Chapter 12

John and Sherlock were standing in the doorway, confused. John even rubbed his eyes, to make sure this wasn't a dream or he wasn't hallucinating.

Sherlock walked in and closed the door behind him. John sat in his chair, opposite of the blond in Sherlock's chair. He still couldn't believe it, who would? Sherlock could barely believe it himself. Until he started analyzing her features and deducing what kind of person she was.

John couldn't stop himself from being pissed, but who wouldn't be? your girlfriend has to leave, and then you get a note from her parents that she's dead, then she appears in your dorm room. yeah, he had a right to be pissed at Mary. "I loved you, and you made me believe that you were dead. Why? I don't care how, I want to know why?" John couldn't contain this question anymore.

She was at a loss for an answer that wouldn't make her sound crazy. She opened her mouth to tell the truth, but she then closed it and came to tears. She couldn't tell them without them not believing her. She bowed her head as tears hit the hands folded in her lap. John felt sorry for her, but not as much as he would if she hadn't faked her death. She still couldn't get words to come to her. she was also becoming breathless, from holding her breath.

Sherlock decided to take over this situation, "John?" John hummed he was listening to Sherlock, "Could you get milk? We're out. I'll talk to Mary for you. Please?" John gave in and stood from the chair he used as an excuse to stare at Mary with.

"I'll be back. Sherlock, don't make her more hurt than she already is." He nodded and left. While he was gone, Sherlock started thinking of ways to ask her what happened, without hurting her.

"Mary?" he asked softly. She nodded and sniffled as she listened for what he was to say next, "Could you please tell me what happened? I swear not to laugh, and I swear to believe you," he got down on his knees in front of her and grabbed her hands. John had taught him that if you make eye contact with the other person, they'll be more open, and they'll trust you more.

She finally let go of her breath and sucked in a longer breath, "Are you sure you'll believe me?" Sherlock nodded, he could believe anything, especially with his past.

So she told him. Everything. "I'm a Wolf, and I'm running from Vampyres." Sherlock's eyes widened, but he didn't say anything as she continued, "I had to get away from Moriarty," figures. "He's been hunting us down, and I've been trying to avoid him for so long." More tears came and she couldn't really say much more. And Sherlock didn't want to make her say anything more. "You don't believe me, do you?"

Sherlock shook his head, "No, I do. But I have nothing to do with it. Even though, and don't tell John this, but I am a Vampyre. But I drink animal blood, and every time John and I do something, I resist the urge to drink from him and it hurts, but him being there helps." Sherlock chuckled softly, "As a matter of fact, after the first time, I could barely breathe, he just has that effect on people. I don't know why his past is so dark. Do you?" Sherlock was way off topic, but this was John.

Mary's tears were gone and she was smiling, "This is John. He is an amazing person, and I honestly don't know why people hate him for it. Maybe it's because they're jealous that they can't be him?" she shrugged, and Sherlock took John's chair.

She looked up at him and her smile became bigger. "Perhaps. Do you still love him?" Sherlock had to ask.

She shook her head, "I don't know. I've had so much lately, that I might not have loved him in the first place. Honestly, I have no idea, " she really didn't. So now they both had no idea. John was so lovable, and he could love you without you telling him to. He was also attractive, which made him irresistible, at least Sherlock thought.

"I just don't get it, he so full of love and so lovable," Sherlock shook his head slowly, "I'll never understand the people of this world." Sherlock was admitting this to her, why? He had no idea.

"So, you won't try to kill me?" she asked, nervous now that she knew what he was.

Sherlock shook his head, "Why would I? I have no personal reason, so I have no reason. I don't get into politics," he waved his hand to dismiss its existence to him.

"Even if I'm the most wanted? For murder?" Sherlock perked up and stared at her. Murder?! Ooh!.

"Tell me more," he smiled. She laughed and considered this.

She nodded, "Well, this Vamp tried to rape me, and I killed him. They said it was unjustified, but it was an accident. I swear, I pushed him and he fell, that wasn't my fault." Sherlock sat back in John's chair and posed the way he always does when thinking: as if he was praying, but we all know he isn't.

"How did he fall? Were you on a building?" he asked. She nodded, "Why?"

She explained, "I ran up to my apartment, but he followed me, so I ran up the stairs to the roof, where he still followed. So when he tried to grab me again, I pushed him off and over the edge he went. The court is trying to say I did it on purpose. I didn't," she looked Sherlock in the eyes, and this told him she had nothing to hide.

"So, he tried to rape you, and you accidently killed him?" Sherlock asked, to get things straight, and for her to admit it. She nodded, "Did you know him?" she nodded and was going to say how when Sherlock already knew, "Ex boyfriend?" she bowed her head and nodded, "Drunk?" she nodded again. "Then, there's no court case. Why do they care? They usually don't," he tried to reason with their choices.

She looked back up, "This is a time of war, and everyone is getting emotional. The woman who saw it, said I did it on purpose, 'from what she could see'. Bullshit! It was a fucking accident!" she stood and yelled at Sherlock, or so it seemed, but really she was yelling at who she wanted to.

"I believe you, I just wish they did." That was when John walked in and put way the milk he had bought. Sherlock looked at him and smiled. John's smile reflected Sherlock's. he smiled at Mary, who smiled at her recent ex, who she wished wasn't.

"So, can you tell me why?"John asked. Mary looked at Sherlock and he shrugged.

She looked to John, "You wouldn't believe me. but-" she looked to Sherlock again, "I'm running from the Vampyre Court."

John's eyes widened, "What did you do?" WHAT?! Wait, he's…? No! "I'm a…" he sighed, "I'm Vampyre. I don't get into this kind of thing, but what did you do?" Sherlock was shocked, he thought John was innocent and human. Well, this explains why the relationship has been full of mutual lust.

"Supposedly, I murdered a Vampyre, and for a Wolf to do that, it means death. But I didn't," and she explained the story to John, and Sherlock listened for the second time. She finished with, "Do you believe me that it was an accident?"

John nodded, "Some of my kind can't control themselves," he faked a cough, "Sherlock." Sherlock looked at John in surprise, "Oh, yes. I know. Did you really think I wouldn't find out? It changes nothing, but still. Come on," he tilted his head and Sherlock nodded as a huge grin spread across his pale face, and his cheeks were tinted pink.

Mary spoke to break the silence, "Well, you two really are together, then?" they nodded, confused. "I thought John was straight?" she raised her eyebrows at John.

"I was, but. I don't know, Sherlock just changed everything I guess. I still feel attracted to women, but I love him. It's weird," he admitted.

Sherlock's pink turned red, "Yes, I turned him. Then again, I had no idea what I was. There was even a time I believed I was bisexual. Maybe I am, I don't know. All I know is that I love John," he made his red scarlet and John blushed as well.

Mary's smile went to an open mouthed, "Aaawww! You two are so cute!" John blushed even harder. Then she tilted her head at John, "Who was on top?" they looked t her, bewildered.

John cleared his throat, "Ummmmmm WHAAAAAA!"she looked at him, and she knew better. Sherlock smiled at John and he sighed, "No one. It's pretty even with that one. But Sherlock wants to try to dominate that, too. Like he does with every fucking thing else." They continued with this for some time…