Moriarty's Lover- A BBC Sherlock Fanfiction (very slow updates)

Prologue

A/N - I finally started rewriting this after reading a phenomenal Moriarty fanfic titled Honey I'm King by @TeaIsnow which I recommend you all read. Anyway this is the prologue which tells exactly how Moriarty and Alexandra meet and how she starts working for him. As you might notice while reading this you'll see that I've changed Alexandra's personality a bit. I hope you guys enjoy and please tell me what you think. :)
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Bullets whizzed through the windows. I quickly dropped to the ground and rolled under the table nearest to me. I listened to the screams and yells of my 'comrades' as the bullets tore through their bodies, leaving them lying lifeless on the ground.

Almost as quickly as the gunfire had started, it ended, and the only sound in the huge warehouse was the sound if my ragged breathing and my heart beating a million miles an hour. Then, next thing I knew, the thundering sound if footsteps were echoing in my ears.

I peeked around the table leg and saw at least 30 men in black, rifles slung over their shoulders and handguns holstered at their hips, spread throughout the room checking for signs of life. My eyes scanned the room until they landed on a man in a suit, observing the scene in front of him with a face void if emotion. My gut told me he was in charge and I knew that if I was going to get out of this alive then I needed to get to him. I needed to get him to see me as a possible ally, a valuable asset.

I crawled out from under the table and stood up. "Very nicely done; however, in a scenario like this you should always check behind and under any furniture in the room before checking for pulses. If I had a gun and enough ammo I could have taken out at least half of your men before you were able to kill me. Luckily for you I don't have a gun and am willing to make a deal."
As I talked, everyone in the room turned and pointed their guns at me, glancing at the man in the suit, waiting for the command to kill.

The man in the suit smiled then said, "Honey, what makes you think I'm willing to agree to your deal? You look like a little girl whose gotten caught up in some bad stuff. I would tell you to run home to mommy but sadly I'm gonna have to kill you." And with that he started to raise his arm, signaling for someone to take the kill shot.

"Go ahead, but it's your loss." His hand paused midway up and I continued, "Whoever planned this out is an idiot and next time you won't be so lucky. I'm ex-military and have planned enough successful raids to know what I'm doing. I could very well be your most valuable asset, but if you want to lose all if your men because if stupid mistakes then go ahead and kill me." I then proceeded to step up to the nearest rifle, the cold metal digging into my forehead.

The man in the suit began to laugh and say, "Oh I like you. Jim Moriarty, consider yourself hired." He turned to the tall, broad man next to him and in a deadly voice said, "Give the girl your gun, Moran."

The man, who I assumed was named Moran, pulled a handgun out from the waistband of his pants, looked from me to Moriarty with complete fear in his eyes. Finally, he slowly walked towards me, his footsteps echoing in the almost silent warehouse, and handed the gun to me. I looked to Moriarty for directions. "Kill him," he said with a sly smile plastered on his face.

I raised the gun to the mans head and without a single hesitation, I pulled the trigger and smiled as the joy and adrenaline rushed through me. I looked to Moriarty, his sly smile growing across his face. "I'll contact you soon Miss Grey," he said. Then with a flick of his wrist, him and his men walked through the door, the only remnants of their visit were the dead bodies littering the floor.

I heard police sirens in the distance and walked out the back door to my car. As I started to drive off, my phone in the cup holder vibrated. The text read:

Pleasure to have you on board
Miss Grey.
-JM

A smile crept it's way into my face and I found myself thinking that working with Jim Moriarty was going to be most exciting.