Y/n Holmes

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Ferndell

Sherlock touches Eudorias chrysanthemums. "So now we've lost them both. I suppose you have no clue as to where she's gone, Mrs. Lane?"

"No, they found her bicycle." Mrs. Lane tells Sherlock walking into the room slowly.

"Planted so as to send us in the wrong direction." Sherlock says smiling and walks over to his mother's desk.

"This isn't as fun as you might think, Master Sherlock. She has your wits. She runs rings around me just as easily as you once did, but..."

"Yes?"

"She knows nothing of the world. I must admit to being quite seriously concerned for her."

"Mycroft will make sure to find her." Sherlock tells Mrs. Lane as he sets down a book.

"Well, Mycroft isn't blessed as you are. As she is. A matter of great bitterness for him and not a small part of the cause of this mess. Y/n is special. She has a good heart. She's even left money on my bedside table." Mrs. Lane tells Sherlock; he fixes Eudorias painting of chrysanthemums.

"Money?" Sherlock asks as Mrs. Lane hesitates.

"You've already abandoned her once, sir. I'm asking that you don't abandon her again." Mrs. Lane walks out of the room; Sherlock picks up the pot with chrysanthemums and looks under it, then sets it back down.

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A Meadow

"You do know you've entirely ruined phase three of my plan?" Y/n says fast walking through the Meadow as Viscount follows behind.

"Phase what? Who the hell are you?" Tewksbury asks Y/n as she stays silent. "Look, I believe our recent brush with death deserves me at least a name."

"Y/n Holmes."

"Holmes...Like Sherlock?" Tewksbury says catching up to Y/n and walks beside her.

"Yes and I am undercover, so forget I told you that piece of information."

"Undercover working for him?"

"Undercover, from him."

"Hence why you are dressed as a boy--" Tewksbury says smiling as he looks at Y/n.

"Hence why you are to say nothing." Y/n stops Viscount with her hand as they both look at eachother. "So?"

"What?"

"Thank you? You're supposed to say thank you." Y/n tells Tewksbury annoyed.

"For what?"

Y/n Gawps and walks away as Tewksbury glances at the floor then follows her. The time passes as they both make their way down a sloped hill.

"We should think about sleeping soon." Y/n tells Viscount sighing.

"We should think about eating soon." Tewksbury recommends as the sun hangs low.

"We have nothing to eat."

"Of course we do. Arctium Lappa, which you'll know as burdock. Very tasty. Um, and then there's Trifolium. Clover. And is that...Yes, I knew it! Mushrooms! Agaricus lanipes. The princess. Delicious." Tewksbury hands Y/n the mushroom smiling as she takes it and observes it.

"If you can get a fire started, I can make us a feast." Viscount tells Y/n as she hands the mushroom back to him.

"Fine." Y/n says to Tewksbury then turns away as a smile glides across her face.