Irene Adler? pt. 1

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Im very excited to write this part for you guys! There shall be plot twists. eheheheh..

ALSO I SUGGEST THAT YOU DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE EPISODE WITH IRENE IN IT BECAUSE IT WILL GIVE SPOILERS. AND IT WILL BE STRANGE TO READERS THAT MIGHT NOT SEEN SHERLOCK ~cough~ Coco ~cough~ SO... YEAH.

You wake up to music. You couldn't pin point the song until the chorus. It was "Witchy Women" by the Eagles. What was that for? You walked into the kitchen where Jim was waiting for you.

"You said you would work for me correct?" she said as you walked in

You nodded at him and shot him a confused glace

"How good is your acting?" he asks

"Good, I guess, I stared in my school play in highschool-" you start

"Great! Now, will you be willing to play a trick on our good friend Sherlock?" his smile widens

You are silent for a little bit then nodded slowly, "How will we trick him?" you ask

"Please dearie, you understamate me.", his smile dimishes as he starts to tell you the plan. It was a bloody brillant plan, but it envolved so much make-up, wigs, and you wouldn't be able to see Jim for a few months.

You nod in agreement and he snaps his fingers and a entire makeup crew came into the house.

When they were all done you looked at yourself in the mirror, you had very high cheekbones, black hair, and they even gave you colored contacts to change your (e/c) to very light blue/green ones. You almost seemed to be the female version of Sherlock, and that scared you.

You walked out of the bathroom and now faced Jim. His eyes grew wide in awe.

"You look great" he nods "But I like you more knowing there is something a lot more beautiful under that mask" you smile an hug him tightly.

"I'll miss you" you say "a lot..." he smiled at the last remark

"It will be worth it, (y/n)" he whispers in your ear "or should I say Irene Adler."

You look up at him "My name, Adler, it's german for eagle correct? Thats why you were playing an eagles song!" he just nods at you and kisses your forehead.

You glance at him one last time before you leave.

And that was it.

You were no longer (y/f/n) (y/l/n).

You are Irene Adler

The Next Day

You woke in a beautiful mansion with everything you could want, except Jim, if only he was here. All the girls in the house were in on the act. You were to have Sherlock fall in love with you somehow. You hoped he wouldn't see trough the disguse.

You were going over the lines in your head until you heard someone at the door. It was Sherlock.

"Showtime..." you mutter under your breath as you walk into the room where your consuting dective has been waiting.

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