Luna POV
I have a very good memory, I can remember everything I have done in my life since the age of five, and yet walking down this road with John on one side of me and Sherlock on my other, I cannot remember when I had my arm back around Sherlock's elbow, I have to wonder when John might ask about this behaviour, surely he's seen me and Sherlock getting a little – alright a lot – closer then we were earlier in the day, I wonder when he might approach the subject, I wont lie to him but he knows I like to try and get him to realise on his own, work his brain some.
"Where are we going?" asks John, looking to Sherlock beside me, though I don't miss the seconds glance of my arm in Sherlock's,
"Northumberland Street's a five-minute walk from here" says Sherlock, us all in a nice walking pace,
"You think he's stupid enough to go there?" asks John,
"No – I think he's brilliant enough. I love the brilliant ones. They're always so desperate to get caught" says Sherlock, I smile at this in complete agreement,
"Why?" John asks, I restrain myself from rolling my eyes at this, he reminds me of Lestrade, the amount of times I had to hold back from
SHERLOCK: Appreciation! Applause! At long last the spotlight. That's the frailty of genius, John: it needs an audience" says Sherlock, and I can see John looking pointedly at Sherlock, yes of course Sherlock likes to be in the spotlight for his genius, he isn't the only one, it would be nice to be appreciated for your smarts after all and not looked at like a weirdo
"This is his hunting ground, right here in the heart of the city. Now that we know his victims were abducted, that changes everything. Because all of his victims disappeared from busy streets, crowded places, but nobody saw them go" says Sherlock, looking around the street, like myself, looking at everything, looking at any little thing anything that wouldn't normally stick out and things that do,
"Think! Who do we trust, even though we don't know them? Who passes unnoticed wherever they go? Who hunts in the middle of a crowd?" says Sherlock, I look in my mind, common sense who do we trust without knowing them?
"Dunno. Who?" asks John, looking to Sherlock in question,
"Haven't the faintest. Hungry?" he asks, looking at us, I nod in agreement, linking my free arm with John and we follow Sherlock to a small restaurant. Surprisingly the waiter at the door opens to door for Sherlock upon seeing him first, has Sherlock been here before? Must do due to the recognition that the waiter has for him,
"Thank you, Billy" Sherlock says, confirmation my suspicions, Sherlock takes his coat off, I do the same and follow him to a bench seat, well I say follow, he hasn't released my arm so didn't really have much choice in the matter, not that I'm complaining, wanting to be able to see the outside through the window this seating position makes it not too obvious to those outside that I'm looking, also means I can keep conversation with both Sherlock and John, who sits opposite us, his back to the window,
"Twenty-two Northumberland Street. Keep your eyes on it" says Sherlock, I look from him to John, also looking behind him at the building slightly,
"He isn't just gonna ring the doorbell, though, is he? He'd need to be mad." Says John, he's too used to the army being straight forward, not enough mind power in the army, is very different on the streets,
"He has killed four people" says Sherlock in answer to what John said, its all the answer he needs,
"... Okay" says John, letting it drop.
