John watched as Avery left. He had tried his best to avoid her. There was an awkward tension between them now. At least, there should be tension. But she just kept grinning. It was driving him insane. She was the most aggravating woman he had ever met. Which went perfectly with her two brothers, whom had to be the most aggravating men in the world.
In fact…he looked over at Sherlock, who was eyeing him, and felt a deep pit in his stomach.
He knew that look.
That was the bad look.
The I’m-smarter-than-you-but-you-know-something-I-don’t-so-I’ll-tolerate-your-stupidness-for-a-bit-until-I-get-the-answer-I-need-and-then-I’ll-leave-you-to-the-wolves look. The one that promised trouble.
John dropped his eyes back to his book. Maybe if he didn’t say anything. Maybe Sherlock would just let it go. Maybe Sherlock would just -
“Well then John, do tell.”
Dammit.
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The Third Holmes - A Sherlock Fanfic
Fanfiction[Contains JohnLock] Mycroft and Sherlock Holmes. The two brilliant, emotionless, sociopathic brothers. But there's another Holmes. A female Holmes. Enter Avery Holmes - the brilliant, crazy sister - the Third Holmes.
