Element ➳ Sherlock x Reader

#hitchhiking

"Hi. Our van broke down and---" Sherlock said, before being interrupted.

"Weirdos." The woman said, before shutting the door on us.

Sherlock made an offended face.

"I told you to put Y/N down, she probably thinks we kidnapped her." Tom said.

"We could always hitchhike." I suggested.

"What?" John asked, with raised eyebrows.

"Hm...that doesn't sound like a bad idea." Sherlock said.

"Yes, I agree. But who would want to pick up some random guys with a girl?" Tom chuckled.

"Please don't tell me you two are actually considering Y/N's hitchhiking idea." John sighed.

"Its our only choice, John." Sherlock said.

"Can you put me down now curly fries?" I asked Sherlock.

I was still being slouched on his shoulder.

"Curly fries? Is that my nickname now sugar?" He asked.

"Yes, it is." I smiled, after he put me down.

"I hate that nickname." He said bluntly.

"Too bad." I said, just as blunt.

We stared at each other intently.

"Let's form a plan now." John said, breaking the silence.

"Come here." Sherlock demanded me.

"No." I refused with a smile.

He began to chase me around the field.

Tom held his thumb up high as he stood by the street, hitchhiking, while taking selfies.

#hitchhiking

Sherlock and I decided to stop playing around and help Tom out.

John rolled his eyes before finally giving in and deciding to help us out.

A car stopped right in front of me.

A slick, black one.

"Need a ride, babe?" He asked me.

"Yes I do, actually." I smiled.

Johns eyes widened.

"Hop in." He smirked.

I opened the door and held it open for Tom as he got in.

"Thank you darling." He smiled, before getting in.

"No problem. Come on in curly fries!" I giggled, as Sherlock got in.

"You coming with us John?" I said, patting an empty seat next to me, after getting in with Sherlock.

John hesitantly got inside beside me.

"What? Who are all you people?" The man asked.

"These are...my brothers." I said.

"Oh...um okay. Where to?" He asked again.

"The nearest vehicle rental shop, unless you want to help us catch a vicious serial killer." Sherlock said quickly.

"I know one down this road." The man said calmly.

"Perfect. Thank you." Tom said.

I leaned my head on Sherlock's shoulder as he brought my hand up to his lips, kissing it lightly.

"Sleepy, sugar?" He asked me quietly.

I nodded tiredly.

"Sleep." He said, staring down at me.

I shut my eyes and drifted off.

I was later awoken by Sherlock patting me lightly:

"Y/N!" He whispered.

"Sherlock---" I said, before I felt a hand on my mouth to shut me up.

"Keep your voice down, darling, or we're gonna get killed..." I heard Tom whisper to me.

I nodded slowly, and he removed his hand.

I scanned where I was at to find that I was in a garage, behind boxes, with Sherlock, Tom and John.

"What's going on guys?" I asked, worriedly.

"The dude who offered to drive us, was actually the serial killer." Tom whispered.

"I knew he looked fishy!" John sighed.

"Shh,John! Do you guys hear that?" Sherlock whispered.

"Footsteps..." I whispered, as my heartbeat grew faster.

Sherlock took my hand and looked at me with a reassuring smile that wasn't very reassuring.

He was excited.

I'm so sorry if this took so long! I got super sick and found myself shaking everytime I tried to type :(

I managed to do this much, but I promise to update more once I'm better :)

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