Sherlock Imagines

The Hunting Game (Part 8)-Sherlock

You ran down the tunnel, down the tracks with the police. You approached a carriage car and pushed in front of the policemen. You opened the door and stepped up inside.

"I'm definitely going to kill you." John said.

"Oh please. Killing me was so two years ago." Sherlock said and turned around.

He saw you standing there and looked shocked. You walked right up to him and slapped him across the face. He rubbed his cheek where you'd hit him and then looked at you.

"How could you do this?" You shouted.

"Do what?" He asked.

"You know what I mean. Go galavanting off with John right into danger and nearly getting yourself killed..."

You stopped and looked at Sherlock. You knew he already knew what you were going to say next but the look on his face made you sigh and say it anyway.

"...without me." You added.

Sherlock smiled and put his hands on your arms, "I promise that next time I will bring you along with me." He said.

"Good." You said smiling.

John came up next to Sherlock with a smile plastered on his face.

"What?" You asked.

"I just...I never thought I'd see the day that Sherlock Holmes would fall in love." He said chuckling a bit.

"You didn't." Sherlock said.

"Excuse me?" You asked.

"I've already fallen." He said.

You smiled and let out a laugh. You wrapped your arm behind his back. He slipped his arm over your shoulder. You all walked out of the car and out, back to Baker Street.
The next morning, you arrived at 221B and walked inside. Mrs. Hudson, Mary, Greg, and everyone else was there already. They all greeted you happily and Greg gave you a glass of champagne. You smiled and took it gratefully. Sherlock and John came out. You slipped your arm behind Sherlock's back and walked with him over to the window.
You sipped your champagne and stared out the window with Sherlock. You heard the door open and turned to look. Molly Hooper walked in with a man. You guessed it was her boyfriend. You looked at him oddly. He looked mostly like Sherlock. They way he dressed, his hair, the color of his eyes, it all seemed to match. You slowly turned your gaze away and rested your head on Sherlock's shoulder.
John walked over to the two of you and Sherlock turned around.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Ready." John confirmed.

You slipped your arm away and let them leave. Sherlock stopped when he saw Molly's boyfriend. You knew that he was deducing him but he kept his mouth shut, for once. He shook his hand and walked out the door.

"Have fun!" You called after them.

You smiled and walked over to Molly and Greg. You immediately joined into conversation and had a good time with all the people you had met over the past few days. You were happy with your life now. Your life with Sherlock Holmes.