[CONTAINS SMUT] ‼️18+‼️ WARNINGS: This is a Sherlock book so obviously mentions of drug use ~~~ A simple tune is all it takes. A flood of memories returning to haunt- to plague every thought with regret and/or longing. For you, a violin composition. For him, a single hum of your voice. ~~~ All characters belong to BBC for portrayals and original characters have been written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Rebecca hatte mit ihrem Leben abgeschlossen, sie konnte nicht mehr. Verlust, Gewalt und Selbsthass waren zu viel für sie geworden, doch in den Augenblicken die ihre letzten sein sollten wurde sie gerettet, wortwörtlich.

After the death of an acquaintance, (Y/F/N) decides to move back home to London to attend the funeral. Settling in London, she acquires a job at New Scotland Yard and meets the one and only consulting detective; Sherlock Holmes. When (Y/N) receives a phone call one day, her life is turned upside down. She loses herself as she discovers her family's dark secrets bit by bit. With Sherlock by her side, she delves deep into the greatest case of their careers, leading them straight to the consulting criminal Jim Moriarty himself. How will it end? - Sherlock Holmes x Female!Reader - Note: In this fic, I use my own plots as well as take elements from the BBC show itself. These are not in chronological order and are instead used interchangeably to fit this particular story better. I've also changed these elements to put my own spin on it. I hope you enjoy! All rights reserved