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"England? The last time it needed me was..."
"... Because of Moriarty" Mycroft Holmes interrupted his brother.
"That's ridiculously impossible!" Sherlock Holmes exclaimed, looking at the screen where his archenemy was saying over and over again 'Did you miss me?'
Mycroft Holmes sighed, trying to be quiet because inside, he was terrified.
"He shot himself in front of me".
"Well, that is exactly the fact I wanted to remind you, brother dear. What did you see?"
"Guys, what if we enter to the limo?" Mary Watson asked with the sweetest voice she could do in that situation. "Remember we keep on at the Airport".
Both Holmes looked at the pregnant woman and nodded, agreed with her. Once the Holmes brothers did what Mary gently asked, she took John Watson's hand.
"How was I?"
"You were very good, dear. But don't count your chickens. This is just the prelude" John said in a sigh.
"I already said it; James Moriarty's suicide happened in my presence, I saw it as clear as water" said Sherlock while they were on the way to the city.
"Are you sure?" Mycroft asked with a wry smile.
"What kind of question is that?"
"The kind of question you need to answer to England and with no mistakes" the older Holmes said, tensing his hands on the leather seat.
"Oh, yes!" Sherlock said with a sarcastic smile. "I forgot you are England".
"Sherlock!"
"Oh, both of you calm down!" John finally said. "We need to be focused, not fighting. You need to understand that Moriarty is back, and with no doubt I say, stronger than ever. So, Mycroft. Sherlock knows what he saw; he said everything, that's it".
Sherlock smiled to his friend.
"Oh, no, don't smile. I've not finished yet. You mister 'Not dead', you will figure out how he faked his death. You are very good with that subject and mystery; now the biggest mystery of all is on your hands and you can't pass it to someone else".
"But..."
"No. The game is never over, you were right. Now, make your move, because he has started!"
The Holmes brothers looked at John Watson a little bit upset, but they were agreed.
Everything John said was holy truth.
"I'll be in touch" Mycroft said when the Watson couple and the younger Holmes were leaving the car.
"Of course you will" Sherlock sighed before close the car's door.
"Mrs. Hudson will be surprised to see you" John said once Mycroft left. Mary smiled.
"No. She will be delighted" Sherlock smiled.
Sherlock opened the 221B's door and, as he said, Mrs. Hudson laughed of joy when she saw him.
"Oh, Sherlock! I can't believe you are back!" she said, close to cry.
"Mrs. Hudson, don't cry. I was gone for an hour".
"An eternal hour, it was so awful".
John and Mary were smiling. They were extremely happy because their friend didn't leave the country. They were relieved because he didn't leave their lives.
"I thought I would never see you again".
"But here I am. It is okay" he hugged her.
"Did you see the news?"
"That's the reason why I am back, Mrs. Hudson. And, in some way, I'm glad he did" Sherlock said, looking at the Watsons. Mary had to dry a tear.
"Oh, and thanks to the Lord you came earlier. You have a client".
"A client?" John and Sherlock said at the same time.
"Yes, she said she needed to talk to Sherlock and only with him, and that she wouldn't leave until see him. I tried to explain her that he was on a long trip, but she didn't listen. She arrived ten minutes ago".
Sherlock was listening carefully to Mrs. Hudson. A few seconds of silence later, he gasped.
"Mrs. Hudson. Is the woman that stayed here a few years ago?" John asked. Sherlock knew John was thinking in The Woman.
"No, dear. I have never seen this girl before".
"Sherlock, are you alright?" Mary asked, concerned about Sherlock because he was in trance.
He started to up the stairs slowly and with the same expression.
"What about the luggage?" Mrs. Hudson said.
"We'll take them to the flat as soon as possible, Mrs. Hudson. But now I think we have to be with him" Mary said. John was behind Sherlock.
Sherlock stopped in front of the room's door. He was hesitant. Then, he finally opened the door. John and Mary, when she could get them, were in silence.
"Who is she?" John asked, couldn't be quiet. Mary pinched him.
Sherlock didn't answer.
Mary and John looked at the young woman who was sat on the "client's chair" with her legs crossed and holding her hands.
"Hola, Sherlock" she said with a smile.
Mary froze. John frowned. Sherlock smiled.
"Hola" he answered. John looked at him surprised. Mary was still petrified while was looking at the girl.
"I'm sorry I didn't call. But I had a hunch that someone was tracking my calls" the woman said with a very good English.
The girl noticed Mary, and gasped. It was Sherlock's turn to frown.
"Do you know each other?" Sherlock asked looking at both.
"No" both women said.
Sherlock didn't give to it much importance. He was happy.
"Sherlock, are you sure she is...?"
"Of course she is of trust".
"When and where did you meet?"
"Is it that important now?"
"Yes, I'll call Scotland Yard and I'll ask them to investigate who is she" John said, upset because his wife acted weird on her presence and because he didn't know anything about that girl.
"You do it and she dies. And you'll pay for it" Sherlock said with a sinister voice.
"Fine" John said, trying to sound 'not offended'. "So tell me who is she".
"I think it's not that hard to say 'a friend' or 'an acquaintance of mine', Sherlock".
"Yes, you are right. She already said it".
"It's not enough" John said seriously.
"John, please stop it" Mary said, back to the game.
"Well, John. The only thing I'll say is that she is someone I really care. That's enough for now".
Sherlock walked to the mysterious woman. She rose and he hugged her with such tenderness.
"You know I wouldn't come if..."
"Shhh... I know. Don't cry. You are safe now" Sherlock whispered, kissing her head. "Explain to me, what happened?"
"He found me".
Hello girls! I finally decided to write a long story about Sherlock. Maybe you don't like the idea of an OC for the consulting detective, but I promise it won't disappoint you...
... I didn't with this first chapter, did I?
Please forgive me if there's any grammar mistake. English is not my native language, I'm improving it. And forgive me too if it wasn't of your liking.
By the way, some chapters are done (I'm in the fourth so far) but I'll try to upload them once per week (and I will really try to not let it become into a month... or months), because I'm getting close to the university and I have no idea of what is coming. That's why I wrote like a madwoman for many days to have some chapters ready for you.
And please, let me know what you think about this fic. It is just the beginning, great things will happen!
I hope you've liked it!