand grabbed mine and pulled me towards him in a flash, my heart pounded as I stared into his blue and green eyes, i knew what he was doing, he was trying to pull down my shields and see if he could figure me out, it wasn't working, at least for  now, i had a tendency to get to attached, he looked frustrated and let go of me, I quickly went back to my original position

“You're freezing,” he said, surprisingly soft.

“Uh..i don't ..have a jacket so. “ I was rubbing my hands together Fiercely he glanced at me and sighed

“With all the money you steal, I'm surprised you haven't bought a mansion” he retorted, I rolled my eyes, after a few seconds the cab came to a stop, I opened the door and got out of there fast, Sherlock was around the car and next to me in a matter of seconds

“Now I'm going to need you to stay close, so they don't try to arrest you”

“Oh, great” I scoffed. I linked arms with Sherlock who looked confused, I smiled and walked through the door, Sherlock stared at me, trying to figure me out. The detective from yesterday stood open mouthed staring at me

“Bonjour,” I said, bowing over dramatically.

“Wha-” he looked over at Sherlock “you caught her?”

“Actually she helping with a case, we made a deal”  I smiled, squinting my eyes

“You can't just make a deal with a criminal without asking me first!” he shouted

“Yeah so.. The body is slowly decomposing and I feel like we should at least observe it before it starts to smell” I said, unlinking me and Sherlock's arms and walking over to the body looking around, I took a deep breath

“They are in their mid-forties, they were married but unhappy, she was having an affair, but with a woman. She couldn’t leave her husband because” I paused glancing around, making sure I didn't get anything wrong “he was filthy rich and either needed or wanted the money, I have a feeling even though she was cheating she still was a lovely wife, and girlfriend” I looked over, Sherlock was giving the detective a smug smile and walked over to me, patting me awkwardly on the head

“Good job” he took a deep breath and held it as he inspected the women, “you missed a few thing but otherwise, it was exceptional.” he stood up and took off the gloves I didn't even see him put on he cleared his throat and walked over to a window

“The victim is about forty-five as you said she was cheating with a women, but the woman didn't know the wedding ring on her hand was taken off numerous times, her husband was deeply in love with her and bought her whatever she wanted, she was a good wife and cared for him, despite the fact she was cheating, she used the money to help her girlfriend who I suspect has a terminal or extreme illness, cancer maybe. She still had feelings for the man although she still didn't want to be with him. She was stabbed multiple times indicating this was fueled by emotion and revenge,” he glanced at me and smiled

“That's basically what i said” i muttered crossing my arms

“Lookie here, freak got himself a criminal girlfriend” a man said, his face was pretty distracting

-and not in the good way-

“Anderson, you face is distracting us, please go away. And n0, she is in fact not my girlfriend, she is a temporary partner ” Sherlock said sharply. ouch.

“Uhhhh” i said my head looking straight up

“What? What do you see?” Sherlock asked walking over and looking straight up

“That” i whispered. There was a large Pentagram, carved into the ceiling.

“Oh lovely” he whispered back

“I still am going to have to arrest you” the detective said

“Oh that's lovely” i replied not really caring

“You cant, we need her for the case” Sherlock grabbed my arm softly and pulled me along “we’ll be at my flat, we'll contact you later” he pulled me out onto the street and began walking, i followed quickly behind, his longer legs made it impossible for me to catch up

“Can you, slow down??” he was taking random ways, left right right left straight, this wasn't he grabbed my arm and pulled me into an alleyway

“There are people following us” he said, he looked around, the street was unusually bare but i could hear a pair, maybe two pairs of footsteps, they came closer and closer, before i realized sherlock's lips crashed into mine, they were smoother than expected, i felt embarrassed, not because of the though that just passed through my mind but because of the fact this was my first kiss. Out of the corner of my eyes i saw the two detectives, Anderson and someone else who was there, Sherlock noticed this and quickly broke off the kiss, i stood there, completely frozen, my cheeks flushed red

I'm lazy and didn't really finish this, I'll post once a day other than weekends because I work on my Mac book at school and we can't take them home and I'm too lazy to write on my phone so, yeah.

Word count: 947 (not including A/N)



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