Moriarty The Patriot x Reader II

|Sherlock Holmes| Interconnected

"I have an idea,"

"This better be good, Holmes!" Wiggins grumbled, the other Irregulars right behind him.

"Yes, yes... Thank you for coming at such short notice," Sherlock sarcastically smiled, making Wiggins huff.

"I need you to keep an eye on a building at Periculum Street," Sherlock instructed, writing on a piece of paper and giving it to Wiggins.

"The moment someone goes inside, let me know,"

Wiggins begrudgingly took it as the Irregulars looked over his shoulder.

"Hey... Isn't this-"

Reed quickly covers Yuri's mouth, placing an index finger on his lips.

Sherlock raised a brow as he looked at the boys, who avoided his gaze.

"Why do you need it?" Wiggins answered, looking up at Sherlock.

"A certain someone stole something from us, and we need them back," Sherlock vaguely answered, looking over the group.

"Think you can handle the job?"

"Of course!" Wiggins waved off nonchalantly, pocketing the paper.

"We'll let you know as soon as we see someone,"

"...And what are we doing here?" John asked, sighing at Sherlock as the two men stayed inside the carriage.

"Just wanted to make sure of something," Sherlock answered, keeping his eyes at the front of the abandoned building.

John raised a brow as he moved closer to the window, seeing a woman walking up to the door.

As she dug around her bag, Wiggins started running up to her.

"Wha-!" Sherlock quickly covered John's mouth.

"Quiet," Sherlock hushed, keeping his eyes on the two.

"(Y/N)!" Wiggins waved his hand, catching the woman's attention as he started talking, confirming Sherlock's suspicions.

"Let's go," he whispered, letting go of John as they walked out of the carriage.

"You'll let me know as soon as you see someone, hm?" Sherlock mused, walking up to Wiggins and the woman.

"Wait, let me explain!" Wiggins defended, walking up in front of you.

"Look, she still has what you need, so can't you just let her go?" Wiggins asked as you threw your bag to John, who clumsily caught it.

"...Sorry about that," you muttered, keeping your eyes on the floor.

Sherlock raised a brow as he scanned you from head to toe.

"...But that isn't the only thing you stole, right?" Sherlock questioned, making you look up with wide eyes.

"You've been stealing from people for a couple of months now in this very corner," he accused, making you tighten your jaw.

"It's not like I have options, now do I?" you answered, furrowing your brows.

"(Y/N)..." Wiggins warned, making you turn away.

"...I only did it to feed the boys and me,"

Sherlock's eyes widened as he looked back at John, who was as surprised as he was.

"You're their guardian?"

"(Y/N) took us in back when we were little," Wiggins answered, "If it weren't for her... I wouldn't know what would happen to us," he grumbled, hanging his head low.

Sherlock sighed as he looked back at John, who seemed to have the same idea.

"All right... I think we can work something out,"

"And you just found this lying on the sidewalk?"

"Yep, pretty much," Sherlock deadpanned as Gregson scowled at him.

"Do you really believe him?" Gregson whispered to Lestrade, who let out a sigh.

"We got the jewelry back. That's what's important," Lestrade insisted, much to Gregson's dismay.

"Thank you, Holmes," he smiled at Sherlock as the Yard went their way.

"Is this fine?" John whispered, following Sherlock back to the flat.

"It's fine... Everything got resolved in the end," Sherlock reassured as he opened the door, seeing you and Miss Hudson having tea.

"Ah! Welcome home," Miss Hudson greeted, putting down her cup as you dropped yours into its saucer, making it spill.

"(Y/N)!" Miss Hudson gasped, quickly wiping out the tea as you stood up.

"S-Sorry," you muttered, helping her clean up.

"W-Who's your visitor, Miss Hudson?" John asked, trying to clear the air.

"Oh, this is (Y/N) (L/N)!" Miss Hudson introduced you, "She's an old friend of mine, and she's staying here for a couple of days,"

"Wha-" you quickly turned to Miss Hudson, "I didn't agree on-"

"-And let you stay at that grimy old place?"

You opened your mouth to retort but thought of nothing and huffed in defeat.

"An old friend, huh?" Sherlock muttered, looking at you while you keep your focus on rubbing the stains out of your dress.

"Yep, so you two behave," Miss Hudson warned, looking straight at the Sherlock and John, "Got it?"

"G-Got it..."

Sherlock internally sighed as he looked at you, just as distressed as he is.

You secretly glanced at the two men, awkwardness in your movements as you recalled your past encounter.

'How troublesome...' you both thought, turning away from each other.

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