Laura's P.O.V:
I read online that if you cleaned, it would make you feel happy and accomplished. So, that's where I was, and more importantly, what I was dong when they came in. And of course what should I be doing? Running around the kitchen, spider repellent in one hand, (Who knew a rich dude's house would have spiders?!), and another hand carrying the strongest febreze I could find in the pantry. God, that stuff smelled. I was running around screaming like a maniac with a few spiders still littering the floor trying to escape instantaneous death. Ninja rolling to escape a lone crawler, I hopped up and sprayed the air everywhere jumping vigorously from foot to foot. Sherlock and Sabina slid into the room and took on casual stances. I looked up and screamed at their sudden appearance. Without hesitation I grabbed the nearest object, a spoon, and threw it at Sabina. It hit her face and she glared at me.
"How the fuck did you find me?!" I sighed.
"Language." Sabina muttered and Sherlock smiled slightly,
"We've always known, just couldn't tell John" Sherlock said sighing.
Laura's P.O.V:
We sat and chatted a bit, if you could call being interrogated and held there against your will 'chatting'. Luckily, Mycroft had given me a lesson on deduction, so, I showed no emotion, played them, and let them deduce the wrong material. Sabina sighed,
"You don't get it, do you?"
She rubbed her forehead, I raised my eyebrow but kept still. Mycroft, bless him, walked in and shooed them out. I sighed out a thanks and went back to work, no questions asked.
*****
"Laura, take a break, I made tea." Mycroft stated.
Mycroft made tea? Something's up... I walked to the kitchen where a tray of tea and crumpets were set out. Knowing Mycroft I probably should have questioned this, but I was pretty tired and hungry from cleaning all day, so I eagerly indulged in his offer. He watched as I gulped down the tea and began munching on a crumpet. He looked me up and down,
"Hello? Earth to perv?" I said and began to feel more relaxed.
"Good. It's working." He said and I eyed him nervously. 'Oh god, what did he do?!' I thought to myself.
"Don't worry its just..."
He paused, adding to my anxiety,
"A Relaxant."
My jaw dropped.
"You drugged me?!" I practically screamed and he winced.
"You might not have been cooperative otherwise. It's just a minor precaution." I grimaced at the floor as it began to dance.
"Oh god, what is this?!" I wondered aloud.
"Date rape drug, you won't remember this later." I grimaced.
"You're RAPING me?!" I shouted stumbling to the side.
"Not at all! I'm simply transporting you."
I lurched to the sink and threw up. coughing I regained my composure and he grabbed my arm and led me to the waiting car. I paused a moment and threw up, giggling as I hopped into a seat.
*****
Sabina's P.O.V:
I packed my bag and checked on Sherlock.
"SHERLIIIIIEEEEE" I sang and he sighed,
"Right then, i'll get John" He stated, rather awkwardly.
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Those Memories (A Sherlock Fanfic)
FanfictionLaura was sort of overdramatic. But hey, so were the people in the flat above hers! She kind of had a crush on... A rather short blogger. I mean, ask anyone! It's not like it wasn't obvious that both the blogger and Laura had a connection. Of cours...
