Cold Obsidian Eyes

by johnsarmylady

London, after Moriarty's attempt to take over the country, is left in the hands of ruthless and power hungry gangs. Sherlock Holmes, scientist, found himself kidnapped, rescued, and dragged into the fight by a stranger and his unusual band of followers. But Sherlock has a secret that could spell death for all of them. An AU told in 221B format. Rated M for later themes.

132. You Are

"I have a friend that works in theatrical make-up; she fitted me with vision blocking contacts, but not the usual white iris and pupil. She had them coloured to give the appearance of eyes damaged by violence." John explained.

"She did a convincing job."

"She had the opportunity to study the real thing."

Sherlock sniffed and sat up.

"And are you going to go back to being blind?"

"Not alone here with you, but out there?" John gestured vaguely at the window. "Until we get away from London to a place of safety it's the safest thing for us both."

"We?"

"What?"

"You said we." looking away Sherlock added "I wasn't sure you would want me around, not now that the mole in Scotland Yard and the Government ringmaster have been exposed and dealt with."

Cupping Sherlock's chin gently in his hand John turned him back so that they could look at each other.

"Even if you hadn't been instrumental in cracking the riddle of the drug shipments, having got you away from Barrymore's clutches I wasn't going to let you go."

Shining grey eyes widened.

"Every time you spoke I fell harder for you, and that first night, as you slept, I risked everything to sneak down to your room to look at you." John sighed, adding "You are beautiful."