Sherlock Imagines

So Many Secrets-Sherlock

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Maiya112002

You walked up the stairs to the flat. You walked in and went straight to the kitchen to get tea. You made two cups and brought one out setting the second one on the table next to Sherlock. He hummed slightly and you knew that meant he was saying 'thank you.' You smiled and sat down in John's chair.

"Any new cases?" You asked looking at the newspaper.

"I'm on one at the moment." He said.

After a minute or so, he threw his arms down on the arms of his chair frustratedly. He stood up and went to the wall of evidence.

"What's wrong?" You asked and followed.

"This case. This murderer is smart and I can't figure out who it is." He explained.

"You'll figure it out." You said and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

You walked back over to the chairs grabbing your cup of tea. "Your tea is getting cold." You stated.

Sherlock turned around and quickly grabbed it before returning to the wall. You sighed.

"I'm gonna go. I'll see you later Sherlock." You said grabbing your things.

You put your tea cup in the sink and then left. You walked down the sidewalk looking at each person as you passed. You smiled and headed back to your place.

~Sherlock's POV~

I looked over all the evidence. The pictures. The places. None of it added up. I couldn't help but feel that some of the murdered people looked familiar. Or maybe their names did. I throughly through all the names, probably mumbling them as I thought. I heard y/n say something and then the door shut.
It took a minute or two before I finally realized why the people seemed so familiar. They were all people that y/n knew. The people that owed y/n.
I pulled out my phone and called John.

'Hello?' John answered.

"It's me." I said. "I need you to meet me at the flat. I think I've solved the case." I said smiling.

"Alright. I'll be there in a couple minutes."

I hung up and then texted y/n.

'I need you to come back to the flat.
-SH'

I waited a couple seconds before my phone beeped.

'Alright. Be there in a few. -(your initials)'

I put my phone away and sat down in my chair. I steepled my fingers under my chin and waited for both of them to arrive. After a few minutes, John came in and sat down.

"So, who's the murderer?"  John asked.

"They'll be here at any minute now."  I said not opening my eyes.

The door opened once again and footsteps sounded up the steps.

"That will be the murderer."  I said standing up.

The door opened and y/n walked in. John looked at me smiling.

"You got that wrong Sherlock!  It's y/n!"  John said, obviously happy that I got something wrong.

"What did you need me to come back to the flat for?"  Y/n asked.

"Ah yes!  I solved the case."  I said smiling.

"I told you you'd figure it out."  Y/n stated smiling also.

"Ah it was a clever case.  Very good.  I had a lot of fun with it."  I said walking towards y/n.

"I know. You like the fun ones."  Y/n said.

"Hold on.  What's going on here?"  John asked.

"Isn't it obvious John?"  Y/n asked.

John just shook his head and I rolled my eyes.

"Y/n's the murderer."  I stated.

~Your POV~

"Y/n's the murderer."  Sherlock stated as if it were obvious. 

"She's what?!"  John asked.

You nodded, "Well, I did have a lot of fun doing this. But if you'll excuse me, I have to get going."  You said.

"I don't think so."  Sherlock said closing the door.

"And why not?"  You asked crossing your arms.

"Because I've called the police and they'll be here any second."  Sherlock answered.

"You called the police on me?  I feel so touched."  You said putting your hand over your heart.

Sherlock gave you a confused look. You reminded him of someone and you could see the wheels turning in his head.

"I know what you're thinking.  'Who does y/n y/l/n remind me of?'"  You said.

"That's not your name is it?"  Sherlock asked.

You shook your head smiling. "It is my first name, but y/l/n isn't my last name."  You said.

"Then what is?"  John asked from his spot.

"Y/n Moriarty."  You said. "Well, it's so nice to have finally met for real."  You said.

You then ran towards the window and smashed through it. You grabbed onto the ledge and pulled yourself up and then scaled the wall. Sherlock and John raced over and looked up at you. You sat on the edge and waved down at them.

"Ciao, Sherlock Holmes!"  You called down to them and then got up and ran off, leaving them without a murderer.

A/n:  I really hope you guys enjoyed this!  Thank you all so much for the comments and votes!  I appreciate them a lot!