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I have you….

Adair will do anything to protect enola , she loves her like a mother would her daughter.

Creak. Tap. I looked out the window in front of me. The river view was lovely but It was late really late. All of London was asleep but only a few. Rain drops fell on the window. It was misting at most. Creak. Tap. Footsteps filled the room along with the tap of a cane. I shouldn’t have asked for him to meet me here in this old abandoned boat house. Then it stops. All that can be heard is breathing , two breathes in sync . I can feel him staring , deducing the situation.

I turn to face him. He stood tall , dressed in a black suit with a white shirt , big black jacket to cover his shoulders and his curly brown hair was messy. He had rushed over here. “You came” I whispered looking at him. He looked at me , with sad eyes “of course , I came”. We both stood looking at each other. “What happened?” Sherlock asked after a few more moments. My pants were ripped from fighting early and my blouse was no longer white , it was covered in blood and my brown heeled boots were covered in mud and street filth. My hair in a low messy bun covered in dry blood. My face had a shallow cut across my cheek from the man early and I had a dark bruise forming on my left cheek , starting just below my eye and ending at my jaw. I look away from him and begin playing with my hands.

“Nothing that I couldn’t handle” I whisper , while still picking at my fingers.Sherlock takes a step forward reaching for my hands. I take a step back , out of his reach. He stops. “Adair…I-I’m not going to hurt you” He says while putting his cane on the ground. I look back at him with teary eyes “I-I-I know”. I shudder from the drafts entering the room. Sherlock takes off his jacket. “Here take it” he says handing me the jacket. I nod and put it on. It’s warm and soft. He stands looking at me worriedly.

“I’m sorry , Sherlock , I didn’t know who else to meet” I whisper. I wrap the coat around me more, trying to cover the blood on me. “Don’t apologize, how long have you been here” he asks. “Am since 12am , I think , I don’t know , I remember Edith saying she was getting you but I-I don’t remember” I begin to panic. Sherlock begins to worry more going by the look on his face , he had never seen me like this before. “Come back home with me and I’ll get you cleaned up Adair”. I look at him “you don’t have too , Sherlock I shouldn’t have-” I began. “I want too” he breathed and stepped forward , leaving only a couple of inches between us.

“Can we go then , I can’t stay here any longer” I sniffed. “Of course” Sherlock replies as he holds out his hand. I take his hand in mine. His big , soft hand covers my small but callous hand. Sherlock picks up his cane and leads me back out the boat house. “Can you walk as fair as my apartment” he asks. I nod. He only lived 20 minutes away. I feel his hand gripping mine as if it could fall away. We both walk hand in hand down the street.

“Is Enola ok ?” I ask. Sherlock looks at me while walking. “She’s fine , why wouldn’t she be Adair”. “John had her , he wanted to kill her because of what she found” I whisper. “Where is John Adair” Sherlock questions. “The bottem of the Thames” I answer back. Sherlock stays quite for a moment. “You killed John banks?” He implored. “Yeah , he had a knife to her throat Sherlock , she was scared , I did what had to be done” I stated. Sherlock’s thumb begins to move , rubbing the back of my hand. “You killed your best friend for Enola?”. “Yes I did”. We both stayed quiet and continued walking till we reached his apartment.

Mrs Hudson opened her door while we entered the building. “Oh sher- my dear Adair , what happened” she questioned running to check me over. I let go of Sherlock’s hand as Mrs Hudson’s hands go to my face. “Darling your face and oh my your clothes” “I-I’m ok” Adair said in a voice soft and full of affection for the women. Sherlock looks between the two. Adair was smiling softly at the worried Mrs Hudson. “Sherlock is letting me stay with him tonight , I’ll be ok” I explain. Mrs Hudson nods “I’ll bring you tea in a while so you can get cleaned up”. I turn and look at Sherlock who is waiting patiently by the stairs.

