Mental: Sherlock x fem!Reader x Moriarty

Chapter 24 - Masked man

YAYYYYYY YOUR MASK IS UP THERE ALONG WITH EVERYONE ELSE! AND WE ALL KNOW WHO TO THANK FOR THAT!! ALSO, YOU ARE WEARING BLACK GLOVES SORRY TO TELL YOU NOW.

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"Remember your mask," John tossed Sherlocks mask at him as they got ready to go undercover.

"Of course,"

"Will we need weapons? I mean we are going undercover," He went to grab his gun but was stopped.

"They'll be checking, I'm sure," Sherlock took the gun and placed it by his skull, checking his tuxedo once more. John had hoped Sherlock thought this all through but who knows with Sherlock? John made his way downstairs as Sherlock stood behind hiding two guns on his self.

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"Don't you look all pretty, freak," Donovan snarled as Anderson drooled at your presence.

"Oh, sorry, if I knew, I would have dressed up as a witch too," You smirked, leaving her gobsmacked. The drive was unbearable with Anderson flirting with Donovan and you gaging the whole time.

"We're here," The driver informed us, you pulled up your skirt and slipping in 3 blades around both ankles.

"Bloody hell! What are you doing?" Anderson cried.

"We are going undercover and most of us will be vulnerable I'm not taking any chances," the door opened and you placed your mask on. You exited the car and walked up the stairs to see them checking for weapons. "Shit," you hoped it was random.

"Ma'am?" You batted your lashes under your mask and asked.

"Yes?"

"Nevermind, go ahead," He gestured to the door, Donovan and Anderson followed close behind. The hall was decorated with glistening armor and golden curtains. Velvet carpet ran along the middle, ending at an open door where classical music played. Slowly but surely the three of you passed dozens amongst dozens of paintings and vases decorating the hall reaching the grand doors. Upon entering you were greeted with champagne and the laughs of many.

"John said there was a bar, we should find them there," You headed towards the bar which lay at the end of the room where three men stood. "Hello, boys," All four men wore a tuxedo. Johns mask was simple, silver with hints of gold, Lestrade wore a chequered mask which curved upwards and Sherlock bared a red mask with musical notes lining the bottom half adorned with golden swirls.

"Wow..." Sherlock was speechless, and so were the other two who were able to snap out it before you caught their stares. You giggle as you waved your hand in front of Sherlock's face getting deja vu. He blinks a few times before excusing his obvious speechlessness.

"So is everyone vulnerable as I thought?"

"Yes-" John was cut off by the other two.

"No," both Greg and Sherlock answered in unison.

"What?-"

"I'm not an idiot, John, here you go," he passed John his gun. A man tapped your shoulder as a new song played.

"May I have this dance?" The man wore a blue and black mask with silver string. You looked at Greg who nodded.

"Of course," he took you away from the rest. Hand on your waist you both sway to the music. After a while you see a man with a skull adorned mask approach. He taps the man's shoulder and gestures for your hand.

"Here," the skull masked man takes your hand in his and leads you away closer to where you could see the rest. His hand grazes down to your waist sending shivers down your spine. His chocolate brown eyes make you melt as they seem familiar.

"I'm sorry but do I know you from somewhere?" He smirks and lifts you in the air, unison to those around him.

"Does my voice answer your question," a smooth Irish accent fills your ears and you scoff and turn your head to the side.

"Should've known," he spins you out then back into his arms. He nears to your ear, his arms still wrapped around you, swaying from side to side.

"So, what are you doing here, Miss Heart?"

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"Sherlock? What are you staring at?" John stepped to the side of his best friend trying to spot what had caught his eye, or rather whom. "Oh," John smirks up at his colleague.

"Oh don't start," Sherlock's eyes roll as he sees a man approach you. He takes your hand as the other man walks away. You sway along with him, smiling, which didn't sit well with Sherlock.

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"That's none of your business, Mr. Moriarty," you walk away from him, towards the rest. He takes your hand and takes you to the door which leads to the gardens. "Why are we here?" You cross your arms.

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"Yes, Anderson, you are a genius..."

"Really?!"

"Yes, now what else would you like me to lie about," Anderson grunts and storms off.

"Aren't you nice?-" Sherlock cuts John off. He sees you come towards them but gets stopped by the masked man who leads you away towards the doors of the garden.

"One second," Sherlock walks off, following the two.

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