I hear someone walk over to us from behind, thankful I'm on the other side of Sherlock where my eyes find a gentlemen come over, very obviously pleased to see Sherlock,
"Sherlock. Anything on the menu, whatever you want, free. On the house, for you and for your date and friend, very nice eh!" but the mans words cause my eyes to widen slightly, my eyes looking to John who I see meets mine with surprise, I smile innocently,
"Do you want to eat?" asks Sherlock, looking to John then to me, I smile and nod slightly, taking a menu that he offers seeing a nice range of food choices,
"I'm not his date" says John, I giggle slightly, seeing a smirk play on Sherlock, me being able to hide behind the menu,
"No! I was talking about this beautiful woman, very pretty Sherlock. This man got me off a murder charge" says the man, I blush slightly at the compliment, not seeing the look Sherlock gives when he sees my blush,
"This is Angelo. Three years ago I successfully proved to Lestrade at the time of a particularly vicious triple murder that Angelo was in a completely different part of town, house-breaking" says Sherlock, Angelo shaking Johns hand and walks around and takes my hand and kisses it lightly I smile at him, he's nice, and I love the fact that Sherlock mentioned the house breaking,
"He cleared my name" Angelo says, smiling brightly at me then to John,
"I cleared it a bit. Anything happening opposite?" asks Sherlock, looking at Angelo in question,
"Nothing. But for this man, I'd have gone to prison" Angelo says smiling at me, I grin at him for this,
"You did go to prison," says Sherlock
"I'll get a candle for the table. It's more romantic" says Angelo, walking away
"You may as well eat. We might have a long wait" say Sherlock, I lay the menu down deciding on a Panini, seeing Angelo coming back with a lit tea light in a glass bowl, I incline for Angelo to come over,
"How…did you know?" I ask in hushed voice, asking him curiously, I didn't think that Sherlock or myself gave off the 'couples' look,
"Sherlock is smiling, not a lot as he doesn't normally but you can see the smile on him, and he looks very relaxed, yet I see him around you he is very protective, and he keeps looking at you when you don't notice" he says, that last part in a whisper, I look to Sherlock suddenly to see his eye was looking at me and suddenly looks away at being caught, I look down with a blush,
"Could I have the tuna Panini please" I say, finally looking up to Angelo, he smiles and nods, writing it down on a pad,
"Who is the other gentleman with you?" he asks,
"He's my brother, but I don't think he knows yet, though I believe he is suspicious" I say smirking, he smiles and laughs at this, then goes over to John to take his order then Angelo leaves after a while.
"Is there something you two want to tell me?" asks John suddenly, I look to him at this, seeing him looking from me to Sherlock and back, I look to Sherlock and he looks to me as well, should we tell him or let him figure it out further?
"John I realise that I should have talked to you about this soon, however I do also respect your sisters independence and if you had declined my request then I would not have had much put to further pursue. At seven o clock this evening I asked your sister Luna to be my girlfriend and she accepted" says Sherlock, I watch Sherlock say this to John and when he is finished I look to John to see his reaction, but all he seems to be doing is just staring at Sherlock, oh dear this hasn't gone well,
"John? Are you ok?" I ask, looking at him concerned,
"You two only just met" says John, still looking to Sherlock,
"Technically we met over half a year ago when Luna emailed me about my website and we had been in contact ever since, she knows quite a bit about me as I know quite a bit about her, it was complete chance that we met in person this morning and that she is moving in the basement apartment in our building. You will see that I care very deeply for your sister Luna, I can be very protective but that works out well as I would never let any harm come to Luna where I can help it. I enjoy our conversation as you will have noticed that we are alike in the way that our minds work. if you have any worries what so ever please do speak them, but you must accept that I have no intention of leaving her as I have become very attached to her and am getting very used to being her romantic partner and look forward to seeing how we fair in the future" says Sherlock, I smile at Sherlock though all this, my eyes looking to John after Sherlock has finished, seeing what his reaction to Sherlock's words, seeing that he does appear more relaxed in his posture, however his glance is still the same,
"Very well, I wont stop my sister from having happiness - wouldn't dare as I love her very much, and it is because of that that if you hurt her – ever I will hurt you" he says, I smile lightly at this, my protective older brother, wouldn't change him for the world,
"If there is a time where I do…hurt her john, I would ask that you keep that promise" says Sherlock, my eyes going to Sherlock, feeling rather touched that he would allow john to hurt him for hurting me.
"Here you go, Sherlock's lovely girlfriend a tuna Panini and for her brother the spaghetti please enjoy" says Angelo, I thank him and start eating, not realising until now how hungry I am, noticing that Sherlock didn't order anything but I'll just watch him just in case, I haven't seen him eat today which is admittedly worrying but I wont press unless I see something wrong.
