The past few days Sherlock and Storm were enjoying the scenery, the music, the food, and the customs of Puerto Rico. But they didn't know was that Moriarty has connections everywhere and everything that they were doing in Puerto Rico, Moriarty knew about. Sherlock's main goal in his life was to protect Storm and so far he'd done a good job at doing so. Sherlock and Storm were traveling the country side, hand in hand, when an beggar woman said to them "Change, mister?"
Sherlock looked at her, then he gave her 50 quid in cash. The woman looked up at Sherlock and she said "Thank you mister"
"Don't worry about it" Sherlock said. Then, him and Storm continued walking together. "Isn't 50 quid not enough in Puerto Rico?" Storm asked.
"I gave her some American dollars in there as well so she won't go hungry" Sherlock said. Storm smiled and then she rested her head on his shoulder as they continued walking. "Is John and the others enjoying their time here?" Storm asked.
"Oddly enough yes they are. They aren't preoccupied with anything else so I'm assuming they're enjoying the hotel all too much" Sherlock said.
"Not like how we had enjoyed it our first night there I would hope" Storm said then they shared a laugh. After they were done laughing Sherlock said "Oh yes we broke that bed in very fast"
"And hard and long and slow and fast" Storm added then they shared another laugh. "If the neighbors hadn't called complaining about there being noises I think our child would have had a twin" Storm said.
"Oh yes" Sherlock said. "But people don't exactly know who we are here"
"And I'm sure even if they did they would've let you finished?" Storm asked.
"I know your body, Storm" Sherlock said. "I know when you were almost finished and by the time the manager came to our room you were about ready"
"And I know your body, Sherlock" Storm said. "I'm pretty sure you finished under your shirt"
"God that was uncomfortable" Sherlock muttered. Storm chuckled and she said "Don't worry love, soon we'll be back home and there will be no one to interrupt us"
Sherlock sighed and then he said "Oh what bliss will that be"
Storm and Sherlock chuckled. Then they continued to walk the country side together.________________________
When they made their way back to the hotel, Sherlock had this sneaking suspicion in the back of his head that there was a suprise waiting for him and Storm. What that was he didn't know, but what he did knew was that it wasn't going to be pretty. They approached the door to their hotelroom but it was kicked in. "Storm stay in here"
Then, Sherlock went into the hotel room. It was destroyed completely. "John!" Sherlock shouted. A few seconds later, John appeared in the hotelroom with Storm standing next to him. Sherlock was looking at the damage when he heard John say "What the bloody hell?"
Sherlock looked up and he saw Storm and said "I thought I told you to stay out there"
"What? I can't see what happened in our hotelroom?" Storm asked. Sherlock stood up and he said "It might be a trap from Moriarty"
"Or it's Moriarty sending us a message" Storm said. Then she pointed to the wall and it read;Did you miss me?
Sherlock clenched his teeth and his fists together and he said "We're going back to London"
"Are you crazy?" John asked.
"He will not leave Storm alone unless we stop him ourselves" Sherlock said angrily.
"Darling are you sure you want that?" Storm asked as she went over to him and took his hand into hers. Sherlock looked at Storm and he said "It's the only way I can protect you and the baby"
Storm sighed and then she said "Ok"________________________
"While I am rather glad we are back home, I do miss that little island" Mycroft said as he, John, and Mrs. Hudson were on one side of the car and Storm, Sherlock and Lestrade were on the other side. Sherlock was looking out the window still angry and yet still holding Storm's hand. Storm sighed and then made eye contact with John. "We'll be home in a few minutes" John reassured.
"I bloody well hope so" Sherlock muttered angrily.
"Do you know when you're due?" Lestrade asked.
"I won't know until I'm at least 3 months pregnant. But from what my doctor told us, we'll be expecting a Christmas baby" Storm said, trying to lighten Sherlock's tension. Sherlock smiled and he said "It's the only thing that's taken my mind off of everything"
"It looks like it" Lestrade said.
Then they pulled up to 221B Baker Street. "Storm and John get out first" Sherlock said. Storm and John got out of the car first, followed by Mycroft, Mrs. Hudson, and then Lestrade. He looked behind and said "Aren't you coming?"
Sherlock looked up and he said "I'll be up in a few minutes. I just have to do something really quick"
Lestrade raised an eyebrow, then he closed the door and went up to the flat. The cab drove off and Sherlock pulled out his phone, he saw the message that Jim sent him.I'm waiting
JMSherlock put his phone away and he looked out the window.
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Sherlock entered the pool area with his gun in his pocket. This was his way of dealing with Moriarty and the issue stemming over his relationship with Storm. Sherlock looked around the pool area and he said "I know you're here"
Then, he heard sniffles. He turned around and Storm came out of the shadows wearing a baggy, tan, jacket. His eyes widened and his teeth clenched. "Hello, darling" Storm said, trying to hide her tears. "Didn't expect this one, did you? This has been fun. Now"
Then, a few tears fell down her face and she said as she opened the jacket revealing a bomb strapped to her "What would you like me to make her say next?"
Sherlock's anger rose. "Moriarty you have gone too far this time. Leave Storm and the baby out of this!"
"Oh but they have already entered the picture" Moriarty said as he walked up behind Storm. He placed his hands on her throat and kissed her neck, which made Storm scared and Sherlock furious. Sherlock pulled out his gun and said "Take your hands off of her"
Moriarty looked at Sherlock and he chuckled "Oh my. Look at you, Mister over protective"
Sherlock loaded his gun and kept it pointed at him. Moriarty tightend his grip on Storm's neck and he said "I told you to stay away from her. Bad things will happen"
"Darling" Storm mouthed to Sherlock. Sherlock looked at her then at Moriarty and he said "Bad things will happen if you don't let her go"
Moriarty pouted and he said "Aw, why would I want to do that?"
Sherlock aimed the gun at Moriarty's forehead and he said "Because if you don't, I'll kill you right her right now"
Moriarty giggled. Then he released his grip on Storm's throat. She fell to the floor and started coughing as Sherlock went up to her. Moriarty sighed and he said "There are so many ways I can destroy you, Sherlock. I can kill your fianceè and your baby, I can ruin your reputation, I can do so much damage if you call off the engagement and say that you never want to see Storm again"
Sherlock looked at Moriarty and he said "No way in hell am I going to do that"
"Then watch as your world falls apart around you" Moriarty said quickly. Storm gave Moriarty a dirty look and she said "You already tried that once and look at what happened"
"Mm that's true" Moriarty agreed. "But I can do so much more damage. Starting with you, Storm"
"I'm not leaving" Storm said strongly and sternly. "You'd have to kill me to do that"
Moriarty smirked and he said "Oh you know me too well. "I'm going to kill you, just not right away"
Then, as Moriarty turned to walk away Sherlock said "Nothing you can say will have any damage on my friends"
"Oh yes it will" Moriarty said in a sing-song voice. Then, he left the pool. Sherlock quickly grabbed and threw off the jacket. Then he lifted Storm onto her feet and they shared a tight embrace. Storm's body was shaking and Sherlock felt this. "It's alright, darling. Nothing he can do will hurt us or you"
She didn't even say anything, she just silently cried and her body continued shaking. Sherlock just stroked her head softly and at the same time plotting Moriarty's demise. Then, he and Storm left the pool.
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Meeting the Match of Sherlock
FanfictionSherlock Holmes. The high-functioning sociopath of England. To him and to everyone else there is no better equal, bloody hell there is no other that could match up to the high intellect of the "consulting detective". Until one day where he meets a m...