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She Is A Little Crazy Sherlock x Reader
by Caligo-Loki-Love, Sep 11, 2013, 8:58:40 AM
Literature / Fan Fiction / Drama
“It's different this time. You know it.”
Sherlock was quiet, eyes skimming quickly over all the scattered pieces.
“It's because it's her.”
Still silence.
“You need a break. When was the last time you ate? Slept? You've barely moved from that spot for the last ten hours!”
His eyes snapped up toward the man. They were void of emotion. “If I even waste a second, she will die, John. Do you want that?”
John's face fell before he dropped into his chair and buried his face into his hands. You were gone. Taken away by Moriarty. In order to get you back, they needed to complete the puzzle. A literal puzzle. At each crime scene, there was a piece or two. Those were the hints. Once all the pieces were in Sherlock's possession, you would die. The goal? They had to figure out the picture before that. John had his suspicions that the actual picture would reveal where you were being kept, but Sherlock never answered.
Of course, none of the pieces really connected. Some edges, some just random pieces. None of it made sense to John, but Sherlock's hands were always at work. Rearranging and moving the pieces every few minutes to get a new view. As his hand began to reach for another shift, his phone buzzed.
Without a moments hesitation, he answered and the phone was connected to his ear. “Hello?”
“Sherlock?”