Beautiful Liar

False Hope

A/N: Like I said before, this one get's a little romance-y. Enjoy... ;]

I know you told me I should stay away. I know you said he's just a dog astray. He is a bad boy with a tainted heart. And even I know this ain't smart. Britney Spears has written some excellent songs. This song is Jim and I all over. He's my criminal and I'm under his spell...

NEW YORK: SIX MONTHS LATER:

After leaving the UK, Jim and I had relocated to New York. It had been nice. Just the two of us. For once, it had just been like our old life. Dining out together without all of the hassle. And with the baby on the way, it made me feel more and more ready to start our family. For the past six months we had been living in an uptown apartment. It was nice but it wasn't my townhouse. America wasn't London. I missed Sherlock and John. I wanted them with me but I knew it couldn't be. Mycroft wanted Jim and would stop at nothing to get it. Sherlock was also hiding something from me, I could tell... Today had been a quiet day. Jim had stayed at his desk whilst I had just read. Our conversations had drifted away from baby names and onto what I currently looked like,

"I look awful Jim. I mean, c'mon, look at me."

Jim sat up from his desk and wrapped his arms around my ever-growing stomach. He placed a kiss on my bare shoulder,

"You look perfect darling." I smiled at his complement and continued to stare out of the window.

"I don't want us to leave."

"We don't have to, we could have an American baby?" Turning to face my Westwood clad husband, I gave him a sad smile,

"This baby will be born in Glasgow. Our home. Plus, Sherlock hasn't been in contact. So it must mean that time here is up." Jim sighed,

"Jules, Sherlock hates me. And the feeling is mutual. Mycroft too. I understand that you want to go home, I really do. But, I fear us going home will spark off Mycroft's war. At one time, I just wanted to destroy the Holmes'. Then you cam along and changed my entire world. I refuse to loose you to them." Cupping Jim's face, I looked deep into his eyes,

"You will never loose me to Sherlock or Mycroft. Never. But I want to go home Jim, I miss our old life."

"What about Sherlock?" He asked softly, almost close to tears.

"We will fight this together. The three of us." I leaned closer to kiss my husband but was stopped by the vibrating tones of my phone. Pulling it out of my cardigan pocket, I opened it up to read the text:

To Juliet-From Sherlock Holmes: You're not safe. SH

Sighing, I looked at the phone that I had in my hand. He, whoever he was, was coming. Jim took my phone and began to pace,

"We have to go. It's no longer safe here. If Sherlock knows where we are, Mycroft will too." I said firmly. Jim just stood still, staring down at the phone.

"You're not safe?" He shouted. "What the hell is he implying?" Jim's brow was crossed and his expression said it all. He wasn't happy. Placing both of my hands onto his shoulders, I tried my best to calm him down,

"Sherlock must believe that you pose as a danger to me and the baby." Jim's face reddened.

"Do you think I'm a threat?" He asked loudly. I shook my head and leaned in close,

"No! Of course not. I'm in love with you Jim and that isn't going to change. Not for anything on this planet. They can try and tear us apart, but we both know that it's an impossible task. Now, call us a private jet and I'll pack the bags. There's no time to loose." I kissed Jin's cheek and made an exit for the bedroom. However, I was stopped abruptly and my husband my husband pulled my closer,