The Dragon's Companion

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Basically there are people who are creatures. They can look human but can make certain animal features of theirs appear/disappear at will to blend in with ordinary humans. There's prejudice between humans and creatures so they generally hide what they are.

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Chapter 6

One of the many advantages of Sherlock's dragon status being a secret was that no one really knew that when after being injured and he claimed it wasn't bad Sherlock was actually telling the truth. Any doctors who saw him were those either working for Mycroft or convinced to never reveal Sherlock's inhuman status. Well, the ones who were able to notice Sherlock wasn't human. The rest was an act by Sherlock himself. An act of being weak so that he would have an advantage. Really, the only reason he'd come so close to death was because of his depression. Why should he live? Even Meliora had found someone. Of course, then he had recalled that Mary was a threat, a danger to John. Not only John but probably Meliora too because the wolf would determinedly track down the person who had shot him. He had to warn them. He had to save John.

"-so it was all a lie?"

Sherlock frowned, forcing his eyes open at the sound of Janine's voice. "Meliora has not been lying about her feelings for you for some time."

Janine just gave the man a disbelieving, half amused look. "Oh really? What makes you say that?"

Green eyes widened in panic. "Sherlock, no. Don't-"

"She's imprinted on you."

The black-haired wolf groaned, slapping her forehead.

The human woman frowned, "Imprinted? What does that mean?"

Meliora's cheeks flushed slightly as her pack mate answered the inquiry.

"It means you're her life mate. You may be able to have a relationship with someone else but she won't be able to."

Janine blinked, stunned. She had known what life mates were. She didn't know how one was chosen but had looked up what it meant as soon as they had told her what Meli was. And of course, with that information she probably shouldn't have been so surprised. After all, it would explain why Sherl and Meliora had been rather light in their physical affection with one another though it was probably hidden by the fact neither were body shy. And a triad was probably against a creature's nature though she was unsure if having two mates was impossible or just rare. Still, the fact Meli was more affectionate with her than Sherlock was should've been an easily read sign.

The wolf's cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. "It's- I-"

"She dragged me to several stores to find the perfect engagement ring for you which indicates that she would marry you in the human way if same sex marriage was legal." Creatures didn't typically hold ceremonies like a wedding. They celebrated the union but the union itself was strictly between life mates. It was a very private affair but all creatures could sense when someone already claimed a life mate because as the term indicated, their kind mated for life. There was no fear of cheating unless a human was involved. They didn't cheat; were incapable of it. Humans on the other hand were very capable. It was one of the reasons why pairing with a human was looked on badly.

Meliora glared at the dragon.

Now Janine bit her lip, expression reflecting regret. She had thought it all a lie. That like with Sherlock, the affection Meli had shown had been an act.

Sherlock, of course noticed it immediately. "You sold it."

The wolf couldn't help the flash of hurt in her expression.

"I'm sorry," the human apologized. "I was a bit upset after John told me-"

"John," the black-haired creature snarled the name. That man was just oh so proud to hear Sherlock's relationship had been faked.

"Meliora," the consulting detective warned.

While she was still pissed off about the selfish man she pushed back her own furry. Only because she promised but also because there was someone else she could and would be taking her anger out on. It hadn't taken a genius to know who shot Sherlock. Especially since the dragon's first word upon waking had been the shooter's false name. Which was why she was insuring Sherlock wouldn't be alone in his hospital room. She'd even informed Mycroft of the situation who had advised her to keep silent until his brother could confirm the shooter. "Fine," she huffed. Before they could even bring up the subject Janine would have to leave the room. Her gaze softened as it landed on the woman. "Don't tell anyone it wasn't all fake."

Jan frowned, "Why?"

"I have a feeling I know who shot Sherlock and I don't want to chance them using you against me. It's best that you storm out as if you're upset with us."

She gave her a look. "I am upset with you two."

At that, Meli gave her a look.

Janine grinned, "Alright. Not as upset as I should be but still rather disappointed."

The wolf ducked her head in guilt. She hummed as she felt the human rub her head.

"But I understand and I forgive you." Then her expression turned slightly stern but more amused as she added, "But you and I are going to have a talk after all this is over."

She looked up with a wolfish grin and nodded.

Janine kissed her softly before spinning around and leaving the room. She held in her urge to giggle as she put up a front of being upset.

Sherlock stared at Meliora's back. "Having a life mate suits you."

She turned around to glare at him due to his tone of voice, "Oh shut up."

A small smile curved his lips but his eyes were soft with sadness.

The green-eyed wolf sighed and walked over to his hospital bed. "You won't lose me Dray." She reached for his hand. "I would never abandon you," she reassured him, squeezing his hand.

The smile disappear after a moment as he became more serious. "So you think you know who the shooter is."

Her expression saddened, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you but it might interest you to know the marriage is fake."

His eyes narrowed slightly. "That's why you've been spending time with Mycroft."

She nodded before whispering, "He's tried to ensure this room is secure but I think it best that we went somewhere else to talk."

Sherlock nodded once. Mary had threatened John. He couldn't afford to underestimate her. This was not a fight he could afford to lose.

As far as Mary knew Sherlock had escaped the hospital by himself and Meliora had been frustrated at the lack of a trail to follow so everyone was searching for the consulting detective separately. But she had to find him first.

John was surprised to find his chair back in 221B, seeing as it had disappeared some time after his wedding, and had automatically sat down.

Meliora was in the room as John thought out loud, trying to figure out why Sherlock left even though it should be fairly obvious.

Then his gaze landed on the perfume on the side table. Claire de la lune. He went silent, simply staring at the bottle before he slowly looked up at Meliora. This non human was staring at him with her usual level of dislike. No, this woman was watching him as if waiting for something. His eyes briefly flashed back to the perfume for a moment before he looked at her again. "Take me to him."

Her green eyes flickered to the bottle and back to John, obviously contemplating something. She was, in fact, wondering if he was starting to understand the gravity of the situation. "Do not fall behind," she quietly told him before swiftly exiting the room. She wouldn't run at full speed but they would still be running to their destination.

A block away from their destination Meliora slows to a slightly brisk walk. "I suppose it's because I don't understand how you could ever forget him."

"What are you going on about now?" John asked, a bit out of breath.

She stops and turns her head to look at him.

He pauses, curious because of the honest confusion in her gaze.

"There are two reasons why I don't like you John. The first is because I don't understand how you could move on so easily after you thought Sherlock was dead."

He freezes but doesn't shout or yell because for once, yes she's obviously frustrated but she's also not trying to pick a fight. He can see she's merely being honest; simply expressing her inability to understand him. John supposes she's the better person then because he hasn't cared to understand her at all. "It wasn't easy." He pauses. "And I never forgot him. I thought about him every day. I still think about him every day." To his surprise she gives him a smile. Half a smile really but a genuine smile nonetheless. Just as they're about to enter one of the houses he asks, "Wait, what was the second reason?"

To this she gave him a very unimpressed look as she answered in a flat tone. "You're an idiot."

John's mouth opened and closed a couple times, unsure if she was still being serious or if she was joking with him.

There will be some Johnlock teasing in the next chapter as well as John discovering that Sherlock is a dragon