A few months had past and I was now living with Sherlock and John in their spare bedroom. I was currently listening to Sherlock fight with some guy in the lounge room as I lay in bed. I sighed loudly as I heard the loud bangs from down stairs. It finally went quiet down stairs and I assumed Sherlock had won. I got up out of bed and walked down stairs in my boxers and loose t-shirt and of course my jacket. I found Sherlock sitting calming in the lounge room
'Morning' I state and he nodded in response.
'You are not going to ask the question are you?' I asked and he looked up at me in confusion
'About why I left' I explain and Sherlock frowned and went back to reading.
'I did it to save you, you idiot' I muttered quietly as I stood up and walked into the kitchen.
I turned around and found Sherlock standing only inches from me.
'Yes' I asked bored.
'What did you mean 'I did it to save you''He asked and I rolled my eyes
'It doesn't matter Sherlock' I stated going to turn around again but Sherlock lightly grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to face him. I stiffened at the touch and he quickly let go off me and stepped back.
'Why do you always wear a jacket now-a-days Tage' He asked, I sighed and closed my eyes.
'Don't do this Sherlock' I whispered, he stepped forward again
'You're more quiet than usual, I mean you were always quiet around others but you're even quiet around me too' He whispered, stepping closer
'Sherlock' I whispered again
'You don't laugh anymore, well, you do but you don't make noise. I use to like your laugh Tage' He commented again.
'Sherlock' I said more firmly this time.
'Normally, I observe all these things one other people and know the reason why. But with you, it's blank. I have nothing' Sherlock said stepping back frowning
'It infuriating' He said angrily.
'What happened to you?" He cried out and I turned around so my back was too him.
'Why did you come back?' He asked softly
'Alison Baker' I said but before he could ask any more questions, John came in
'I didn't get the shopping' John called out interrupting our little conversation which I was thrilled about
'What, why not?' Sherlock asked, giving me a clear look that meant this conversation wasn't over. I rolled my eyes at him.
'Because I had a row with a chip and PIN machine' John explained angrily
'You have a row with a machine?' I asked amused
'Sort of, it sat there and I shouted abuse at it, have you got cash?' John asked both Sherlock and I. I shook my head
'Take my card' Sherlock said
'You could always go yourself, you know, you've been sitting there all morning, you've not even moved since I left' John said annoyed. I looked over at Sherlock, whose eyes connected with mine and we shared a knowing smile
'And what happened about that case you were offered – the Jaria diamond?' John asked
'Not interested' Sherlock said, I nodded towards the sword at his feet which he quickly hid.
'I sent them a message' He explained
John got the wallet and left quickly. I quietly started to make my way up stairs trying not to gain Sherlock's attention when suddenly Sherlock grabbed my shoulder and turned me to face him. Once again I stiffened and he withdrew his hand.
'Hi' I said smiling sweetly but Sherlock wasn't smiling at me. He was staring at me with searching eyes. So I thought of the only thing that would distract him, it was a cheap shot but I was desperate
'So what is Moriarty?' I asked weakly and Sherlock walked into the other room and started passing
'A person, a 'fan' of mine' Sherlock answered
'So you know nothing else?" I asked, feeling guilty because I knew more about the man then Sherlock did
'No and it is infuriating' Sherlock cried out and then sunk into the lounge chair.
'Maybe it is a good thing Sherlock' I said trying to cheer him up.
'When is not knowing things better then knowing things Tage?' He asked stressed and I sighed
'Trust me Sherlock, there are some things that are better left unknown' I whispered before turning to walk off, I felt a hand on my wrist. I flinched and turned back around
'Yes' I asked as Sherlock narrowed his eyes when I flinched
'You are ok aren't you Tage?' He asked concern in his eyes. I smiled weakly and kissed his cheek
'Of course Sherlock' I whispered before walked back up the stairs and into my room.
Time passed by and then I heard John returning so I made my way down stairs again to find Sherlock in the same place I left him except he had a lap top in front of him
'Don't worry about me, I can manage' John said in a strained voice. I smiled and walked over taking some of his bags.
'Is that my computer?' John asked
'Of course' Sherlock replied as if it was obvious
'What?' John asked
'Mine was in the bedroom and Tage wouldn't reply when I shout for her' He replied and I just shrugged
'What? And you couldn't be bothered getting up? Its password protected' John said angrily
'In a manner of speaking, took me less than a minute to guess yours, not exactly Fort Knox' Sherlock stated, his eyes never leaving the screen
'Right, Thank you' John said pissed off as he went and grabbed the laptop off him.
'Need to get a job' John sighed after reading a few letters
'Dull' Sherlock replied and I rolled my eyes at him.
'I need to go to the bank' Sherlock stated getting up and then look at me.
'Get dress Tage' He ordered and I raised my eyebrows at him. He looked at me and his eyes softened which was his ways of saying please. I sighed and quickly got up stairs and changed into black jeans and a red t-shirt. I put my jacket back on and walked back down stairs. Sherlock nodded at me and we took off with John behind us.
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