When Anna woke up she felt a something wrapped around her. She turned her head and again was met by Sherlock. She felt strangely calm and excited at the same time. Then she remembered last night. Anna turned to the clock and noticed it said 6am she sighed and turned to her phone and noticed a voice mail.
"Hi Miss Fisher this is DI Lestrade, you must be asleep. I just phoned to say you are off for the next two days. No argument about it."
Anna laid her head back down only to feel a hand on her head. She turned and looked into Sherlock's eyes her deep blue ones met his light ones.
"Looks like you were given time off a couple of days" Sherlock spoke
"Yes I have. Why are you laying in my bed?"
"I want my violin"
"Well I'm going back to bed"
"You're in bed"
"Yes with an annoying man, I'm going back to sleep"
"Fine then I'll wait here" Sherlock said
"Nope" Anna said as she pushed him off her bed Sherlock watched her she had a small smile Sherlock grabbed her foot and dragged her down onto the floor Anna let a little gasp before rolling off and kneeled on the floor her hair in her face.
"No need for that" Anna spoke.
"Give back my violin"
"You're a detective. Find it"
Anna got back up and walked back to her bed before lying back on her bed pulling the covers over her head.
"Think about it Sherlock. I walked from the lounge to here. You should have found it be now"
"There are two places most likely, but you're a lot smarter then that, then again not smarter than me so I'll say shelf by your room"
"Hmm"
"Or under your bed"
"Which are you going to pick"
Sherlock got up and walked to the door opened it and looked to the shelf where he found his violin and bow lying neatly beside it. When Sherlock looked back into the room Anna was fast asleep Sherlock shook his head and walked back to the lounge.
John walked into the flat to see Sherlock laying on the sofa smoking. John sighed then turned and walked into the kitchen already making the tea for him and Sherlock. Anna walked in and smiled at John before walking to the stairs.
"If you're going out get milk" Sherlock said from his place on the sofa.
"Get it yourself, I'm not your maid" Anna said firmly
"I'm not heading out, you are so while you are out you can go and get milk" Sherlock said back.
Anna just shook her head and walked outside. It was coming to end of April so hopefully the rain would let off it was drizzling when Anna left she was heading out just a walk needed to clear her head that and to get ready for her hit tonight.
Anna walked into central London and had a look round just having a shopping day. John texted to say Sherlock was in one of his moods and it was best to stay out for a bit longer, it was getting late Anna decide to walk home now not really caring if it was safe or not. As Anna was 10 minutes away from the flat her phone rang she didn't recognise the number.
"Hello" Anna said
"It's nice to speak to you again little Anna" A familiar Irish voice said
"What do you want Jim?" Anna said spinning around to see if he was nearby.
"Oh! You know what I want"
"No. I don't think I do" Anna said keeping her voice firm.
"But you do, little Anna. I want you to stop"
"It's my Job. As you know" Anna looked down and noticed the red dot on her chest.
"Now Anna, please do be careful" Moriarty chuckled.
"Let me guess, a message for Sherlock?" Anna asked
"Correct. Now listen carefully Anna. Tell him I'll get what he wants"
"Is that all?" Anna asked.
"Yes. Repeat what I said" his voice hard.
"I'll get what he wants" Anna repeated.
"Good girl I'll see soon my little Anna. Don't get burned" the line went dead and the red spot from her chest disappeared.
Anna ran the rest of the way didn't want a repeat of last time. She opened the door to 211b and walked in she was met by Sherlock holding up a gun. Sherlock lowered the gun when he saw Anna out of breath looking in shock.
"Sherlock" Anna spoke her breath ragged "Moriarty rang me"
Sherlock two big steps and put his hands on her shoulders and started to spin her around before guiding her over to the sofa and made sure she sat and he knelt in front of her make her eyes connect with his.
"Tell me what he said" Sherlock spoke firmly.
"I'll get what he wants" Anna said Sherlock stood up and started to pace up and down.
"But … there isn't anything I want" Sherlock spoke already pacing
Anna left him too it and went into her room before she sat on the bed the last words ringing through her mind don't get burned what did that mean? it was something to her not Sherlock. The last line was for her.
After an hour of not being able to sleep she sat down at the living room table with her laptop out checking her e-mails. John walked in and noticed Sherlock looking to his skull holding it he thought they hid that really well.
"So you got a case then Sherlock?" John asked
"No Moriarty had a lovely chat with Anna" Sherlock said his eyes never leaving the skull.
"He did what? Anna are you alright?" John asked as he walked over to her.
"I'm fine John, just gave me a scare that's all" Anna said with a smile.
John went to bed; Anna had a hot chocolate and soon followed leaving Sherlock alone in the room. Anna soon found herself asleep but plunged into a nightmare she didn't want.
The night air was cool and calm, but soon it was filled with dark smoke crackling screams as people watched the fire spread more screams came from inside the house as a family was trapped with no way out. The fire was intense more it burned…
Anna sat up in bed her breathing ragged she switched on the lamp before laying back down trying to calm her breathing. After a while knowing she wasn't going to be sleeping any time soon, Anna headed out of her room and into the kitchen to get some ice cream.
"Nightmare" It wasn't a question it was a statement.
"Yes. How could you tell?"
"You breathing is still heavy, plus I heard you talk saying 'no, please'" Sherlock said leaning on the work top.
"Do you want a drink?" Anna asked.
"Coffee"
Anna made the drinks putting Sherlock's on the Coffee table before sitting crossed legged on the Arm chair wrapping her hands around her second mug of hot chocolate that night. Anna looked at Sherlock she guessed he went back into his mind place.
Sherlock opened his eyes and noticed the still form of Anna gently breathing informed Sherlock she had fallen asleep, he got up and he didn't know why but he placed a blanket over her and removed the mug in her hands.