The golden wolf stared at the smaller bronze wolf curled up on Sophia's pillow. He snarled at it and it sat up, diving under the duvet as it saw the gold wolf. Sherlock heard the noise and walked into the room, Eve not far behind.
"It's alright John, she's not dangerous, not to us anyway" Sherlock told him and the golden wolf looked up at him. The bronze wolf stuck her head out from under the duvet and Eve's jaw dropped open.
"No way" she muttered when she regained the ability to speak. The bronze wolf nodded and shook the covers off, lying on the bed with her snout rested in her paws.
"That's why you left her behind" John asked. Sherlock frowned at the doctor that was now standing against the door, once again human and dressed in his usual jumper and jeans, realising they hadn't even seen him move. Sherlock nodded and John stepped into the room.
The werewolf perched on the edge of Sophia's bed and she sat beside him, curling her tail around his arm and putting her head on his knee, making Eve's jaw drop again.
"So that's all she has to do and she's forgiven or hiding that big a secret?!" Eve questioned an John nodded, patting Sophia's head.
"I can guess why she didn't want me to know, she didn't want me trying to help her through it" Sophia nodded and John smirked to her.
"Fair enough Soph, fair enough" he said. Eve turned and walked back to her own room, Sherlock watching her go before turning back to John.
"How long have you known Sherlock?" the werewolf questioned. Sherlock started to speak, but they looked towards the door, the location of the scratching sound that had just started.
Sherlock heard the lock on the front door being picked and the footsteps moving toward the open door of 221C, then all sound ceasing. The bronze wolf jumped out of bed and toward the sound, knocking the vampire to the ground just as it was leaving Eve's room.
The vampire turned over, throwing Sophia off, picking her up again as he got to his feet and throwing her against her bedroom door. The bronze wolf stood up as it hit the floor and launched itself at the vampire again, but by the time she crossed the distance the vampire was already gone.
Sophia limped into Eve's room to find Sherlock glaring at the window of the flat, the four small squares of light illuminating the small smiley face drawn on the window in blood.
"Moriarty" he snarled as he stalked towards the door of the flat, only for John to stop him.
"No Sherlock, if you're right and he's just turned her, it's better that you keep an eye on her than me"
"I won't be long, I'll be back before she wakes up" Sherlock told the werewolf as he continued out of the door. John shook his head as the Hunter walked towards Moriarty's secret bunker, looking back to the injured bronze wolf sitting on Eve's bed.
"Come here Soph, let me look at you, then we can keep an eye on miss vampire-to-be" he told the wolf as he sat on the sofa. Sophia walked over and jumped onto the coffee table, looking to John with a raised eyebrow and he chuckled.
"It's definitely you Soph, you don't need to prove it anymore" he told her and she grinned.
Two hours later Sherlock returned, covered in dust and speckled with paint. John listened as the Hunter walked upstairs and dropped his coat and scarf on the sofa, then walked back down the stairs and into 221C, finally settling in the swivel chair in Eve's room.
"I made it back in time" Sherlock stated, looking to the werewolf standing in the doorway of Eve's room.
"I never doubted that you would. You've revealed Moriarty's lair to the world then?" the werewolf questioned and the Hunter nodded.
"You're standing by the door so you can disappear when she wakes up if you need to?" Sherlock questioned, turning his attention to Eve as John 'hmm'ed his answer.
Sherlock closed his eyes and listened to Eve's feeble heartbeat, pushing the vampire blood around her system and changing her, realising there was only one extra heartbeat besides his own in the building.
"Sophia is with the Goblin Queen at Scotland Yard, they're explaining what's happened and making Eve a daylight ring. Their friend Charlotte is on her way because they've taken a filming break, so she can teach Eve control while she's here" John explained, seeing Sherlock's frown and raised eyebrows.
The Hunter nodded, looking to Eve as she sat up with a gasp. John walked out of the room and went to answer the door as he heard the knocking, leading Charlotte upstairs while Eve and Sherlock talked.
Two hours later, Eve sat on the sofa draining a blood bag, Charlotte sitting in Eve's usual seat and watching with a smirk. John had gone to Scotland Yard to keep an eye on Sophia, also keeping him away from Eve.
Sherlock looked away from Eve as Charlotte handed him a blood bag.
"She isn't scared of you now, she's like me. If anything I can help you stop ripping everyone's throat out after you get fresh blood, a fictional ripper is enough to deal with" she answered to his questioningly raised eyebrow. Eve looked up from her meal and nodded to him as he took the bag from Charlotte.
John and Sophia returned an hour later to find the three vampires laughing, five empty blood bags on the table.
"Are they...drunk?" Sophia questioned, watching from the doorway.
"On blood, by the looks of it, yes" John replied, raising an eyebrow at Eve as she began poking Sherlock. This started a 'poke-war' that left Charlotte and Sophia in hysterics. John rolled his eyes and whistled, silencing everyone. The werewolf smirked as everyone turned to him, stunned.
"Are you finished now?" he asked and the three vampires nodded. John nodded and Sophia threw the small box to Eve, who opened it and grinned, pulling the ring out and slipping it onto her finger. She grinned over at Sophia, admiring the Celtic knot with the skull in the centre, Charlotte shooing Sherlock away to look at the daylight ring.
"I wish you'd picked mine out Soph" Charlotte grumbled, seeing the skull and looking to her own simple silver band with the lapis lazuli gemstone in the centre. Sophia chuckled and stood behind them, leaning over the back of the sofa. Sherlock and John got the hint and left the three teens alone to their conversations and confessions.