Miss A Watson (completed)

Pinches (part 2)

I open my eyes to a hospital room. Sherlock comes into my vision, taking my hand in the process. I relax at his touch and hear John say, again, about going to Sherlock first. I laugh slightly and wince.

I sit up which hurt more than I show. John comes to my side and asks, "how you feeling?"

"Alright."

"Is that all I get?"

I laugh, "I will be fine." He rolls his eyes and looks away.

Sherlock smirks at me without them seeing. I lay my head back and smile at him. Our eyes are locked and I barely hear the others leave. He sits on the bed, facing me as he places a hand on my cheek.

"I'm fine." I put my hand on top of his.

"You shouldn't of done this." I sigh and laugh at him. "What?"

"You." He raises any eyebrow. "Hiding from the others how worried you were. I can see it in your eyes." He chuckles before leaning in, I can't move up to meet him so he leans all the way down for our lips to meet.

I relax against the kiss and so does he. The door opens and shuts again, we part and laugh. "I'm sorry Sherlock."

"I know."

I lace my fingers through his, "I didn't know it would go this far."

"I know."

"Am I forgiven?"

He chuckles and whispers, "always." I kiss him before moving back in pain.

*

I leave the hospital that day, despite protests, and head to the meet. I walk into the warehouse, the guy sits on a sofa and smiles as I walk in.

"Hi."

"Nice to see you again, not dying this time."

He chuckles and beckons for me to sit down, I do and next to him. "Yeah, how are your injuries."

"Healing, slowly. So about the pinch....."

"Whoa love. Slow down." I instantly react.

"Don't call me that." I spit.

"Alright, what is your name then?"

"Amy." He takes my hand and kisses it. It's creepy but I smile and he releases my hand.

"See, Amy, I have a friend of mine who came to me. He was very angry. Do you know why?"

I lay my head back, I groan, "sorry, I will deal with him."

He chuckles, "no necessary. I explained it and you know what he said?" I shake my head, but I have ideas. "He said, god she's better than I thought. Now why would he say that and why would he be so angry?"

"Remember that criminal ex I mentioned, well that's him." He shuffles round.

"You dated, Mr Moriarty."

"Jim, yes."

"And you survived."

"Yep, I dumped him but I'm not going into details. We have business to do and I need to go home to my boyfriend before he realises."

He laughs again before looking at his phone, I catch the JM, "one second." He gets up and walks out. I text Mycroft saying to cut the cameras and viewing, even for him.

'Why would I do that? MH.'

'Because we need this deal and JM is here. Do it.'

'Fine but you owe me. MH.'