The Dragon's Companion

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I do not own BBC Sherlock.

Notes:

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.

Chapter 12

As a dragon he didn't need much sleep unless he spent an in-ordinary amount of energy and while he was using more energy than normal by spending so much time in both mid-form and creature form he didn't need more than a couple hours of sleep each night. Even so, when he awoke he did not rise. No doubt Meliora would wake a few hours before their life-mates did and his Alpha would not be happy to find him gone. She was always so insistent that even if they didn't need the sleep it was their duty to the pack to watch over one another. Especially when their humans were asleep. His logical side wanted him to point out that neither John or Janine were in danger but in this instance his instincts agreed because he felt they were in danger even if he knew they weren't. So, he agreed to stay until the wolf woke up. Then she would keep an ear out for both humans until they woke up. Until she did though he had nothing else to do but ponder his relationship with John and his fear that one day his life-mate would leave him. If Mary hadn't turned out to be who she was he doubted John would have ever chosen him over her. And he couldn't blame him. John deserved better than someone like him. John would probably call him a drama queen again if he ever revealed that he would die if the man left him after they had properly mated. But it was not an exaggeration or a threat. Merely fact.

The sight of Mycroft standing in the entrance hall of the castle result in the discomfort of both Sherlock and Meliora.

"I'm sorry to have to cut this vacation short but Sherlock is needed."

Immediately the wolf's shackles rose and she snarled at the political dragon. "Why?"

Mycroft handed over a touch screen tablet. "It seems Sherlock isn't the only one who faked his own death."

All four of them tensed at the sight of the picture on the paused video.

Sherlock tapped it to play.

"Did you miss me? Did you miss me? Did you miss me? Did you miss me?"

He tapped it again to stop it, his features hardening.

"England needs you," Mycroft told him.

The wolf growled, "Well he's not doing it without us! And you better not fuck up again Mycroft! I'd rather we not have to clean up any of your mistakes this time!"

He didn't flinch but was aware his scent likely gave his inner reaction away.

"Sherlock?" John tried to get the consulting detective's attention.

"Does he know?" Was all Sherlock said as he glared at the video.

Mycroft shifted slightly. "We have no reason to suspect he does."

"But you don't know for sure." He would have to assume that Moriarty knew he was a dragon and thus knew the weaknesses that came with being one. He would not underestimate Moriarty.

"We're going to need to keep everyone safe." Meliora told Mycroft. "Mrs Hudson, Lestrade, Molly... They may not officially be part of my pack or your family but we cannot let them be put in danger. And your parents... Well, it's better safe than sorry."

He inclined his head in agreement. "Of course. I've been preparing a shelter for just such an occasion." At John's look, he added, "Really Doctor, with my brother gathering the interest of seemingly every dangerous criminal and political figure over the past few years I knew eventually he would be in need of some extra protection."

Sherlock shot him a glare. All Mycroft had to do to prevent this was make sure Moriarty had been dead! If he couldn't trust his brother with something as simple as determining whether a man was really dead or not then he had no use for him. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked over to see Meliora watching him.

"We'll finish it this time Dray. He won't get away this time."

The dragon relaxed slightly, offering her a slight smirk. "Are you offering to personally make sure he'd dead this time?"

She gave him a stern look, "I'm not offering. I'm telling you."

Mycroft cleared his throat. "I'm sending a car down to pick you all up this afternoon. Be sure to be ready by then."

"I'm always ready," Sherlock told his brother in a dismissive tone.

Later that afternoon the four of them stood in front of the castle. They knew none of them would see it again before Moriarty was dealt with.

Meli put on a brave face though and grinned at her dragon pack-mate, "Well Sherlock, let's go catch ourselves a criminal."

He had a small smirk as he stepped past her to enter the limo, "Yes, I'm sure your sniper skills will come in handy in this venture of ours."

Janine and John looked confused as the wolf's mouth fell open though a moment later she burst out laughing.

"Well I suppose Mary had her uses," she replied with a wicked grin as their humans' eyes widened in realization.

Sherlock chuckled. "You just couldn't stop yourself from convincing Mycroft to allow you to sharpen your skill."

John and Janine slid in and shut the door.

"Hey!" Green eyes sparkled as she shot him a playful glare. "As Alpha it is my responsibility-"

"Oh don't act like it was such a burden for you to bear."

"...speaking of burdens..."

The two human passengers laughed as their life-mates continued to bicker all the way back to Baker street because it meant that yes, even though there was now a genius psychopath on the loose, they still had one another to help carry the burden.

Moriarty hummed as he flipped back to the first page of the file which held a full-page photo of a woman with black hair and green eyes. "The dragon's companion," he mused with a laugh. "You're my golden ticket." Closing it revealed a singular name printed on the front.

Meliora

I have an idea for more. But I'm still brainstorming over certain details. I'll only start posting more if I finish. Otherwise I'll leave it ending here.