Black Woman Preferences & Imagines

Sherlock BBC - Chapter Four: Fall

Chapter Four: Fall

"Nicotine patch - helps me think! Impossible to sustain a smoking habit in London these days - bad news for brain work!" Sherlock says.

(Y/N) says, "I met your brother. He offered me some money for information, I am gonna take it."

 (Y/N) hopes that he won't be angry about this. She didn't want to get her mentor mad. He seems like the type of person who holds grudges for a long time. 'Conspiring with his brother would surely piss him off wouldn't it?' She thought. Sherlock and (Y/N) have a slight staring match between each other. Sherlock slightly smiles and says,"At least you're smarter than John Watson but I want half of money."

"Sure, but I want you to answer this Sherlock. Why does your brother think you believe that he is your enemy?" (Y/N) asks and Sherlock's eyes filled with an emotion she has never seen in his eyes. Fair enough, she hasn't known him for that long but she felt like she understood him a bit.

Sherlock just looks at (Y/N) and for some reason unable to answer the question. (Y/N) could only guess what separates these two brothers. She wants to find out why their relationship is so broken. The silence is broken by the sound of an alert on the phone. Sherlock picks up the phone and starts tapping some random things on the phone. Sherlock just takes his coat and walks out of the apartment before he shuts the door.

(Y/N) just blankly stares at the door wondering what just happened and why did he leave. It must be the case but he didn't want me coming. The sound of thuds and bangs makes her run to the door and open it. (Y/N) just stares in shock seeing Sherlock getting off the floor. (Y/N) quietly stares before laughing out loud. Sherlock just walks out the door without saying a single word. He could feel his cheeks warms up in embarrassment. (Y/N) decides to stay in the apartment until Sherlock comes back and closes the door.

She was always interested in the decoration of this apartment, (Y/N) thought it was so strange. The skull that always is on top of the fireplace. The yellow smiley sprayed on the wall with a couple bullets shots surrounding it. She couldn't this flat is a mess and didn't understand how he could work like that.

Sherlock hails a taxi and waits for one. He can't believe that he tumbled down the stairs like an idiot especially in front of (Y/N). He can't be thinking about that when the game is on. Game to catch the murderer. Sherlock knew where the murderer might be and all he needs is evidence and the exact suspect. A taxi pulls up in front of him and he enters it. Sherlock says, "34 Denver Street."

Sherlock finally comes back from his trip looking stoic like he usually is. John went on a date with the lovely Janet and came back in a good mood John says while flipping through (Y/N)'s notebook, "The forensics team said that the man is 96.5 kg and is 5'7 tall. Probably a Caucasian male."

"This is not the time for case talk, dear. Let's have some tea and talk about normal things like the weather," says Ms Hudson. Ms Hudson just stares at John, trying to convince him to go make tea. After a few seconds of silence, (other than the sound of Sherlock's violin.) Ms Hudson huffs and stands up. "I'm not your housekeeper, John and you too, Sherlock."

Ms Hudson mumbles insults and words like 'housekeeper' under her breath as she walks to the bathroom. John leaves while (Y/N) reads 'smut' book on her phone not paying any attention to her surroundings. Sherlock stops playing his violin and (Y/N) changes her attention from her phone to Sherlock.

"(Y/N), you can leave now," Sherlock says as he plays the violin beautifully. (Y/N) has been waiting here for 4 hours till it was late into the night. She grabs her bag and phone and leaves the flat. (Y/N) wished that she remembered to bring a jacket wearing a crop top at 11 pm is not the best idea. She scrolls through her UBER and requests a driver. She wanted to get home to watch her new favourite show 'Why would I lie to you?' reruns.

(Y/N) hears loud footsteps behind her and she abruptly turns around to see a white male in dark clothes. The white male sadistically smirks and says,

"Hello, (Y/N)"

After a few minutes, John Watson comes back from the bathroom startled by not seeing (Y/N) sitting on the couch. Sherlock just continues to play his violin not paying attention from John entrance. John says, "Wheres (Y/N)?"

"I sent her home." Sherlock simply says while playing his violin unaffected. John just stared at him not sure how to get this point across without yelling.

Ms Hudson hears Sherlock answers and picks up the tray. Ms Hudson comes back from the kitchen holding a tray that contained cups and things needed tea. Ms Hudson shouts, "You let her leave all by herself at this time in the night, Sherlock Holmes!"

John shouts as he grabs his coat in a hurry, "Sherlock, did you just let her go? For god sake, Sherlock. It's 11 pm in the night."

John couldn't believe Sherlock did that, he knew that he could be a little out there and closed off but he didn't think he would be that stupid. She could have gotten hurt or worse. You can't trust these London streets. John rushes outside hoping to see (Y/N)stand there waiting for a cab. The only thing he could see was her phone and bag on the ground. John knew this wasn't a good sign.

He didn't want to think it but couldn't deny it, (Y/N) has been kidnapped.