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He presses the three , then continues on the rest of the code. I look to Irene who looked back at me with a wink. I smirk.
"Vatican Cameos." Watson dives down as his attacker was shot in the chest, then I just beat up the man who held me. He then grabbed my neck and started choking me. He finally lets go, as sherlock socks him in the face. I grab my neck.
"A hell of a grip on that one... Too bad it was used for trying to kill me." I state. I look to watson.
"Now, I need some clothes, watson come with me." He looks at sherlock then follows me.
"So how have you became friends with Irene Adler?"
"We have a sort of.... connection." I wink causing him to blush. I start getting dressed in a hoodie and tights. I then speed to Irene's bedroom, to see her move to the window. I then turn to john and smirk.
"That's my cue." I kiss him quickly and as he is dazed, i speed through the window with Irene, smiling.
"Oh, don't worry about him, I use that on my friends all the time. Put him on his side, if he dies vomiting it wouldn't be a nice corpse." Irene states. I nod with her.
We then get to Moriarity's car and I smirk.
"Well girls?"
"He's hooked." She says. I giggle and lean on her shoulder.
"Really? Sherlock Holmes hooked? That's too ordinary." Moriarity states. I blink.
"James Moriarity hooked, that's too ordinary too don't ya think?" I bite back. He glares at me.
"I can kill you-"
"I'm not stopping you. You heard me when I spoke to Mycroft." He just looks down at that point.
"Very intense." Irene mutters. I giggle and kiss her cheek.
"Now, let's personalize your number." I steal Sherlock's phone and type in his code.
"How do you know his code?"
"It's something important, so he remembers. Vatican Cameos." She smirks at me. Jim stares at us.
"We can be a duo?" She asks me. I laugh.
"Jim wouldn't be happy if I had an authoritative woman. He'd be scared she steals my heart." I laugh again, while Irene smirks at Jim, who was getting angry.
"Oh relax Jim, you know you love me." I wave him off giggling. The car stops, right infront of my apartment. I bring Irene up with me, as I still type in Sherlock's phone.
We get to my door, to hear banging.
I walk in, and Mycroft is sitting down while Davidson is yelling at him. They both look at me. I raise my hand, making Davidson stop talking completely.
"Mycroft, hello." He nods at me and Irene. Davidson leaves, knowing I have something in store for him later. I start undressing, then resting in my undergarments.
"Yes, speak." Mycroft harrumphs shocked at my sudden un clothed body.
"Yes, there have been reports from many people about you." He says.
"Oh?"
"Saying you've been doing very bad things, I'd even say their illegal." He ends sarcastically. I sit on his lap, and sigh.
"Yes, I'm guilty." He nods. I smirk.
"But smart is the new sexy.... Are you smart Mycroft?" I trail my fingers from his cheeks to his lips, to his jaw line.
"Yesiam." He says quickly. Irene giggles, and goes into my room.
"Yes Mycroft, your very smart. Which means you had other topics to speak about. Continue." I then slide to the seat next to him. He sighs.
"There has been a very bad criminal offence." I chuckle.
"Yes, I do believe we've covered that topic." He shakes his head.
"Yes, but I know you haven't done those things."
"Your wrong. I do half these things. Moriarity does the other half. I'm half good, half bad. It's a very horrible quality. I'm only good because it's the canadian in me screeching for my manners." He chuckles. He grabs my arm and pulls me back onto his lap.
"But are you really good?" He kisses my neck and I chuckle.
"You can't beat me to my own games Mycroft. I'm the one who has the upper hand." I then push him to the couch, and kiss him hard, earning a groan from him, and something hard poking me in the leg.
I get off and walk into my room.
"Close the door Mycroft." He nods, his hair crazy and his tie loose, looking like a fifteen year old who just got his first good make out. I look at Irene who is looking through his phone.
"Look at this." She says with distaste. We look at some of his very few pictures. Crimes from the past, a selfie I took (which Irene thought I looked 'succulent' in) and a picture of Irene. She furrows her eyebrows and looks at the picture. One from the website, no doubt.
"Irene it's getting late. Let's return the phone." I say. She nods. I then take the phone out and take some pictures of me and Irene.
I posed in bed with her, earning a giggle.
"This will either be in a 'case' pile, or he will pop a boner." I laugh at Irene's joke.
"He's asexual. One of those people who don't like other people." I say. She looks at me weirdly.
"Like you?" I shake my head.
"He doesn't like sex, women or things normal men do." She 'ahhhss' loudly and walks out, now dressed. I hold the trenchcoat and phone for Irene.
"221B Baker Street." The taxi driver nods, and we go to the apartment.
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Silence Will Fall (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction) ✔️
Fanfiction"What will you do? Burn me?" He asks chuckling. I grab his neck and put my lips near his ear. I exhale making him shiver. "I will hang you with your own intestines. Goodbye." I let go staring into those dark eyes, waiting to hear the door close. I t...
