Silence Will Fall (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction) ✔️

Chapter 38

I am thrown into a cell, with Jim, and Sherlock's next door.

"Good job describing me." Jim tells me. I smirk.

"Well, how can I describe my meal so well?"

"Meal?"

"Yeah. I push you around my plate, take savorous bites until I'm left with nothing. An empty plate."

"Im not a meal." He says to me raising an eyebrow.

"You are , stop denying." He then turns his back to me, to look at Sherlock's cell. I stand up to crawl my arms around his shoulders to tap on his chest. He pivots, ending up with me tightly grinding him.

"Jim Moriarity, you naughty naughty boy." I say feeling the lump grinding me.

"Me? Naughty?" He asks innocently.

"Sherlock's next door." I remind him.

"So?"

"I wish he could join the fun.." I smirk at Jim. I hear coughing in the other cell. My cell door opens to see Mycroft waiting for me. I instantly go onto him to kiss his cheek.

"You're a doll Mycroft." I mumble kissing him.

"Your lucky Isis." I smile at him.

"I know." The cell door closes to Jim looking at Sherlock's cell.

"Now let me bail out your brother." I walk with Mycroft to pay the cops to bail Sherlock out. I already see John sighing as he pays at the desk. John then walks our way and I say goodbye to Mycroft.

"How much did you have to pay?" He looks at me.

"I'll pay you back."

"No, no it's fine."

"John Hamish Watson how much did you pay?"

"About 500 quid..." He mumbles defeated.

"How about I give you double that?" I say grabbing my purse and paying him instantly.

"You have 1000 quid in your bag?!" He asked shocked.

"Umm... Yeah? Its nothing." He just shakes his head. I hug him.

"You love me be honest."

"Get off."

"Jawn."

"Stop.." He cracks a smile.

"Jawwwwwwwwwwnnnnnnnnn." He just shakes his head smiling at me.

"Your adorable." I say as we get to Sherlock's cell. He blushes like crazy then we open the cell to see Sherlock avoiding eye contact with me.

"Oh c'mon Sherlock." I say smirking. He looks me over then blushes slighty (but since he is paler than paper it looks like he splattered paint all over his face) John busts out laughing and has to hold his stomach for support.

"Oh-oh-oh." John looks at Sherlock and then bursts out laughing again. I start giggling as Sherlock rolls his eyes and pushes past us.

"Oh Sherlock don't be a whiny child." I say loudly. He turns around for a second.

"Im going to the flat John."

"IGNORING ME WONT DO YOU GOOD WILLIAM!" He flips me off and I burst out laughing.

"He-he flipped me off! Is it bad I'm proud I got him angry?" I turn to John who is still giggling madly. Like I said- ADORABLE.

"Cmon, Ill get my limo to pick us up and ill come to the flat?" He shrugs nodding. I take my phone at the counter and go to call Davidson.

"Davidson, can you get us a limo? Pwetty pwease?"

"Already ahead of you."

"Your a doll." I hang up as the limo comes up to the curb. It wasn't a stretch limo, for god sakes its London I don't trust drivers. Its an expensive nice car with leather seats and gold trimming. John looks at the car in shock.

"Cmon John, after you." I open the door for him. He goes in and just sits down rigidly.

"John relax." He sighs.

"So, has Mycroft contacted you yet?" I ask. He turns to me.

"About him telling Moriarity about Sherlock's childhood? Yeah. Could've written a goddamn book. He didn't even get information back." As John rants I pull of the heels and lay gently on his shoulder cuddling up to it.

"Honestly he could be so thick sometimes." I end up saying after awhile.

We get to the flat to see Sherlock at the kitchen table doing an experiment. By the look of his face and the receding blush I can say he's been here for about 7 minutes.

"Your cab was quick. Seven minutes.. Faster than the limo." Sherlock rolls his eyes.

"Sherlock if you stutter and blush at the mention of sex I wonder how you'd be in bed with an actual human being." John's eyes widen looking between us.

"I'm not scared of sex." He says instantly. I get a strange feeling of Deja-Vu, as if Sherlock had already said that.

"Oh? Then why were you spluttering like a fool before?"

"Maybe because you insinuated that I'd be part of a threesome between you and Moriarity." He bites back.

"Yeah Sherlock I wonder if your a top or bottom. I mean, you like to take control of the situation but you aren't exactly... Caught up in the topic of sexual intercourse. Of course theres nothing wrong wth that, even if it does make you sound like a priest." John stiffles his laughter at that.

"I am married to my work."

"Then get a divorce, get a girl, and get at it. Sherlock you only live once, so at least try to have sex with someone in your life span." He shakes his head at my nagging.

"Your not my mum."

"I sure hope not, cause I'd be a shitty parent if I'm telling my 28 year old son to have sexual relations with anyone." John laughs and I smile.

"Now, I shall go home and sleep since it is pretty late." I check the time.

"Stay here." John insists.

"No I don't want to be a disturbance. I already annoyed Sherlock enough tonight."

"Stay." John says pouting.

"Fine, but if I am in my undergarments in my sleep then don't judge me."

"We've seen more than that." Sherlock stated.

"Yeah and you couldn't stop looking." His eyes rack over my body then he blushes slightly.

"I'll just change and sleep on the couch." John begins to protest when Sherlock nods.

"I'll be in the living room most the night." I nod and start undressing in front of them. John keeps looking at my face trying not to look.

"John I respect that you are trying not to look, but I dont mind that you look. Its honestly not going to kill me." He looks me up and down for a second then walks out quickly.

"Huh." I turn to Sherlock who is continuously staring at my body.

"Well?"

"What?"

"You like what you see?"

Sherlock harrumphs, trying not to answer my question.

"Alright Sherlock." I say, lying down onto the couch. I stare at Sherlock who is sitting down in his chair.

I close my eyes and fall asleep, to the sound of London from outside the windows.