Sherlock x Reader: A consulting detective in love chapter 12

(YN) : your name (LN) : last name (HC) : hair colour   (EC): Eye colour 

Chapter 12: Caged bird, Clipped wings.

Your POV

There you woke up, in Moriarty's arms. You felt his warm arms around you, locking you there and making you unable to move. You wanted out of his arms, you felt him start to wake. 

"Morning my bride..."

"M-Morning..."

"I'll go make you some breakfast..." He releases you from his arms and walks out of the room

You sit up and look down at your hands, you breathed in and out lightly. Moriarty walked back in holding a silver tray in his hands. He smirked at you and sat down beside you."Open!" You opened your mouth and he proceeded to feed you your breakfast. You gulped it down and let him wipe any remains of the food away from your lips and cheeks. He smirked and caressed your cheek with his thumb

"Tomorrow's the day my love... Tomorrow's the day that we are wed..." 

You kept your eyes facing the ground. He smirked wider and stood up

"Today you will have a day to prepare... to prepare for the wedding with a few of my... associates... are you alright with that my love?"

"Y-Yes..."  

"Good!" He smiled and got up from the bed and took the empty plate away. 

You looked in the mirror and shivered when you saw yourself, the bruises had spread and were turning a disgusting blackish purple colour.

Moriarty came back in and walked over to you and pecked your cheek

"I have to go my little swan, I'll be back in a few hours! Don't worry I have Moran looking after you till my associates come over!" He smiled and walked out of the room. 

You shakily rose to your feet and walked towards the bathroom. You splashed water in your face, you looked up and saw that your eyes were dull and had no life in them. 

They looked like the eyes of a doll... cold and lifeless.You stuttered out a sigh and walked back into the bedroom and changed into some of your clothes. You heard the front door open and slam shut. You sighed as you heard footsteps downstairs

'Moran is here...' You thought to yourself and glanced at the window.

It wasn't locked and the key was hanging from a small string. You walked up to the window.

'I could escape. As long as Moran doesn't see me.' You thought and opened the window as wide as it could open, you glanced down and saw the small drop.

'I'd probably just hurt my leg, I could still get away from here.' You put your foot on the window-ledge and stepped up and glanced at the door and saw that it was still closed. You looked down and leaped forwards and fell to the ground, you landed harshly onto the ground and felt your knees scrape painfully against  the ground.You bit your lip and stood up and sneakily walked away from the wall and made sure you weren't seen by anyone. 

You walked carefully past the window, you stole a small look into the window to see that Moran wasn't in the living-room. You felt a presence behind you and was grabbed from behind by a strong pair of hands, you tried to fight back but were defenseless against him. You writhed and struggled as you saw Moran drag you back into the house. You struggled and writhed until he dragged you through and into the living-room. He threw you to the ground

"Listen here Bitch! You are marrying the boss whether you like it or not,  you agreed to do it and you know the consequences!" He snarled, you backed away.You knew that it was wise to keep quiet and to wait until he's gone. He kept snarling and walked off. You stood up and looked at where his hands had left their mark on your skin. You shook it off and looked at Moran who was standing by the door. You breathed in and sighed lightly, you saw 3 people approach the front door.

'The associates are here.' You thought and your thoughts were deemed correct when the front door to the house opened.They approached you with bags in hand, they all faffed around and you didn't pay one ounce of your attention to them. You just nodded when they talked and remained quiet. They soon left and left all of your clothes for the wedding with you. You looked at the dress and felt your eyes water but you stopped them and thought

'No, I won't cry! I won't! If Sherlock was... a-alive he would want me to be strong and to be resilient, I must not give up!' You thought and smiled lightly but hid it when Moran turned his head to look at you. 

You glared him down and stood your ground. He grumbled and walked away from the door. You turned away from him and sat down on the couch that was in the living-room. You turned your head to see a picture with a knife struck through it. It was a photo of Sherlock. You grasped the knife and pulled it out of the table and the photo. After you picked up the picture, you held it close to you and traced the photo with your fingertips. You heard Moran come into the living-room, you stuffed the picture into your pocket. He came in with a tray of food, you stood up and walked over to the dining table. 

You sat down and saw a plate of food being placed before you. 

You looked at it."Eat." He said grimly

"No." You said plainly, you don't know why but you decided to fight back

"Eat!" He growled

You didn't reply as he walked closer to you and grabbed your hair and tugged it harshly

"EAT (insert word here)!!!!!" His voice was gravelly

You looked at the food and pushed it away, you felt Moran pick up the rather sharp cutlery knife and held it close to your jugular. You gulped but remained calm

"That's it! You're walking on rather thin ice Missy and I will slice your jugular if you anger me more than you already have!" 

