Mizza new only time will tell when Sherlock will finally know who she was bit for now I will stay a secret. She was practicing shooting when Sherlock burst though into her room stopping her thoughts. "I've got a case. You coming? " he asked. He wanted to know more about her and why she really was her . They was somthing off about her. He new she is a secret agent who was also a assien. A trained killer since birth and had many gun shot scars and knife wounds that she trys to cover up. She is menterly wonded by what she has seen. But she has also got somthing to do with Moriarty. He had to find out more. Not by just looking at her but by talking to her.
"What's the case? Dead body? The police thinks its a suicide but you have other ideas?" Mizza saaid while tidying up her long curly black hair that shined in the sun light. Sherlock laughed and nodded. "You're my brother's daughter Mycroft's" Sherlock holmes said with emusment. Mizza's eyes glittered and responded. "Yes I am. I thought it was obvious. Now are we going on a case or what?" She said as she pulled on her blue leather jacket and then put two hand guns in the side pockets inside the coat lining. Sherlock didn't know if she was taking them for safety precautions of if it was a habit. This young girl baffled him. He could read eveything and everyone but her. She was good.
" Taxi " Sherlock shouted out. Then all of a sudden Mary and John wallked past. John said something to Sherlock but Mizza wasn't listing. She just stared at Mary Watson. "Rosea?" Mary stuttered. She ran over to her and gave her a massive bear hug " I thought you was dead I... I thought he killed you" Mary was almost crying with the joy the this young girl was here safe after five years of thinking the worst. The two boys was just standing there confused. Well John was. "You both worked together. Moriarty tryed to kill you... thats why you have all those scars and you can't always sleep." Sherlock said out loud. John didn't want to hear this though. Mary did hava a past but he didnt want to know. "Sorry John" Mary muttered. "Don't " John wispered in response. Sherlock new he had more in comen with his neacs than he thought. "Come on im clever you must have known I didn't die at his hand. " She smiled at Mary. Look im going on a case with Sherlock. I will talk to you when we get back from picking up Albury. John rolled his eyes. Of calse she new what they were doing.
Sherlock and Mizza got into a taxi "Rosea?" Sherlock muttered. "Pardon sir" the gruff voice said from the front seet. Mizza looked at him knowing what he was thinking. " Waterloo please " Mizza said. As the taxi started to pull away she new there was meny questions he would want to be answered. To her suprise he sat there in silance and said " You heard me muttering waterloo when I found the case and Rosea was you're work name when you worked with the government. Am I correct? " Sherlock said knowing that he was correct Mizza nodded. " why didn't your dad tell me about you? "Sherlock said carrying on " Well, iv been dead for five years and he didn't get told he had a daughter till I was supposed to be dead so there wasn't much point in telling you to start off with. Im here because I don't want to go back to who I used to be a living with Mycroft will be boring as hell so here I am. You happy now? " Sherlock didn't believe that to be quite true. Mizza sighed " and I wanted to meet you " She looked down now remembering that she hates being in confined spaces. Remembering that night. Sherlock on the other hand was biging up his ego but she wasn't listing. She was having to take deep breaths. " Are we there yet " she asked sounding like a wining child. Thankfully the taxi got to there desalination.
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Killed & Waiting - Sherlock Holmes
FanfictionSherlock holmes adventures. When he meets a strange intelligent girl who he thinks he knows. He thinks he knows London. He thinks he knows his brother and he thinks he knows his best friend John watson. But not all is what it seems.
