When my eyes opened again I was lying in a huge white bed, located in an old fashioned but tastefully decorated room. He had actually taken me to his place... Oh, he would pay for this. I am not his property, just his employe!
"I'm so going to kill you, Holmes," I hissed while standing up.
"Why did you bother to save my life in the first place then?" the humored voice of my boss asked from the doorway.
"Stupid thing, it's called instinct," I gave back.
"You do realize you shouldn't get up?"
"Indeed, I do."
"Very well."
"And you do realize that you won't be able to lock me up?"
"I do."
"Good, now tell me where is your kitchen?"
"Follow me."
He brought me to his kitchen. I opened up the fridge... Empty.
"No wonder you can't keep up with your diet..." I mumbled.
"Pardon me?" he gave back an eyebrow raised. I had obviously hit a weak spot. That brought me to an idea.
"Let's make a deal, I stay here but you'll give me full custody of the kitchen and your meals," I offered.
"Why would I-"
"Guess I'll have to leave then..."
"fine!"
I smirked all I do is win.
Mycroft's phone rang and I poured myself some water.
"Holmes?... A press conference?... Two days... There is absolutely-... I understand." He put his phone down.
"Aurora?"
Why was he using my code name?
"Yes, Antarctica?"
"The people of London want answers. There is no way we will get around a press conference."
Fuck my life. I mean I had changed a lot to stay unspotted, but once I went on the news, they would recognize me... My old boss... My family... Fml.
"I can't," I gave back.
"You have to."
"I don't think you understood me, I can not do it!"
"Why?"
"Go ahead and deduce it."
"I can't, I can only guess it has something to do with your past..."
"Hm, well then I guess I'll have to come back from the dead..."
"So I was right?"
"Well, I had been working as an agent in the special forces... Of the FBI..."
"The FBI? Nice British accent you tought yourself."
"Thank you I actually prefer it, " I gave back. The man of ice was clearly confused.
"Will you tell me why you faked your death?"
"No."
"It was worth a try..."
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FanfictionI'm Detective (y|n) (y|l|n) and I got hired by Detective Inspector Lestrade because I've made myself a name, solving the most tricky crimes all over England. But I haven't always been a Detective and will I always be? Other people would describe me...
