Elizabeth Naevee is many things.
Normal.
Food-loving.
Wary of egocentric, high-functioning sociopaths.
When Lizzie moves to 221C Baker Street, London, she doesn't expect it to be boring, but she expects it to get old after awhile. The landlady seems nice enough, and the apart- excuse me... flat... was cozy. Gosh-darned British lingo... That was one thing Lizzie isn't quite sure about. Teapot, kettle, what was the difference really?
Anyways, her assumptions are evaporated very quickly. One day after her move-in and a near heart-attack later, Sherlock Holmes enters her life with a bang. Literally. No, seriously, he was shooting a gun at his wall.
...She also met John Watson, but he's fairly normal...
Lizzie finds she doesn't like Sherlock very much. Sherlock finds the feeling mutual.
Of course there's also the ax-happy stalker...
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Takes place after Baskerville and before Reichenbach.
Sequel to- Darkness Follows... (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction)
Darcy Byrne, surprisingly intelligent and somewhat insecure, in the clutches of one Jim Moriarty. Was she working for him or not? Was the incident at the pool just a plot pieced together by Moriarty to get to Sherlock?
Now away from Baker Street, how will she cope? Without Sherlock, without John and living under the roof of a seemingly cold hearted dominatrix, who has her heart set on making a lady out of Darcy. A terrible decision really.
And when Moriarty is practically controlling everything, will any decision she makes make any difference at all?
Will she ever return to 221B Baker Street and assist in any of the cases yet to come? Or stay on the wrong side of the yellow tape indefinitely?
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Not completely edited yet.
Started- 2 March 2016
Finished- 9 September 2018