He takes my hand and walks with me up the stairs and into his apartment. His apartment was a mess. Papers littered the floor and something that resembled fruit cake sat on a plate beside his arm chair. “I’m sorry for the mess , it’s from the last case” he whispers in a soft voice from behind me. I still cling to his jacket that’s around me. “I don’t mind , its an organized chaos” I uttered still standing in the same spot. Sherlock walks around me and stands in front of me with a sad look. He had taken off his suit jacket , leaving him in his white shirt , suit pants and suspenders. “You need to get changed out of those clothes Adair” Sherlock said and got down on his knees. I look down at him “what are you doing” I croaked. His hand runs gently down my leg and begins to take off my boots “getting you out of these bloody clothes” he whispers , taking off my left boot gently. “You don’t have too , I can do it myself” I whisper back. Sherlock takes off my right boot “just let me look after you please” he said in a raspy voice.

He takes the two shoes and puts them by the door beside his. Sherlock takes my hand and pulls me toward his bathroom. He sits me down on the edge of his white bath and starts to draw me a bath. Steam fills the room. The bath fills almost all the way to the top before Sherlock stops the taps and kneels between my legs. I take off his jacket and place it on the ground beside me. Sherlock starts gently unbuttoning my bloody shirt. He pulls the shirt off my shoulders leaving my corset covering my top. “Can you turn around sherlock , I want to do this myself” , he nods and stands up turning to face the door. I stand myself and take off my pants and corset before stepping into the hot bath. I sit down and almost instantly the water starts to go red due to the dried blood. “You can turn around now” I whisper curling my knees to my chest trying to cover myself some bit.

I stare at the water in front of me refusing to look at Sherlock , who was getting the sponge that was on the sink. Sherlock sits down beside the bath , sponge in hand. “I’m covered in his blood Sherlock” I mumbled still holding my legs close to me with tears forming in my eyes. Sherlock puts the sponge in the water and starts cleaning the blood that was on my hands “I know”. The tears start rolling down my face “I-I did it to keep her safe b-but I killed h-him Sherlock” I stutter closing my eyes to try stop the tears. I open my eyes as I feel his wet hand touch my cheek and turn my face to met his eyes. He looked broken , the bags under his eyes suggested he hadn’t slept in a while and his eyes oh his eyes how they looked at me. “Darling you did what had to be done , I am not afraid of you” Sherlock whispers holding my face.

I begin sobbing in his hands. Before I can try and stop , Sherlock gets into the bath fully clothed and holds me close letting me sob into his chest. I put my arms around his neck pulling him closer. “I shouldn’t-I-I killed my bestfriend” I sob. Sherlock was the only one I ever let see me cry. He holds me closer with his hand on my head and his arm around my waist “It’s ok Adair, I promise you I’ll-I’ll never leave you alone again” he whispers holding me. I keep sobbing onto his shirt all he did was hold me , he let me cry.

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“I need your help” Sherlock begged Edith. “With what Holmes? , learning about women’s rights” she retorted. He obviously had pissed her off. I keep walking up the stairs to the fighting voices. “Enola is in trouble Edith , can you hear me out , she will hang” Sherlock pleads walking after Edith. I stand at the top of the stairs looking at the scene. Neither of them had seen me yet. Edith turned and looked at him “what do you mean she’ll hang?”. “Your being dramatic, Holmes, she’s not going to hang” I say.

Sherlock turns to me with tears in his eyes. He truly cared for his sister. I hadn’t seen him like this in years. “Ríona , they said they’ll hang her , she’s been found guilty” He fumed. I smiled. “Do you not care , Ríona , the girl you think of as a daughter is going to hang” Sherlock spat. Edith looked at me with a knowing look. “She won’t hang Sherlock , in fact she should be arriving in” I looked at my pocket watch 23:45 “oh actually any minute , so pull your self out of your state” I smiled. Edith smiles “how did you know”. “I have my people in high and low places , you know that , and I always figure things out” I answered looking at Sherlock .Sherlock stood looking at me from across the room .“I need to go tell enola I’ll see her later” Edith announced after a few moments of silence.

The door downstairs opened and closed and a series of footsteps followed up the stairs. “Ríona , are you here” enola shouted up the stairs. Sherlock walked over as far as me and waited beside me. Enola came to the top of the stairs and ran towards me as I opened my arms. She hugged me hard and started to cry a little. “Your ok , I’d never let something happen to you” I whisper. I see Sherlock looking at me from the side. “Hug your brother”I whisper in her ear only loud enough for her to hear. I let and go and she bolts into his arms.