"People don't have arch-enemies." Says John, I look up to John and then to Sherlock, seeing him take a second after looking outside like I was before to then look to John confused,
"I'm sorry?" he asks,
"In real life. There are no arch-enemies in real life. Doesn't happen" says John, looking at him curiously, but Sherlock just looks back out the window not seeming very interested, hmm so this arch enemy of his, he doesn't care for them but doesn't show concern either so he knows that this 'arch enemy' wont hurt him, other wise he would be a little more tense but he isn't, I'm still sticking with family and brother for this.
"Doesn't it? Sounds a bit dull" says Sherlock, I smirk at this, happily putting my fork and knife down picking up a crisp that Angelo had put beside it next to the lettuce and tomatoes that are already gone, I'm a sucker for tomatoes,
"So who did I meet?" asks John,
"What do real people have, then, in their 'real lives'?" asks Sherlock, obviously trying to dodge the subject, I can definitely deduct that he and his brother don't get along, especially with how Sherlock seems to almost viciously want to avoid the topic,
"Friends; people they know; people they like; people they don't like ... Girlfriends, boyfriends..." Johns eyes going between me and Sherlock, I roll my eyes at this, sipping some water that Angelo brought me earlier, I really do need to start drinking more water, especially with how much running I can guess we'll be doing in future,
"Yes, well, as I was saying – dull although the girlfriend part I can happily say is NOT dull," says Sherlock, his eyes I see glancing to me with a smile which I return, giving him a wink, our eyes going back to the window but I still can't see anything out of the ordinary happening out there,
"Look across the street. Taxi" says Sherlock, I frown looking where he says, I must admit that taxi has been there for a while, John turning to look as well,
"Stopped. Nobody getting in, and nobody getting out. Why a taxi? Oh, that's clever. Is it clever? Why is it clever?" says Sherlock,
"Goes un-noticed" I murmur, focusing more on the taxi and the man I can just about make out in the drivers seat
"That's him?" asks John, looking at the taxi confused,
"Don't stare" says Sherlock, though I look down, taking a drink, allowing Sherlock to keep watch, knowing it looks suspicious two people looking never mind three,
"You're staring," says John, I roll my eyes at this,
"We can't all stare" says Sherlock, getting to his feet now, grabbing his coat, I do the same, waiting for him to put his scarf on as well and both head out of the restaurant, though I quickly wave at Angelo which he returns, hearing John behind us.
I look to the taxi the man is by, seeing him look to the restaurant then to us, then hurriedly gets in the taxi, at this without even having to tell one another, the three of us run after him, but without looking which really we should have a car comes to our left at us, Sherlock I see sliding over the bonnet, whereas I jump on top of it, quickly jumping off the bonnet, following after Sherlock, knowing John is behind us, running a few yards up the road but having to stop, both of us realising that we cant catch up to the taxi like this, stopping, hearing John catch up and stop beside Sherlock
"I've got the cab number," says John, I nod at this, that may help for Lestrade,
"Good for you" Sherlock says, I look to him in time to see him raise his hands to either side his head, I frown at this, is he? No there is no way he do a mind map like me is he?
"Right turn, one way, road works, traffic lights, bus lane, pedestrian crossing, left turn only, traffic lights" says Sherlock, but I frown knowing that may be tricky with the traffic and speed the taxi is going, I look in time to see a man coming out of a building nearby, and thanks to my own mind map I know that will take us where Sherlock wants to go, quicker.
Quickly I grab his hand and hurry us to the man, I shove him out of the way before leading us into the building, hearing John apologising to the man, we race u the stairs and out to a metal spiral fire escape staircase leading to the roof. Me having to run quicker as Sherlock has longer legs and can practically take one step with every one of my three, hearing John not far behind us
"Come on, John" shouts Sherlock, us getting to the next metal staircase leading don the side of the building to another door one floor lower, running down the stairs and climbing onto the railing before leaping across the gap to the next building. Both me and Sherlock running across to the other side of the roof and leaping across to the next building at the same time.
