Chapter 12: Unofficial Reasons
Nancy hadn't wanted that carriage ride to end and she was hoping it would continue back inside the house but Lestrade and his fantastic timing put hold to that, he has run out the door the second the carriage had pulled up and demanded Holmes' help, Nancy could have slapped him. She lay in bed listening for any sound that would indicate Holmes' return but sleep took her before she heard anything. When she woke up the sun wasn't streaming through her window as it usually did the room was slightly darker, she rolled over and saw a figure standing with their back to her looking out of the window, she sat bolt upright in bed, her eyes still trying to focus, when the figure turned around she relaxed instantly at seeing it was Holmes standing at the window,
' I was going to wake you but you seemed so peaceful' he said smiling at her,
' How did you sleep sweet pea?' he was smiling wickedly at her, she rolled her eyes,
' You're never going to forget that are you?'
' I don't forget anything' he sat next to her on the bed and began kissing her neck gently, moving up towards her lips, his hands held her face as he did so, she melted into his arms, they stayed there kissing so long they lost track of time, they relaxed back on the bed he laid back one arm supporting his head the other around her, as she lay on her side next to him, her head resting on her shoulder,
' Isn't it nice when the house is quiet?' Holmes uttered, she could hear the smile in his tone and she couldn't help laughing, remembering all the gunshots and crashes from his room had woken her and kept the house buzzing with noise,
' So are you always so sneaky or was there a reason you've crept into my room?'
' One, yes I am quite sneaky and two I did not creep in here, the reason I am officially here is to invite you to the opera tonight, Watson thought you might enjoy it and Mary got four tickets from her employer as a gift'
' I'd love to…so if that's the official reason for your visit what's the unofficial reason?'
' Well it's very important' he said as he pulled her up with his free arm so they were face to face, he moved his face closer to her until they're lips almost touched and breathily whispered,
' The unofficial reason would be…' he never finished his sentence.
Holmes waited patiently outside Nancy's door, he thought about Nancy constantly, no woman had ever had this kind of effect on him, he'd thought of her constantly since seeing her at the fight that night and yesterday in the coach he hadn't been able to stand the thought of not holding her, and he had to kiss her, he smiled at the thought of kissing her, he felt more alive when he was with her, his thoughts were broken by the sound of the door opening.
Nancy stood before him she looked beautiful her porcelain skin, her creamy honey hair was pinned up, she wore a tight black figure hugging dress, the corset gave her a perfect hourglass figure, her eyes sparkled at him and a small smile played on her lips,
' Will I do?' she teased playfully, he smiled,
' Almost but I think you're missing something?'
' What?' he walked behind her pulling a necklace from his pocket, it was beautiful a small round locket, engraved with a swirling design, she looked at it in the hallway mirror, as she stared he stayed behind her, his hands wound round her waist and he closed his eyes kissing her shoulder as he did, she raised an arm up and held his head there running her fingers through his hair. They broke apart at the sound of Mrs Hudson complaining about Lestrade hovering in her house constantly, they looked at each other smiling as she pulled on a long black coat, they walked downstairs side by side, Nancy was dying for him to hold her again.
They sat in their seats waiting for the opera to begin, Nancy had had a chance to talk to Mary on the journey, Watson was right she was lovely, Nancy was next to Mary and Holmes, Watson sat the other side of Mary, she and Holmes exchanged glances constantly, his hand brushed against hers between the seats and she felt his fingers intertwine with hers. The lights dimmed as the opera Ivanhoe began,
' You know there's an interesting love triangle in Ivanhoe?' Holmes whispered quickly kissing her jaw as he whispered,
' Oh really, do tell me more I know nothing about this opera' Mary turned whispering back kissing him back, before they could continue their game a scream erupted from the stage and several of the ballet dancers ran from backstage onto the stage and into the audience, screams of 'fire' could be heard, in seconds the entire audience was on their feet and running for the exits, but there was more to it even Nancy heard the screams of 'murder' coming from the performers who had joined the audience in running for the doors.
'Mary, Nancy you two stay here, don't move until we get back' Watson said as he and Holmes made to leave the box they were in, Holmes squeezed Nancy's hand as he left, she and Mary watched them leave, both now worried to be left alone, Nancy continued to watch the people run hoping to get a glimpse of Holmes, she turned to ask Mary a question but gasped in shock, he was there the man in black he was holding a cloth over Mary's mouth, Nancy could smell Chloroform coming from them, she had nowhere to run this time but before she could move his hand clamped over her mouth and she felt everything go hazy, and then everything was darkness.