Summary: Sherlock's 16-year old daughter had fallen in love – with his archenemy?!
Note from me: I just imagined what would be if Holmes had a daughter – and to make things worse – A daughter who loved Moriarty. I know – strange – But I love strange ideas! The story takes place after the 3rd Episode of Season 1! I first intended to just do a little talk from daughter to father and Holmes reaction to the news – but then I thought – well, how about a whole story?
Also it's my first English fan-fiction – I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: The original Sherlock Holmes and the TV-series SHERLOCK are not mine! I'm not making any profit with this! The only character that belongs to me is Elisabeth Caren Holmes!
Prologue – I think I'm in love
"Dad – I think I'm in love" The sweet voice of his sixteen year old daughter made Holmes drop his fragile sample of one-hundred year old blood. He starred at her in disbelieve. "What?" Sherlock's voice sounded surprised – nearly shocked. "I think I'm in love," the girl repeated while she read the newspaper. Sherlock swallowed hard. He had thought that it would never happen – that his daughter would be just like him – not like her mother. It took him awhile until he could speak again. "Oh – Is the boy in your class?" Holmes' voice was higher than normally. The girl shook her head – blushing. "No – but you kind of know him – He's around your age and-" Sherlock raised a hand. "Just a second – He is around my age? Oh god Elise is it Lestrade or John – Oh god" Sherlock's voice had a touch of panic. His brain was working in top speed – how could his daughter – his offspring – be in love with a man around his age? How could she do that to him? Elise shook her head. "No – not that old," she murmured while she hid her face behind the newspaper. "Not someone on our side" Sherlock's head turned to her – starring at her in disbelieve again. That couldn't be. "Don't tell me – no Elise! Just – no! Don't tell me," he stuttered – not finishing any of his sentences. Elise put the newspaper down – her face all red. She looked at her father with a small smile on her face. "But Dad – It's not my fault that I think he is cute" Sherlock shook his head and turned to his experiment. His body trembled due to his anger. "Elisabeth Caren Holmes! How can you be in love with a criminal – with Moriarty – You know that he tried to kill me!"Sherlock shook his head again – again and again. No – She couldn't do that to him – a criminal mastermind – He had raised her different! In this moment he wished her to be in love with John – or Lestrade – Everyone but Moriarty.
"But Dad! It's not my vault that I'm in love with him," she said while her voice nearly gave up. She tried to calm her dad but he turned his head to her – again. "Elisabeth," he began and she knew he was angry – very angry. "You have never seen Moriarty – how do you even know him! I only told you about him once – Are you sure it's not Lestrade?" Elise made a choking noise. "Dad," Elise cried out. She made an ugly noise – it sounded like a 'uargh' or something like that. "Of course I saw Jim once – I brought you lunch! And stop with Uncle Lestrade! Thats disgusting"
And that was the time when Holmes shouted at his daughter – the first time in her life.