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It was raining, as I was speaking to Mycroft about some things.
"How was work?" He sneers.
"Too many imbeciles in one area. It horrifies me on the people who are hired." I giggle at his answer.
"Those people are considered intelligent to the british government." Mycroft looks at me like I'm crazy.
"I am the british government. Do you see me shaking hands with those goldfish?" I smile taking a puff from the cigarette, then passing it to Mycroft.
"Hire smarter people." I say jokingly.
"If only I knew someone." He says jokingly. I gasp.
"I am smart Mycroft. I'm the one who helped sherlock open Irene's phone." Mycroft's eyes buldge.
"What?"
"Yes, I imitated what he did to Irene Adler on the night he realized her 'infatuation' with him. Morse code, then left him to think." Mycroft puffs the cigarette.
"Yes, but why couldn't you open the phone?"
"Mycroft, are you really that dense?" He looks at me offended.
"She would report to Moriarity of my actions, that would make him know of my weakness." Mycroft looks at me.
"You? A weakness?"
"Trust is life's biggest lie." He nods. In the distance, John is running towards 221B at amazing speed. He is drenched, but stops respectively to talk to us.
"Oh hello Isis, Mycroft." I smile and hug him, getting damp in the process. I take Mycroft's cigarette from his lip, then smoke it, causing him to whine.
"We have the file on Irene Adler, take a look. I need to speak to Sherlock." They walk into Speedy's, as I enter the apartment. I see Sherlock at the dinner table, looking through the new microscope I bought him.
"Sherlock, they are talking 'bout Irene. John might come, ok?" Sherlock looks at me tiredly.
"On a happier note, I do want to inform you I'm thinking of bringing you to dubai? Small case, needed for my help."
"Aren't you a criminal?"
"Yes, but I also help people remember? That's why some people detest me, and some love me. I'm only good because I was raised as a Canadian. It's in our blood."
"Is your blood running on maple syrup?" Sherlock asks, causing me to hit his shoulder.
"Yeah? Well at least I don't drink leaves. You drink tree leaves for breakfast."
"You drizzle tree sap on your pancakes!" He exclaims laughing.
"Touché." I mutter, earning a little laugh from Sherlock.
Johm walks in, smiles at us.
"Oh hello Sherlock. I have something you might want to see." I smile and walk out, knowing John was hinting i left them.
I walk to Mycroft, who was waiting for me. We walk into the black car, speeding away. I remember how we saved Irene.
FLASHBACK
It was hot, and Irene Adler was allowed to send one last message. She types out her answer, sending it to Sherlock. I was pointing the gun at Irene's face, while Sherlock had the knife to behead her.
A loud moan rings out, and Irene looks at Sherlock. His blue eyes bright against the dark fabric on the rest of his face, he looks at me.
"When we tell you to run, you run." I say, earning tears of happiness to fall down her face.
"RUN!" Irene Adler runs out, as Sherlock and I beat the bastards to a pulp.
FLASHBACK ENDED
I smile at the memory, like it was yesterday.
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Silence Will Fall (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction) ✔️
Fanfic"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...
