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Chapter 9: Meeting Moriarty Things were tense at 221b. Sherlock wanted to continue discussing the practicality of John changing him, but the vampire was always quick to change the subject. They were watching a movie when the argument began again. To John’s relief Sherlock’s phone rang a few minutes in with a call from Lestrade asking them to come to a crime scene. Lestrade was leading them through the halls of an apartment building talking to John, “I think some of the cases I could not get Sherlock to look at were linked. The abduction cases and some of the murders.” “I did look at them and they weren’t

Chapter 6: No More Secrets Lestrade’s eyes flew open. He heard a cab door open out side and knew it was the detective. Cursing himself for falling asleep he stumbled to his feet before he had finished changing back into human form and hurried from the flat flinching as the door slammed shut behind him. John was brought back to the present with a start just as Sherlock entered the flat. Remembering Baskerville he closed his eyes and waited for the shouting, the loathing, maybe even a stake through the heart. He felt like he had one anyway. The vampire heard a creak as Sherlock sat opposite him in his leather chair. After the silence s

Chapter 8: Dinner John was drinking from a bag of blood when Sherlock came into the kitchen. He looked nervous and hovered around like he was afraid to ask something. “There are whispers that a man named Moriarty is the one who hired monster hunters to come after us.” the detective said suddenly “It is likely he is the one who put up cameras in here before Mycroft’s. Heard of him?” John shook his head and Sherlock sat next to him toying with the salt shaker. “I don’t know what to do.” He laughed suddenly, “I can not exactly ask you out to dinner.” “You could.” Sherloc

Chapter 9: The Long Awaited Wedding Sherlock paced back and forth, back and forth, anxiously waiting for his cue. Lestrade stood a few feet away leaning against the church wall, he had given up his attempts to calm him down. Sherlock paused to study himself in the reflection from a stain glass window. He straighten his boutonniere, which consisted of a dark purple calla lily flanked by two gold ones. He had done this so many times the pin would leave a permanent hole in his suit. “Sherlock, it’s time.” The DI’s words reached him and his legs nearly gave out. He wobbled sightly as he made his way to the door and Greg

Chapter 7: Meeting the Family “She has not been home for months.” Mike’s anxious voice said from the phone. John had gone out on a walk, leaving Lestrade at the mercy of Sherlock’s interrogation, when the cupid called him. He could not understand his concern for Irene. “She is a big girl, she is what, fifty? Sirens can take care of themselves.” “But she did not mention that she would be going anywhere.” “Irene probably saw one too many videos of the ocean. It is not easy for her kind to live in the city, she probably went home.” John replied glancing at his watch. “Maybe y

Chapter 8: Proposing and Planning It was a warm night and Sherlock lay with his cheek pressed against the rough skin of John’s chest. John was lazily playing with the mass of curly black hair in front of him. The detective had been tracing the old scars across John’s stomach absentmindedly. His hand halted on one for several minutes and John shifted underneath him. “Something on your mind?” Sherlock turned his head up to look at John, “I love you,” he said quietly, “and I assume you love me.” John rolled his eyes at this, “I have been wondering, do you want to get married?” John&

Chapter 7: Motherly Mycroft Mycroft looked down at the crying newborn with distain. Anthea had retrieved the child from the hospital and brought her in happily nestled in her arms. He had found his assistant's cooing over the baby distracting and had let her go home early. Well he was regretting it now. He reluctantly placed a few fingers to the child’s face and her sobbing ceased. Mycroft gingerly wiped her runny nose with a handkerchief and she closed her eyes contently. He stared at her in surprise and lifted his hand from the cot. To his alarm her face crumpled instantly and she began to cry again. In resignation he wheeled his c

Chapter 5: London, April 16, 1724 It was a dreary day, and John was in a rather dreary mood. He was sitting in the shadowed alley between abandoned buildings with his medicine bag on his lap, absently fiddling with its worn handle. It was his only possession, what had once been a simple satchel was now a suitcase and pillow. He remembered his father’s look of pride all those years ago when he had first gotten the bag. Think about his parents made him even more morose. His thoughts were interrupted by a small cry. John looked up to see a woman about his age sprawled in the road. She was wealthy by the look of her garments, and he hesit

Chapter 4: Unmasked John was watching the news when his flat mate burst into the living room. “John we need to go undercover!” Sherlock said excitedly as he tossed a piece of paper to him. John picked it up and read the invitation, “A masquerade ball? Are you serious?” “Yes, the host has had two murders in his house.” “Ummm,” John mumbled rubbing his neck where there were several faint scars. Sherlock was looking at him expectantly and John felt his argument die in his throat. He wanted to keep Sherlock from finding out he was a vampire, so telling him he could not go to a party because he w

Chapter 3: Of Monsters and Detectives A box arrived at 221b and John hurried down to get it. He carried it, hands shaking, to the kitchen. He shuffled through it until he pulled out a bag of blood and plunged his fangs into it greedily. Sherlock often ordered organs and John had volunteered to do it for him. Now he had fresh healthy blood for the first time in a long time. He put down the empty bag and put the organs away before grabbing a second one. He was growing fond of the human, he mused. He had taken up a personal oath to protect the detective, but nothing more. Humans died so quickly, so easily. Despite this casual relationship som