Jim Moriarty x Reader

Chapter 33

As you held the small boy close, you closed your eyes, lost in thought.

"Wait, William.... Alex is ten years old, and you're about 50, so...."

"Hah hah. Very funny, y/n. But yes, we're 11 years apart. .... long story. Another time. Anyways. Doesn't matter. ...... Alex, you should get home soon." William states, glancing at his little brother. Alex whimpered quietly, pressing closer to you, burying his face in your side. You carefully ruffled his hair, then looked at William.

"I don't mind if he stays here.. besides William, you're here most of the day. I'm sure he misses you." You state empathetically, looking down at the kid quietly. He seemed like he was falling asleep... poor thing. William sighed, glancing over at the door to your room.

"It's not....... safe. ... for him here. ...... but I suppose he'll be fine for a bit..." William said, although cringing while he did, as if afraid someone would come in the room and shoot Alex in the head any second. Then he just sighed, sitting beside you, finishing off bandaging your shoulder. You watched Alex quietly, as his breathing slowed and evened, proving him asleep against you.

".... he seems lonely.... where are your parents? Shouldn't they be taking care of him right now...?" You ask, looking up at William. William tensed up, pausing a moment. Then pretended to continue bandaging your arm, although he seemed to be done.

".... dead. Well. Mum is. Dad left when Alex was born." He mumbled. You looked at him, before straightening up, pulling your wounded arm away from him.

"William.. you've been raising Alex on your own....?" You ask, eyebrows drawn together. William shrugs, running a hand through his hair.

"You can thank jim for that........ ... no. ... forget I said that. ...... don't tell jim I said anything about this. .... please." You watched as William seemed to slowly be going into a panic, cursing under his breath. Swallowing, you got yourself together.

"... don't worry, i won't... i wont say anything to jim. ..... did he kill your mom, william...?" You ask, eyebrows drawn together. William looked away.

".... again, complicated. ... ...... I-I gotta. .. check on jim. Try to calm him down before he kills someone. .. .... do you mind taking care of Alex for a bit? He shouldn't be too hard to take care of...." William says, standing up. You immediately shook your head in response.

"I don't mind at all, William. Go ahead.... take care of yourself. ... thanks for helping me." You smiled up at him, becoming tired from all the blood loss. William nodded silently in response, before leaving the room without another word. You adjusted your position so you were leaning back against the wall, holding Alex close beside you. You wondered how the man managed to get in here without jim seeing him through the cameras... or noticing a fault in the system...

.... and how did the man seem to know about Alex's other side...? He seemed to have told Alex exactly what to say to make sure jim wouldn't know. ..... and jim believed it. ..... jim believed you ran away, you betrayed him....... he believed you would purposely do something so careless to hurt him....

.... no wonder he was so pissed.....

... feeling your eyes tear up at the realization that you weren't able to fix the damage that man had done to jim, you closed them, allowing yourself to slowly begin to drift sleep.

..... also knowing that this whole incident would make jim a LOT more protective, if not just dispose of you all together. ... damnit.