Chapter 1

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A/N - this is a really short chapter but I've decided that it'll be best for the story and don't worry because I'll probably post the next chapter tonight and if I don't then it will probably only be a few days. This is mostly a filler chapter but I hope you like it nonetheless. Oh and the picture is Alexandra's outfit in this chapter.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*One Year Later*

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

I hit the snooze button as hard as I could and rolled over in my nice, warm, comfortable bed. I knew I needed to get out of bed and get ready for work but I was just so tired.

My alarm went off for the second time and I decided that it was time for me to get out of bed. I stood up, slipped my feet into my slippers, and trudged my way to the bathroom to get ready.

I put on some makeup and straightened my long blonde hair. Deciding I looked fine, I walked back into my bedroom and to the small closet to find an outfit to wear.

As I stared into my closet, the realization that I had been working for Moriarty for exactly one year hit me. Wanting to look nice, I put on a pair of ripped boyfriend jeans, a black and white stripped shirt, a dark green jacket, and a pair of black pumps.

Staring into the mirror, admiring my outfit, my phone began to ring. Knowing who it was before I answered I said excitedly into the phone, "Can you believe it's been exactly one year since I started working for you?!"

"I know, it's crazy how time flies! Speaking if which, I have a surprise for you down at the office so come as soon as you can!"

"I'll be there in 15 minutes, boss." I said then hung up the phone to finish getting ready so I could see my surprise.

I walked the few blocks to Motiarty's small office where we took care if most business. When I entered the small building I was greeted by Motiarty's sly smile, which I had come to adore, and a small file he handed me. I opened it to find pictures of Sherlock and his pet, John, solving the different cases Moriarty had 'given' them.

I looked up at Jim, a broad smile on my face as I realized what the pictures meant.

"The game is on, Miss Greg, and it's time for Sherlock to meet Daddy."

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