"You can't hurt me, if you do then Moriarty will kill you in an instant. I learned that when you took me to the base." You glanced at him

"You're right but the thing is bitch I'm not sure how the boss will react when he finds out about your little escape plan..." He grinned and removed the knife from your jugular and backed away from you

"I won't force you to eat... but the boss will." He walked away from you

You sighed and saw the once hot food grow cold. You gulped and saw the sun go down slowly. You felt sudden pain in your heart, knowing that tomorrow was the day of the dreaded wedding. You took out the picture and stared at it intently, you held it close.

'I will be strong for him... ' You heard the front door open and slam shut, Moran had left and immediately locked the door. 

You walked and sat in the taxidermy infested living-room. A few moments later, you heard the front door unlock and close. Moriarty walked through and went straight the the room you came to know as his office or study. You stayed quiet as you watched him trudge through the living-room and into his office. You sighed when you saw him enter his office, soon after that you felt your stomach rumble slightly. You walked up to the kitchen and took some crackers and biscuits and ate them quietly. You heard your voice being called from the office, Moriarty wanted to see you. You walked quietly over to his office and pressed a light knock to his door.

Sherlock's POV

I paced the floor until I saw the guy who had the information on Moriarty and (YN). John ushered him inside and told the man to sit down. 

"What information do you have on a man known as Moriarty, from the past few days would be great." I turned my head to look at him.

"I'm not going to tell you anything." The guy sitting before me had a harsh cockney accent. 

I gritted my teeth and glared at the man "I called you here so you could give me information, tell me now!" 

"I'm not going to tell you anything, unless you can persuade me with a little negotiation..." He smirked and rubbed his thumb and his forefinger together to make the hand motion for money. I growled deeply and grabbed the man by his hoodie and threw him to the wall and held the skinny man up.

"Listen here! Moriarty has kidnapped the woman I love and I am not in the mood for your greedy little games! Tell me now before I make D.I Lestrade aware of your little escapades!" Fury coated my voice, the man before me shook violently.

"I-I'll tell you okay, please d-don't tell the police about me." I let go of his hoodie and let him stand on his own two feet

"I saw a black limousine speeding through central London a couple of days ago, I got the license plate and all, it looked as if they were heading to Gatwick Airport."

"How do you know it was Moriarty's limousine?" John asked"I caught up with the limousine and nearly got hit by it, when the window came down I saw him with an unconscious girl in the back-seat with him."

"He said not to tell the police about it or anyone at all, otherwise he would send one of his men after me...That's all I know." The man ran out of the flat, I saw a figure standing by the door-frame

"Brother dearest, you do really love her don't you." Mycroft walked into the flat with Anthea

"I do Mycroft... I do."He sighed and told John to check his emails, John checked and saw that he had 3 emails with attachments with them, all of the emails were from Mycroft

"I asked around and after hearing that they were heading to Gatwick Airport, I asked for the camera footage from 2 days ago and they caught footage of what seems to be Moriarty and Miss (YN)." Mycroft said and showed John and I the footage. After we watched the footage, Mycroft spoke out

"It seems that they took a private jet to (insert State in America here)."I nodded, John put his laptop down and looked at me.

"I know what you're going to ask brother, And I will help you get her back..."

"Thank you Mycroft."Mycroft nodded and handed me an envelope, he left with Anthea by his side. 

After he left, I rang up Lestrade. I told him everything that we found out and told him about the plan that I had figured out in my head while I watching the footage. Lestrade agreed to help, Donovan even took the phone and said that even she would help get (YN) back. John was in and out of the room and had packed a light travel bag. I was already out of the flat and downstairs, a taxi halted before me. I helped John in and closed the door harshly, I told the taxi driver to go to Gatwick Airport and to go as fast as possible. Lestrade drove behind the taxi with his officers in their cars. I kept thinking about (YN), I kept thinking about if she was okay or not. 

'Stay strong for me (YN)... ' I thought to myself and tapped my fingers on my knee as the taxi drove at high speed towards London's famous airport

Your POV

You waited until you heard Moriarty say you could enter, you opened the door slightly and walked in. You looked around and couldn't see Moriarty. You heard the door close from behind you, you turned around to see Moriarty standing there. You gulped but kept steady and strong. After he closed the door, he started to back you into a book-case. You looked around and saw no way to escape except for the door. He had you pinned to the tall book-case, he smirked. You kept a blank face and kept a strong posture. Moriarty's hand came and struck you across the face two times, you felt the imprint of his hand linger on your face

"I heard about your little breakout plan from Moran, You know little swan very well that if you disobey me or try to escape... Your family's lives will be the first thing that I take away from you." He growled

You didn't cry, though you wanted to. You didn't. The slap mark felt as if he had marked you, it was throbbing slightly. He kept you pinned to the book-case, he leaned in and whispered

"I know what you may be thinking, this may be quite an easy straight through punishment but in reality little bitch... this is only part one of your punishment."

You felt goosebumps cover your arms as he said that, fear entered you mind

"Part 2 will be taking place on our wedding night..." He smirked, your face lost all colour when he said that. 