Sherlock stumbles while catching her. He holds her tightly. I stare at the reunited siblings with a smile. Sherlock looks up from hugging Enola and mouths “thank you”. I nod back. A chilling shiver goes up my spine lifting all the goosebumps over my body. I forgot how cold it was tonight , I had ran here hoping to arrive before enola. I didn’t even grab a coat so all I was wearing was a shirt and black suits pants just fitted to my womanly shape as the seamstress called it. Enola breaks away from Sherlock’s embrace and looks at me.

“Where am I staying tonight , Ríona , I can’t go back to my apartment can I” she asks . “You can stay with me if you’d like or you can stay with Sherlock, it’s up to you darling”. “Can I stay with Ríona Sherlock , please” Enola questions. Sherlock looks between us “of course”. Enola yawns “can we go I’m tired”. I nodded again “you get a carriage to my apartment and I’ll be there with in a hour , you know where my key is yes” I said. Enola said her goodbye as we all walked down the stairs . She waved at Sherlock and left in the carriage.

I shivered again for the second time in the last five minutes. I know he saw or else he wouldn’t be looking. “Your cold” He stated. I looked him in the eyes. “I’m fine” I explained. He looked away and smiled. “Just admit it your cold” “I’m not cold”. I shiver again. “Don’t..you..dare” I warned. “I didn’t say a word”he pleaded. I look back down the street just in time to see enolas carriage turn right at the end of the road. Before I can turn back to Sherlock , I feel a warmth engulf me. I turn to Sherlock to see him fixing his suit jacket. He had just put his jacket on my shoulders. He just had to be nice. “Thank you” I whisper. He smiles back at me , a proper smile. “Where are you going” he asks. I fix the jacket on me considering it was at least 5 times my size. “I need to go back to my office and get something , why?” I reply. He holds out his arm. “I’ll walk you to your office then I’ll walk you home” he explains. I take his arm and we begin to walk. “Are we friends again?” “You want us to be friends again sherlock?” “Yes yes I do” “ok Mr Holmes , we can be friends again as long as you promise not to leave again” . He laughs “I can promise you I would leave you again”.

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Sherlock: have you seen my shirt enola , the white one with black stars sewed on the cuffs

Enola: No

*adair walks in wearing said shirt*

Adair: Enola do you want to come to town with me

Enola: is that-

Sherlock: ahh yes my book , thank you Enola

Enola: b-

Sherlock: My Book I have it

Adair: my lord you both are weird this morning - leaves sitting room

Sherlock: drop it

Enola: I didn’t say a word

Sherlock: good

Enola: but if I was to say anything it would be that you possible L O V E adair?

Sherlock: shhhh

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Imagine telling Sherlock you’re pregnant:

You and Sherlock have been best friends for years since you were about 4. Over the years the friendship kinda became friends with benefits no stings attached. Which worked perfect for you both.

Sherlock was sitting under the oak tree on top of the hill thinking about you and they night that you had shared a week ago. So in his thoughts he didn’t hear you approach till you were standing in front of him , twiddling your hands. “Hello , Y/n” he smiled. “ hello Sherlock , am I have something to tell you” you sigh. Sherlock puts out this hand and pulls you down into his lap , making you lean up against his chest and holding you close. “What is it , y/n” he whispers into your ear .

To be really honest you didn’t know how to tell the man. You take a breathe feeling his on your neck. “Promise me something Sherlock , promise me you won’t be mad” you ask turning you face to meet his. “I’ll never be mad with you y/n , now what do you what to tell me” he whispers back as you turn back to look at the fields. “Sherlock , I am with child........ , your child” y/n whispers. You turn your head to see his reaction. Sherlock just smiles and turns your head back toward the fields. “I’m going to be a father” he questions. You laugh at his question “ well darling , that is how it works” . Sherlock laughs softly , before kissing your cheek. You both look out into the quite fields as the sun slowly sets leaving the most beautiful scene. “Y/n” he whispers down at you. “Yes , Sherlock” “Marry me” he whispers again in your ear. You look back at him smiling “of course , I will” you reply . Sherlock pulls out a small diamond ring from his pocket , it’s simple and beautiful just like your story together. “You have a ring?” “I was supposed to do this last week , but you woke up and left before I could” “well I was busy getting sick in my room” I laugh . “I love you y/n” “I love you too Sherlock”

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