Fearless

Chapter 14: He's Back

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Chapter 14:
(Sherlock's POV)

Nervous to confront her, I postponed the date till the next morning, when John would make his Saturday grocery stop runs.

Little did I know that I would sleep in that morning and she would have to wake me up.

"Hey. Sherlock? Are you ok....... Oh! Your sleeping You are cute when you sleep." She let out a yawn and knelt besides me, and I kept my eyes closed, hoping to observe. She stoked my cheek with one hand and my hair with another. "Must have been a hard case." She planted a kiss on my forehead and headed towards the door. I grabbed her arm and tugged her back towards me.

"Good morning."

"Good morning Sherlock." She replied blushing.

"Feeling better?"

"Yes. Good deductions."

"It wasn't a deduction. You just didn't throw up this morning."

"Well then your right." She replied making the room fall silent.

I gently removed my hand from her arm and placed in on her face, gently stroking her cheek and I placed a small kiss on her forehead, as she had done to me moments before. She closed her eyes and made a slight whining noise.

What was wrong?

"Sherlock." She spoke opening her eyes and I took my lips off her temple.

"Hm."

"I have something to tell you."

"Ok. Tell me love."

"I'm...... I'm........"

"HE'S BACK SHERLOCK!"

Isabelle shook her head as we heard John run up the stairs. "You'd better go out first."

"But what's wrong? Are you...."

"I'm fine Sherlock. Really. Go before he sees."

I let out a groan of anger and left the room.

"Whose back John?" I asked looking at him with eyes of confusion and anger.

I observed him simply.

He had been in a rush to get here, however his clothes were a tad wrinkled which means he was sitting down at one point. Be still held his card in hand which means he didn't have time to get money. So Mycroft must have picked him up , but Mycroft probably didn't know or he'd contact me. So he got a text from someone, Likely Lestarde or Anderson.

"Who was it?" I heard Isabelle's voice mutter as she walked into the room.

"Well, I accidentally took Sherlock's phone out with me today and Lestrade texted me this." He handed Izzy my phone and she gasped.

"No... He can't be..... Sherlock. Moriarty's back!" She handed me the phone, her eyes teary.

Moriarty was back on the streets.

And I was afraid.

(Chapter end)

Yes short, but next one we will learn some stuff about Izzy and what happened when she was with JM. And it's the trial.

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