I flinch as I see lestrade loading bullets into my colt 45. "You won't tell sherlock will you?", I beg. He looks up at me and then slides the wheel turning it with a click. "I only know one reason why someone would send a 15 year old girl a gun",lestrade said. I was surprised was lestrade A hunter? He tuck the gun in my waist ban and I don't have much time to ponder, it wasn't long before Sherlock had dragged me to mycrofts work. "Why didn't you tell me",Sherlock snapped at Mycroft "tell you what dear brother?",he asked he grabbed me by the back of the neck "HER why didn't you tell me she was Irene Adler's daughter!",he shouted. "Sherlock your hurting her",John said calmly he let go i gasp the stars swimming around my eyes. Mycroft smug smile disappeared. They stood there arguing I didn't know what all the fuss was about if she was my mother or not.
Suddenly lestrade materializes beside me "excuse me girls if your done arguing",Lestrade said presenting sherlock a key"found this in the remands of the jeans on the body Mycroft",he finished nodding in Mycroft's direction. He took me by elbow "we're going to fill out boring paper work",he said dragging me along"what are you doing",I said"sending sherlock on a wild goose chase",Lestrade said his eyes flicking back and forth"I've learned that if you throw Sherlock a shinny object he'll stay out of the way". "What I thought Sherlock was-",I asked Lestrade cut me off "I looked closer at the body the thing that made those marks are not human",he said"brilliant I haven't worked a case in months". "Of course I work regular cases all the time but not the ones that got me going",Lestrade said smiling. "SO YOU ARE A-",I started Lestrade cupping a hand over my mouth and waiting until we were out of the building and down the street"not so loud yes I am,I helped John Winchester when he first started taught him all he knew ,never met Dean or sam though",he said hurrying his pace a little the sun had gone down and the light was slowly fading with it. "What got you going?",I asked and then regretting it "I am sorry i know hunters hate being asked that". "It's ok he said but never tell any one well it started when I was a lad my dad and mum had got out to diner and left me with a sitter",he paused and sneezed then continued" little did I know that the baby sitter was a ghoul that transformed into its last victim my sitter Vicky and it lay in wait for my parents",he said softy. He pulled his shirt to show a bite mark on his neck and shoulder "I got away barley a hunter heard me crying from the back yard my parents weren't that lucky he took me in I owe him so much ",he finished unlocking the door to his office.
"ah it feels good to get this off my chest what about you?",he asked flicking on the lights Lestrade's office was a normal office with a desk and white walls lined with awards ,it was impossible to tell Lestrade was a hunter. "Oh me um I was living with my friends as Irene Adler said and demons stumbled across are house and tori with her temper they showed there true colors and were forced to kill us",I paused "remember that meteoroid shower?",I asked. "Yeah they rained down all night ",he said unlocking one of his desk drawer "well as I laid there dying one of the stray bolts hit me",slowly letting myself fall into one of Lestrade's chairs,"Well something weird happened"I said biting my lip. He looked up from the desk drawer "you can tell me any thing don't worry I would never hurt another hunter,well unless I had good reason",he said his eyes turning back to the desk drawer. "Wait how did you know I was one did Charlie tell you?",I asked. "Charlie didn't answer the first time around,and her voice mail was very similar to mine, the way you shoot shows practiced precision the biggest clue was the gun why would your gardians send you a gun unless you knew how to use it ,and had reason to use it so I took one of the bullets,had it tested,sliver I might not be as smart at sherlock in detective work but I know hunting",he said.
I sighed for what ever reason Lestrade decided to trust me so I will trust him"it was the grace of an angel"I said searching him for a reaction when I didn't get one I continued"I healed my friends and, me and the angel who lost it him and I kind of connected in a way, it wasn't long until the three of the came picking the lock to are door",I smiled"they took us in and taught us how to shoot". Lestrade smiled and pulled out a dusty book"now that we got that out of the way back to business",He flipped through the book turning it toward me the page read :HELL HOUNDS. "You think it's a hell bound?",I asked. "Maybe I mean the claw marks and there was no hair of any animal on the body, the doors were locked from the inside it just looks like some one hacked the body in pieces", he said " makes sense ",I said nodding my head,"but you can't kill them". "Your right my dear",came a voice in the dark hall way as Crowley himself stepped into the room smirking. "Do you take me for a fool I had this place painted ever since they redid the carpets", Lestrade said his normal voice turning into a growl. A fake surprised look flashed across crowley's face before flinging Him to the other side of the room. I didn't like Crowley I tried my best to stay calm I took a glance at Lestrade his head had hit a place blood trickling down his temple, I felt myself sliding out of the chair,my back hitting against the wall. "I always come prepared",Crowley gloated" but I am not here for you","obviously your here for the biscuits",Lestrade said sarcastically and confident I almost laughed. Crowley threw him again this time back across the desk skidding over all, the pictures and papers on his desk slamming into the wall causing a few frames and places to fall. " what I meant was Ive come to collect a few deals, a few debts",he paused making his way over to me. I swallow panic rising in my throat I feel his breathe on my face "I won't be here long bigger fish to fry,stay out of my way and no one gets hurt",Crowley said"understood?",he asks he grabs me and throws me back against the wall"understood?",he asked again.
I don't answer but he is already gone I feel my feet hit the floor. I turn to Lestrade he gets up slowly leaning heavily on his desk"well you win some you loose some kid and I,not exactly a spring chicken any more",he said chuckling and then grunting in pain. "Lestrade!",I say trying to make my way over but I fall to my knees feeling the bruises already forming. He slowly picks up the book and drops it In his desk drawer locking the drawer quickly and then regretting it. The cut on his temple had grown bigger and blood poured quickly of own the side of his face wrapping around his chin and then dripping his hands shook trying to support his weight "call me Greg",he said chuckling. Suddenly the sound of Sherlocks voice as he came marching down the hall,"Lestrade this key was useless it just led to a man cave in the wall the only explanation for there only being one white wall is the door was open the blood splatter going through the open-",sherlock cutting off as he reached the door. John pushed through the door first his eyes widen at the mess and then Making his way to Greg"come sit down what happened",John said gentle leading him to a chair"paper work",Lestrade said his playful banter gone a serious tone replacing it. After barking orders for sherlock to get the first aid kit,John tends to his head wound and He refused to explain what happened. Sherlock continues to question him and me,John gets annoyed ordering sherlock to take me home and get some rest.
I shakily get to my feet and slowly walk to get my wood box of stuff. Sherlock grabs it for me the box looks like a old milk bottle box with all the slots takin out and a wooden plank hinged to make the top of the box. John stats that he is staying with Lestrade to make sure he gets home safely. Sherlock didn't push me any the taxi ride home. He unlocked the door and walked up the stairs waiting for me at the top. I was sore and walking up the stairs made my legs pulse with every step. When Sherlock It well asleep I sneak to my box and pull out my stuff animals and tiger skin hopeing Sherlock didn't mind me not sleeping on the couch. That's when I notice the false bottom I pull it up my phone,two magazines and three boxes of animo are hidden there I smile putting my gun in as softly as I can shutting the bottom and the top lid. I lay down on the skin and drift of to sleep.
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star dust and logic (graceII)
FanfictionMolly has lost her friends, Kevin and her most valuable tool her eye. With this powerful grace inside her that she can't control she finds herself in the mysterious London Town. With all the danger roaming in London will she ever find her friends b...