"Come on, John. We're losing him!" shouts Sherlock, not hearing John for a little while, he better not have fallen or else I'll kick his ass.
Dropping down onto a walkway along the side of the building, the three of us run onwards, us galloping down another metal staircase, then run to a ledge and drop down into an alleyway before running onwards again. Sherlock leading John and I down the alleyway, knowing he knows where he is going following him easily, Sherlock turns the corner and races down the last part of the alley, me and John only just getting to him when he moans angrily, did we miss him?
But without breaking a stride, he races out of the end of the alley and turns right, with us following after him,
"This way" says Sherlock, me following after him, but hearing John going a wrong way,
"No, this way!" I shout, not wanting to break stride with Sherlock,
"Sorry" says John, following after us, running down the street, hopefully taking a shorter route than the taxi. We head down more alleyways and side streets towards the interception point in Wardour Street. But surprising me Sherlock races out of a side street and hurls himself into the path of the approaching cab, I squeal looking away not wanting to see him hit, but thankfully hearing the screeches of a car coming to a halt, but I heard him being hit by what I can only guess would be the bonnet.
I see Sherlock pull out an I.D. badge and flashes it at the driver as he runs to the right hand side of the cab.
"Police! Open her up!" he shouts, I keep to the pavement, catching my breath slowly, watching him and John converse with the driver and passenger but then walk away, crap how did we miss it, I walk over to them both hearing them talking
"Basically just a cab that happened to slow down" says John, I roll my eyes at this, my elbows at my hips, having my breath caught with me now thankfully,
"Basically" says Sherlock,
"Not the murderer" say John, looking to Sherlock in confirmation,
"Not the murderer, no" says Sherlock, I cross my arms at my chest not happy with him,
"Wrong country, good alibi" says John,
"As they go" says Sherlock, however I walk up to him, his eyes resting on me but then I slap him in the cheek, him looking at me alarmed and surprised afterwards,
"What was that for?" he asks, putting his hand on his cheek as if he didn't believe I just slapped him,
"I had better not see you EVER run in front of a taxi again Sherlock Holmes or else we are going to have serious problem in this relationship" I say, looking him in the eye, him looking at me in the eye as well.
"I apologise, I did not in fact mean to get hit but…I wasn't thinking and…being in a relationship is new to me, I didn't think what that would do to you and I am sorry. I will avoid getting hit by a vehicle at all times now, for you" he says, I restrain any tears from coming out and nod, but quickly walk over and hug him, feeling him instantly wrap his arms around me, breathing deeply to make sure I don't cry, I refuse to look like an emotional wreck when he is standing well in front of me – but he could have been seriously injured.
"Hey, where-where did you get this? Here." Says John, I come out of Sherlock's arms though he didn't seem to want to let go, leaving his arm around my shoulders but I look at what John is indicating to see a police ID, I look at it confused, to see the name on it, I look to Sherlock with raised eyebrows,
"Detective Inspector Lestrade?" I say, looking at him, a side-ways smile there, knowing he's been caught,
"Yeah. I pickpocket him when he's annoying. You can keep that one, I've got plenty at the flat." He says after handing it to John to look at, seeing him nodding and then suddenly giggling, I frown at him for this,
"What?" asks Sherlock,
"Nothing, just: 'Welcome to London.'" Says John, I laugh at this, hearing Sherlock also chucking, however when I look to see Sherlock I see him looking down the road, John also following our gazes, seeing a police officer who I can only presume has gone to investigate why the taxi stopped in the middle of the road, and I see the passenger pointing towards us, crap!
"Got your breath back?" asks Sherlock, slowly taking his arm from around my shoulders, knowing it will be difficult for us to run like that,
"Ready when you are" says John,
"Race you both home" I say, then quickly turning and legging it, hearing the other two running behind me, but I cant help the grin, I love this!
I look to my side seeing Sherlock who looks to me and smiling also, taking my hand and us running down the road with John on my other side. I love this job!
