Mary looked between John and Sherlock nervously.
"It's funny really, they called me the cliche one, but as it turns out, you aren't human" John stated, looking away from his wife to glare at Sherlock. "And you knew about it"
Sherlock went to reply, but Sophia stood on his foot and the Hunter fell silent.
"Wait a minute, did you know about this Sophia?" Sophia nodded an answer to John's question.
"Before you go mad at me, let me explain" she told him. A crystal appeared in her hand and she threw it to him, John caught it and looked into it, watching the scene play.
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"You can get rid of the spell now Mary, they're all gone" Sophia said as the front door shut behind Sherlock, John and Eve. Mary looked to Sophia with a frown.
"What do you mean?" Mary questioned and Sophia rolled her eyes.
"Come on Mary, it's obvious" Mary didn't break the silence of the pause, so Sophia continued. "The perfume you wear, sweet enough to disguise your true scent. John must have smelled enough of it to just associate it with you, not looking any further and trying to analyse it. You do realise that the moment he smells someone else wearing that perfume he'll work out that there's something different about you"
Mary looked to the werewolf with a hint of fear in her eyes.
"And what do you think I am? If I'm not normal?"
"You're Fae Mary, like the royalty of the Underground" Mary scowled in response to Sophia's statement.
"Oh, and don't think about trying to kill me, I've got a lot more tricks up my sleeves than you think" Sophia added, as an afterthought.
"What makes you think that I would try to kill you?"
"Oh please, drop the act. Fae remain in the Underground unless they don't have a choice. What did you do? Interfere with court proceedings or something like that? No, something a lot more serious, who did you try and kill?"
"I won't tell you what I did, I don't want to mention it. And I warn you, whether John is protective over you or not, I will kill you if you tell anyone."
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"Kinda didn't have a choice" Sophia muttered as the crystal vanished in John's hand. John's open hand became a fist and he stormed out of the flat, everyone cringed as the front door slammed behind him.
"He took that better than I thought he would" Eve said from the kitchen.
"Much" Sherlock agreed.