I kicked the door open. Sherlock was curled up in the fetal position on our couch. I ignore him and head to the kitchen for some crisps. I grab a bowl and start pouring when I hear Sherlock behind me...Sniffing me.
"What are you doing?" I squealed, turning around.
"Did he touch you?" Sherlock says eyes scanning my face.
"What?!" I exclaimed, noting how close he was standing to me.
"You smell like him." Sherlock stated.
" He hugged me..." I explained. Sherlock crossed his arms and stormed back to the couch. I followed him.
"Believe me that's not a thing I would care to repeat." I shuddered.
Sherlock looked at me, then sat down on the couch.
"He is just a friend Sherlock..." I said softly.
"I know." He said extending his hand. Confused, I grabbed it and he pulled me down on the couch. He wrapped his arms around me and put his chin on my head.
We sat like that for an hour, reviewing our lines, then Sherlock's phone rang.
"Hello Myc." He chirped.
"Hello Sherlock. You sound very happy did Greg already contact you?" Asked Mycroft.
"No." Sherlock responds.
"Alright. Well we have a lock on Frank Hudson." Mycroft explains.
"Oh!" Sherlock said standing abruptly and knocking me off the couch.
"OW!" I exclaim.
"Shhh!" Sherlock chided me.
"Are you with Keyland, Brother mine?" Mycroft deduced amusedly.
"Yes." Sherlock confirmed.
"Hmmmm, well we will see you in a bit." Mycroft responded somewhat thoughtfully.
Sherlock rushed around the dorm gathering coats and whatnot.
"What is it?" I asked getting up from the floor.
"The game is on!!!" He sang tossing me my coat.
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A Locked Up Heart.
FanfictionSherlock Holmes may have a locked up heart, but who has the key??💘 Keyland Jones is embarking on her greatest adventure yet. Babysitting Sherlock Holmes. Keyland is only here to get her Criminal Psychology Degree. But Richard Brooke and Sherlock Ho...
