The Cunning Identity Worker(SHERLOCK fanfiction) {FINISHED}

Irene Adler

She was put in prison and we hadn't heard anymore of her. Till today...

about 3 months later
Sherlock had gotten back into his odd, annoying self and hadn't kissed me in months. Speaking of Sherlock, he was sitting in his chair playing his violin. Which I loved, it was a tune... a tune for a person I could tell. I was tired and John had locked his room up since the incident with Sherlock shooting his walls...

"Sherlock I'm going to bed in your room." I told him getting up into his room
There laid a brown haired woman. She looked like Elsa.
Irene!
She wasn't awake apparently but John had told me the story of them. I did not want her around Sherlock. 
I changed in the corner of his room wearing his robe. She woke up.

"Ah, hello." she said looking me up and down
I looked at her oddly. Sherlock came in "Veronica, out please." he said to me.
I felt jealousy coming up. She was apparently gay as well...

I could hear her talking to him. "So Mr. Holmes long time no see. I noticed you have female partner?" she paused "She's gorgeous! I'm jealous." I made a face

"Irene, I think I know why your here sleeping in my bed. Your sister Elsa is gone am I right?" He asked
He knew alot about Elsa and never told me...
"Do you kiss her?" she asked and it had nothing to do with what Sherlock was asking.
"Elsa? where is she?" he asked "Is she disguised? She is isn't she!" he asked
"Mr. Holmes, I want to help you. But I want to know about your...girlfriend?" she asked him I looked through the crack of the door her touching his arm and I felt my blood boil.

I look at her opening the door. "well?" looking at him
"Yes. now tell me about Elsa." he said
"She's gone. Won't even tell me where she is... Elsa may be dead for all we know." Irene said looking at me and him

"Will she be with us for awhile?" I whisper to him
He nods. Kissing me cheek quickly following the other woman out. I already hated her, I know how John feels.

"The last text she sent me was about you both. She told me to keep her updated. So I made up lies about you both and she hasn't texted back in atleast a month." she said seriously but touching Sherlock's hand. I shot her a glare. She looked at me with a smile. "My sister, is a smart girl but she'd be able to get caught. Especially by Mr.Holmes and his faithful writer Veronica" Sherlock goes to the couch and lays in his normal position. 

I started to hate her more every move she made she flirted with him. I sat down on the couch next to Sherlock's bare feet.
Irene sat in my chair with the union flag pillow which John liked.

I tensed up at the way she sat batting her eyes making me look like... the nerd a modest nerd. In which I was, but I'm sure Sherlock's first kiss was with me. His pale pink lips and his curly dark brown locks in which I loved.

"Veronica, are you alright you seem alittle tense? Do I make you nervous." she asked pulling out her phone texting someone
I receive a text as she is texting.

Ms.Adler is help for you and my brother-MH
I don't reply to this text, he wasn't a very interesting man, he was quite rude and quite older than Sherlock and but more talkative to strangers.

"Problem?" Sherlock asks looking at me not Irene.
"Your brother texted me." I tell him
"Busy...dentist appointment.." he mumbles looking at me again for a moment I saw how he felt inside.
Jumbled
Broken
Overwhelmed
I blinked and he was still staring.

We hear someone clear their throat. "Oh, please you both are too romantic. Here I know someone who can help us." she said

Sherlock mmm's to her
and I ask "Who?"

"Elsa's exes. She had two of them during the crimes and identity crises. One had help her create her ideas. He's around this area in Central London." she says with a smile

She actually could help us. "How do you know this?" I ask her
"Oh, I know what they both like." Irene responded getting
I lay on the opposite side of the couch. Sherlock getting up. "Coming?" he asked
"Oh, umm I thought you both were okay together..."
"I'd be lost without my writer." he said opening the door but Irene looking at us with one eyebrow up "Casually sexy and smart sexy." looking at me then him
"Fine." I say getting my jacket on following Sherlock and Irene to find her sister, and our criminal.
Irene was a very odd woman, she definitely wasn't like Molly nor Mrs.Hudson. Her sister was a criminal as well as she was.