The ride to the tramway felt like years, I bit my lip and rushed the driver to go faster. Sherlock just sat there looking out the window with his hand in front of his mouth. As we pulled over, I tossed a bit of money at the cabbie and charged in the direction towards the tunnel. I pulled my hair up as we walked into the tunnel, the voices of the kidnappers lingered in the air. The limelight from the barrel fire grew better as we approached the place where John was. That was when the conversation became very clear in context.
"I'M NOT SHERLOCK HOMLES!" John's voice echoed through the chamber.
"I don't believe you." A woman's voice responded.
"You really should though." Sherlock spoke up, dashing behind the large object in front of us.
"Sherlock Holmes is nothing like him. How would you describe me John?"
As Sherlock continued to blabber on about how amazing he is and how if General Shan were to shot a gun in here wouldn't be the best idea, I sneak up behind the guard as he approached Sherlock. Even though I was short, I right hooked then guard in the stomach knocking him to his knees then kicking his face into the ground, knocking him out. Sherlock mumbled on about the gun then proceeded to knock over one of the trash can. I dashed over to Sarah and began to untie the ropes holding her hands behind her back. Sarah panicked cries to be let free clouded my hearing causing me to forget what happened next until it was too late and a scarf was dropped around my neck. I stumbled up to my feet with my hands tugging on the fabric trying to get it away from my windpipe. Though the fabric grew tighter around my neck, making my vision go black. Just as I stumbled to the ground a loud whoosh noise flew past my ear and the fabric around my neck grew limp. As I stumbled away I saw my strangler lying on the ground with an arrow sticking out of his chest.
"Nice shot…John." I choked out rubbing my throat and walking over to Sarah, who was trying not to break down.
Sherlock untied John from his chair on the ground and I kneeled in front of Sarah trying to comfort her knowing she was in shock. John came over to try and help though I only shook my head at him, she need to be near a woman right now not a man. John's eyes were hurt as he watched Sarah break down so he tried some humor.
"I promise next time our second date won't be like this…"
Ten minutes later, John was comforting Sarah and the police have arrived to the crime scene, which left Sherlock and I off to the side watching over the process. As I leaned against the wall of the tunnel with Sherlock, he was analyzing me out of the corner of his eye and I knew exactly why.
"You are wondering how I knew about the books." I spoke up after a few minutes of silence
"You're not as much as an idiot as I thought you were, but yes. How did you know?" Sherlock responded turning to face me closing the small gap between us.
I smirked softly standing up straight bring my face just a few inches away from breath flew upon my face as he tried to deduce the thoughts written in my eyes.
"If I told you that Sherlock, it might just kill you and that is something that won't happen for a while." I whispered softly watching his face flicker slightly in confusion.
The look that flickered in his eyes was just what I didn't want him to think, I frowned softly and leaned back against the wall crossing my arms.
"Oh don't be ridiculous. I'm not him; if I were I won't have given you all those hints unless I wanted to be caught." I stated staring him down as he put his hands behind his back.
"Him? So it is a man, not surprised the chances of a woman are a very low percentage." Sherlock concluded.
I cursed myself about how stupid I was to even mention Moriarty as a 'him', it gave way to much away and put me at too much risk of being disposed. Sherlock smirked at the flicker of self-hatred in my eyes then leaned down and whispered into my ear.
"I'm not stupid Samantha, I can clearly see you are hiding the truth from me and I will find it out."
His words sank in slowly causing me to kick off the wall and push him away from me. He smirked softly knowing he had hit a pressure point and was going to eventually get me to crack, but that wasn't going to be today.
"Trust me Sherlock; you really don't want to find out." I claimed glancing at him over my shoulder.
Sherlock again tried to deduce me but before he could I turned and pulled Tony's phone out of my coat pocket and proceed to check my messages. Like I expected there were at least 5 messages from Tony wondering if I was alive or not. As I texted Tony back, I made my way to the street only to pass an alley on my left with a familiar shape against the one side of the alley way. I stopped and looked down the alley way, there sat the beautiful box shape. Tucking away my phone, I darted down the alley up to the box placing my hand softly on the door.
"Hello Beautiful." I mumbled softly, pulling out my key and sliding it softly into the lock.
It clicked loudly and turned with ease, I smiled softly pushing open the door and coming face to face with two new faces.
"Uhh Doctor? Who is she?" The boy spoke up after a few moments of silence between us; he must be Rory, Rory Williams.
"Who is- Sam?!" The Doctor questioned looking over from the other side of the console.
"Wait, how did she get in?" The girl with the red hair asked, clearly she was Amy, Amy Pond.
"I have a key." I answered her, pulling it of the lock and tucking it in my pocket.
The Doctor quickly walked over in his goofy way and closed the door behind me quickly pulling me to face him.
"Why are you here?" He questioned putting his hand on my shoulder turning me away from Amy and Rory.
"Why are you parked a few feet from Sherlock's last crime scene?" I asked looking at him.
"Sherlock Holmes? You know him?" The Doctor perked up.
"Yes he is my roommate, but that's not the point." I chuckled softly shaking my head.
The Doctor looked me over then turned on his heels brings me along with him.
As he let go of my shoulder he perked up an drubbed his hands together in his own little way then said,"Ok Everyone, This is Sam, an old friend. Sam, that's Amy and Rory. Play nice."