The Empty Hearse (Sherlock x Female!Reader)

You wake up and see Sherlock wasn't in bed. Weird? Usually he waits for me to wake up before he takes off. You thought until you heard voices outside the door. 'Oh crap....I better get up and get dressed. Could be a client!' You thought as you hurry out of bed and look through the the dresser. 'Good thing I moved some of my clothes up here, or this could be embarrassing.' You thought to yourself as you pull out black dress pants and a short sleeved blue blouse.

Once you dressed, you slowly come out of the bedroom and see Sherlock sitting in his chair and it looked like he was nodding off. 'What is he doing? Did he not sleep well last night?' You thought until you heard a familiar woman's voice.

"He's always losing things down the back of the sofa, aren't you, dear?" She asked.

"'Fraid so." said a man's voice that you also recognized.

Sherlock then opens his eyes, sees you and he slightly shakes his head at you. You give him a confused look when you heard the woman say. "Keys, small change, sweeties. Especially his glasses. Blooming things. I said, Why don't you get a chain--wear 'em round your neck? And he says, What like Larry Grayson?"
You walk a little closer and Sherlock glares at you and you stop. Unfortunately, when you stopped the floor creaked.

"Is there someone else here, Sherlock?" The woman asked and before Sherlock could respond, the woman walks over and sees you.
"Oh, (y/n)! How are you?" She asked.

"Hello, Mrs Holmes. I'm fine thanks. You?" You asked with an embarrassed look on your face and you glance over and see Sherlock rolling his eyes and you give him an apologetic smile at him. "I'm fantastic. What are you doing here?" She asked you. "Um...well....um..." You stammered until his mother look at you for moment and then over to Sherlock.

"Sherlock, are you and (y/n) seeing each other?" She asked him.

When you and Sherlock don't answer, she claps her hands together and smiles. "About time! I knew you two would get together!" She exclaimed and you couldn't help but giggle at this as you walk over into the living room and see Sherlock's father sitting on the sofa.

"Hello, Mr Holmes." You said and he nods at you with a smile.

Sherlock, obviously annoyed, rises to his feet and walks towards the sofa, steps onto the coffee table and then onto the middle of the sofa and starts to flick through the paperwork on the wall. "So did you find it eventually, your lottery ticket?" Sherlock asked.

"Well, yes, thank goodness. We caught the coach on time after all. We managed to see, Er, St Paul's, the Tower.....but they weren't letting anyone in to Parliament. Some big debate going on." His mom said and at that moment the door opens and John walks in.

"John!" You and Sherlock said, in unison.

"Sorry--you two are busy." John said as Sherlock steps down from the couch and walks over to his mother and grabs her arm and said. "Er, no-no-no, they were just leaving." Sherlock said.

"Oh, were we?" His mother asked.

"No, no, if you two have got a case...." John started to say but you talk over him.

"No, not a case, no-no-no." You said as Sherlock whispers to his mother. "Go. Bye."

"Yeah, well, we're here til Saturday, remember." His mom says.

"Yes, great, wonderful. Just get out." Sherlock said as you help his father up off the sofa and the two of you herd them to the door.

"Well, give us a ring. It was nice to see you, (y/n)." His mom said.

"Very nice, yes, good. Get out." Sherlock growled as you and him bundle them onto the landing and he tries to close the door but his mom turns and sticks her heavy shoe into the doorway to stop it from shutting, you move back and try to stifle a laugh at this. You see Sherlock glancing over at you as he tries to slam the door on her foot to make her move it but, obviously, it wasn't working as she was whispering to him something you couldn't understand.