Sherlock looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "How long since the change?" he asked standing rigidly. "Since we entered this room, I'm not good at imitating Ella, I'm surprised you didn't all me out" she said circling him with the riding crop in hand. "How many others?" he asked her, she laughed idly and cracked the whip down on his back playfully. "I can't tell you that. You said Ella was interesting, I wouldn't want to ruin the fun for you" she said walking around him to face him.
"You deduced Ella before, now, Cheekbones, deduce me" she said peeling off her bloody gloves and standing back. He looked at her, studied her rather, for a few minutes. "Your exactly the sa-" he paused as she smiled. "Wait, your eyes are different, the same; but-I don't underst-" she cut him off. "I'm Color" she said sticking out her hand. "I'm the more psychotic one" she smiled. "Have a nice day, Cheekbones" she said walking towards the door.
"Your eyes, your pupils are dilated, suggesting pain. Your hair is seemingly more messy than before, and you walk with more confidence, little things, things that I could barely recognize" he sneered. "What, you've been beaten before; by a Miss Irene Adler, I believe" she smiled at him. "Oh, and Cheekbones; your going to have to catch me" she said looking ahead closing her eyes and holding her arms out to her sides.
She started falling.
Sherlock raced to the door and caught her as she fell, the minute she hit his arms; her eyes flashed open, and she sucked in a deep breath and coughed as she fished through her pockets to find the bottle of pills. Sherlock helped her sit up as she shakily opened up the pill bottle and popped two pills in her mouth. John and Molly burst through the door, only to find Sherlock supporting an obviously distressed Ella.
"Ella!" Molly cried getting on the floor with her, taking the pill bottle from her and putting them back in her pocket, and taking Ella from Sherlock. "Sherlock, what did you do!?" John nearly shouted. "It's okay" Ella breathed, "I forgot to take my pill, that's all; it was an asthma attack, I'm fine now" Ella reassured John, she looked at Sherlock. "We were just talking and I suddenly collapsed, isn't that right?" she nudged, a glint in her eyes. Sherlock looked at her funny; "we where discussing your mu-yes, that's the general gist of the incident" he said suddenly as Ella leaned on his hand with her knuckles, shifting her weight onto them.
Molly helped her up, "are you alright dear? I think you should take the day off" Molly said sweeping Ella's hair out of her face; "I'll see you tonight" Molly prompted, making Ella smile; and remember that she had to go out and buy a dress. "Tonight? W-what's going on tonight?" John asked Molly as Ella left the room. "Oh, a bunch of us are going out for drinks later tonight, you both are welcome to come" she said looking nervously at Sherlock. Sherlock started to protest but John cut him off; "who else is coming?" he asked her, she counted off on her fingers. "Me, Ella, Sally, Anderson, Lestrade.." she trailed off. John smiled and patted Sherlock on the back. "We'd love to go, wouldn't we?" John nudged Sherlock, who smiled bitterly.
Sorry the chapters are so short! I have to work on the stories between home school subjects, but they will get longer, especially next chapter! I'm really excited about next chapter; the plot thickens!