The Life Of Miss Amelia Holmes: The Locket

Amelia Rose Holmes. Is Not your average High school student. With the constant drama of her life and the ever so sudden appearance of James Moriarty will she be protected.
(Sherlock Holmes fanfic)


19. ready?


I sat happily, smirking to myself. I watched Hunter, as she stared out on to barren land, that surrounded us. The path was rough and pebbled, so it shook the bus from side to side. I glanced up to see Moriarty smiling back at me, his eyes startlingly green.

I smiled back to him, uncomfortable that I knew he was just scum. I pushed this thought to the back of my mind, I needed to play along just for a little longer. I smiled over at Iron, his face lighting up as if he had an idea.

I turned on my side, staring at the seats on the bus. It was soothing to block out the tragedy that was the world. I focused on planning out my days. It was Monday. So tomorrow would be playing along. Then Wednesday would be travelling further towards the vault.
I closed my eyes for a moment. I started to wonder what would have happened if I hadn't met Moriarty and come on this crazy adventure. I mean, its wasn't like I wasn't used to not knowing where the heck I was or why I trusted people so easily but this time I had just been so blind.

Why didn't I just believe Sherlock?  Why didn't I just stay home? Why did I trust him? I should have known better not to trust anyone. How did I know Iron wasn't just lying to me too? No, he wasn't like that. I needed him and he needed me, we were a team now. If he wasn't there Id surely be alone.

 I didn't get car sick, or sea sick or experience motion sickness at all but all the while I was sure I could throw up. It had to be guilt, or excitement, because soon I would be home, being told off, but safe. I longed to hear the sound if my mother and fathers voice although it was Sherlock I missed the most.

It was like a piece was missing, that I wasn't quite complete. I lost track of time pretty easily so the fact the sun was going down was my only indication that it was late. Everything seemed a blur and haze and I wasn't quite sure of myself.

I took the time to think over my life. Only 3 years ago was I sitting as an 11 year old in primary school, not ever thinking I would have ran away with someone consulting criminal and found myself on the other side of the country. I would have been worrying about whether I had done my homework or remembered my P.E kit. I laughed at my former self, If only it were still that easy.


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