Uncovering Sherlock

Parents recently dead, loosing her friends, and siblings far from home. Emily Raves is starting over with her life. She decided to move to the city she's always dreamed of moving. London. She finds a cheep flat on Baker Street. She doesn't question why the rent is so cheep until she meets the tenet below her. Sherlock Holmes. A loud and obnoxious man who doesn't seem to have any self control. He reads her like an open book. He seems to know everything about her. She should be appalled by this stalker like quality but she's not. She gets closer to Sherlock. But when Sherlock's friend Dr John Watson interferes will she turn away from their friendship or fight for it.


4. Arch Enemy

I grabbed my purse and walked down the steps. I waved at Sherlock who was in his family room playing the violin. I continued down the steps and out the door. I looked around and tried to remember which way it was to the store. I decided I would take a left. I walked down the street. People walked past me, paying no attention to me. I heard my phone go off and I pulled it out of my pocket. It was an unknown number. I clicked on ignore and continued to walk. I hated unknown numbers. They were ussually people trying to sell you something or just the wrong number. I heard my phone go off again. It was the same unknown number. I clicked on accept and stopped walking for a moment.

"Hello?" I answered. I heard some heavy breathing then a husky voice.

"A car is pulling up next to you, get in," the voice said just as a black car pulled up to the curb.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"Just get in the car. You'll find out soon enough," the voice said.

"And how do I know your not some serial killer?" I asked as I took a step away from the car.

"Because if I was you'd already be dead. I'm not going to hurt you, just get in the car," the voice said again. He sounded calm but I could tell he was getting irritated.

I hung up the phone and opened up the car. A lady in a tight black dress was in the back seat. I slid into the car and shut the door right as the driver pulled away from the curb. The windows were blacked out and there was a screen separating me from the driver. After a little while the car stopped and the lady got out. She held the door open for me and I got out. We were at some warehouse. It looked vacant. I followed the lady down a hall and into a large are were a man in a grey suit stood. He had grey thinning hair and held a cane. 

"What do you want?" I asked as I walked closer to the man. He smelled of cigarettes. 

"I want information," the man said as he swung his cane around. "On Sherlock Holmes."

"Who are you? What do you want with Sherlock?" I asked.

"On a first name basis are you?" the man laughed. "I told him making friends was going to get him into trouble," he said as he took a step closer to me.

"Who are you?" I asked again trying to stay calm.

"You could say I'm Sherlock's arch enemy, that's what I would call us. But he's a bit dramatic sometimes," he said. "Now about the information?" he asked again.

"Well it sounds like you already know him, so why would you need information on him?" I asked.

"To keep him safe. His little friend John Watson wouldn't do it, and Sherlock doesn't tell me anything," he said sounding a bit aggitated.

"Well I'm not going to do it either," I said as I started walking away.

"I'll pay you," the man said. I stopped and turned around.

"I don't want your money," I said. "You can't pay me to rat out a friend."

"Very well," he said as he looked down at the ground. "My driver will drop you off at your flat," he said. I nodded and walked back to the black car.

A few minutes later we pulled up to Baker Street and I got out. The shops were closed now so I would have to wait until morning to get some food. I unlocked the door and walked up to Sherlock's room. He sat in his chair talking with John Watson. They looked at me as I walked in.

"Who is your arch enemy?" I asked.

"What?" they both asked.

"I got picked up by a black car today and the man said he was your arch enemy. He wanted me to sell him information about you," I said. Sherlock started laughing and John smiled.

"When is he going to give that up?" Sherlock asked as he continued to laugh.

"Who was he?" I asked again.

"That was Mycroft," John said. "He did the same thing to me when I moved here," he said as he looked at his watch. "I better be off, Mary will be wondering where I am," he said as he got up and left.

"Who's Mycroft?" I asked as I sat down in the chair John was sitting in.

"You'll find out soon enough," Sherlock said as he continued to laugh.

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