"I do like to follow tradition..." He whispered into your ear, his voice was harsh and animalistic

"Come my love, night is approaching and the wedding is tomorrow... you'll need your rest." He led you to the bedroom.You immediately ran to the en-suite to change but it was locked, you fiddled with the doorknob but it wouldn't budge

"Sorry Dear but Part 1 of your punishment isn't over yet..." He smirked and threw your pajamas to you.You knew what he meant and you bit your lip as you got unchanged and changed into your pajamas, you felt his eyes on you. You picked up your clothes and put them by your side of the bed. You saw the picture of Sherlock was in the pile of clothes so you made sure you could see the picture when you put the clothes down. You nervously slipped under the covers of the bed. Moriarty grabbed your left hand and played with the diamond ring that rested on your finger. He kissed it before laying down in the bed, he pulled you down and pulled you close to him. He pressed kisses to your neck and traced his fingers up your sides. You flinched but looked at the picture of Sherlock, you smiled at the picture before your eyes fluttered shut.

TIME SKIP~~~~~~~~~~~ TODAY IS THE DAY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA LOLZOR

You heard a loud ringing noise, you woke up and saw an alarm going off. You switched it off and saw that Moriarty was gone. You sighed in relief but tensed up when you remembered what today was. You gulped and saw a note with a rose by your side. You picked up the note.

Dear (YN),                

Today is the day my bride, the day we are to be wed. My associates will be coming in soon to help you get ready for the wedding. I cannot wait till I make you my queen, Mrs (YN) Moriarty... It has a nice ring to it. You and I will rule an empire of terror and brutality. Your heart will belong to me and it will be mine and mine alone. Remember what I said my dear last night... Keep that in mind when you are walking down that aisle.                                               

Love your soon to be Husband                                                           

~Jim Moriarty~                                                                   

  xxx

You threw the paper away and turned your head to look for the picture of Sherlock. It was gone...You sat up and looked for it, you then saw millions of tiny pieces of paper scattered across the floor. It was the picture of Sherlock, torn to shreds. You walked over and gathered up as many pieces of the picture as you could and held it close to you. You heard people walking up the staircase. 

Then, Moriarty's associates burst in and started pushing you towards the bathroom to wash your hair. They washed it for you, you still held the tiny pieces of the pictures tightly in your hands. You let them do your makeup and hair. You kept your eyes down and let them do as they pleased with your face and hair. They all suddenly left and didn't come back.

You sighed but you perked up when you heard something, you turned your head and saw a little mockingbird sitting on a branch outside of the window, you smiled at the small bird. It was singing a happy song and twittering around happily, it started to fly around the window and you stared at the small bird intently.

A loud gunshot was then heard, the bird was no longer in sight and feathers were flying everywhere, your smile dropped and you turned your head away. A feather from the mockingbird managed to squeeze through a gap in the window and landed on your lap. You picked up the feather and held it in your hands with the pieces of the ripped picture.

You sighed and looked down at them, Moriarty's words began to echo in your head. You tried to push his words out of your head but it was nearly impossible to do such. The associates came back  in and had the wedding dress in their hands. They handed you the dress and left you to get changed. You quietly changed and put the shoes that went with the dress on. You looked at yourself in the mirror, a tall mirror. You looked at yourself and then looked at the feather and pieces of the picture

'I am just like a caged bird, forced to be entertaining and forced to be owned by a man, my wings have been clipped and my talons have been torn from me... I was once free but everything that is freed must be caged and used...' You thought to yourself. 

One of the associates came in and smiled at you softly, she had a veil in her hands and a small bouquet. She clipped the veil to your hair and put it over your face. It helped cover the bruise that was left from when Moriarty slapped you last night, the makeup covered most of it but it was still noticeable.The woman smiled and handed you the bouquet before leaving the room. There you stood alone in the room, you looked at the bouquet and then the ripped up picture. 

You remembered Sherlock's smile and smiled at it. You kept Sherlock in your mind as you walked out of the bedroom and down-stairs. You kept going through everything you loved about Sherlock as the associates of Moriarty swooned over you and fiddled with your hair, clipping the stray hairs in place as you looked at the bouquet. You closed your eyes and imagined 221B, with Sherlock and John chatting. 

You smiled at that and kept that image in your head, you hand clutched the bouquet in your hands tightly though your hands refused to stop shaking. The front door opened, and the associates started to lead you outside and led you into a pure white limousine.

END OF CHAPTER 12 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A/N

Hello My little tacos and cupcakes! Here is chapter 12 and hopefully chapter 13 will be up not too long after. I hope you have enjoyed the series! I have enjoyed writing it! Chapter 13 will sadly be the last chapter :( The finale is near! 

News about my life- I went to Sherlocked Convention last Saturday and had an utter blast! If any of you went, I hope you had fun too! ^-^ Well I guess this is my A/N for this chapter so bye my little tacos and cupcakes, I'll see you all when I update next! 

~AgentLlamaSocks341 aka Sophie~xxx