You're in Sherlock (Sherlock × Reader)

The Final Problem: Chapter 2

You tugged on his arm, forcing him to turn to look down at you again as you prepared to argue until you got your way. You weren't letting Sherlock Holmes win this one, so it was time to pull out the big guns. "You dumped me for Mary's best woman, proposed to her in front of me. You got back on drugs- twice and almost killed yourself doing it. You throw yourself face first into danger every damn chance you can get, you owe me this one. For everything you've ever done, you owe me, Sherlock Holmes." You growled.

He studied you, his face slightly shocked that you would bring all of that back up. He sighed, clearly at a loss for words. "To be fair, you did date that doctor as well." He added.

You sighed, not going to fight with him on that. "Just let me go with you."

"We make rules and we stick by them." He told you sternly, searching your eyes. "You promised to stay out of harm's way... when we get there, anything I say, you'll listen to?"

"Of course." You agreed. "Oh, by the way I'm totally over the proposal thing, just wanted to see if you still felt bad about it. Glad to know you do." You smiled, patting Sherlock's cheek with a smile. He rolled his eyes at you, shaking his head in the slightest. "Don't look so annoyed, I'm not the one who dumped my significant other at someone else's wedding."

"I thought you said you were over it?" Sherlock raised an eyebrow at you and you grinned from ear to ear, wrapping your arms around him in an attempt at a hug, which was hard with your giant baby bump.

"I am, but I do have photographic memory. Sometimes the feelings pop back up, and this would totally make it up to me if I could help. Might even suppress some of those bad memories." You gave him your best pouty face as you batted your eyelashes at him and he shook his head at you.

"You're being ridiculous, you can't forget anything." He spoke, but didn't push away from your embrace.

"Words hurt!" You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck with a smile. "But kisses heal all wounds." You told him, puckering your lips. You could tell he was annoyed with your behaviour, but he obliged to your antics, leaning down to kiss you.

You hummed against his lips, not wanting him to ever pull away. You just wanted to live here in this moment, with Sherlock's arms around your waist and his lips pressed against yours. But he had a sister that he must meet and memories to, hopefully, get back.

"Okay, you two, we need to get going... I'm assuming you've finally agreed on something?" John spoke from behind you, leaning into the doorway. You smiled against Sherlock's lips, knowing John was right. You pulled back, taking Sherlocks hand in yours as you turned towards John.

"Yes, but I have something to ask of you John." Sherlock looked at John with a serious look, you knew what he was going to ask.

"Okay..." John trailed off, waiting for Sherlock to ask whatever it was he was going to say.

"When we get to Sherrinford, can you... well," Sherlock started to ask, but John already knew what he was going for.

"Of course, Sherlock. We'll stick together, right Y/n?" John shot you a look and you sighed.

"Yes."

"Y/n, I'm serious, you need to stick with John, okay? When I go to meet Eurus, you have to stay with John." As Sherlock spoke to you, you turned to look at him. You could see he was really nervous about you coming along.

"I know, Sherlock. I will. Trust me, I won't be fighting off any bad guys lugging this kid around." You gestured to your stomach and Sherlock smiled.

"Okay, let's get going." He spoke, turning towards the door with you and John trailing behind.

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