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You looked at Sherlock, John and Mary as you wait for them to explain the situation that just happened two days ago.

“Why are you guys looking at me for?” then it was your cue that they were waiting why you were at Magnussen’s office, “I—I was the one that got shot, why do I have to go first?” John glared at you then back to Mary, noticing that he doesn’t have patient with you or their current situation. You shifted into a comfortable position at the couch, trying to ignore the aches and pains that shot through your body.

“Take this Sherlock, just in case I go into shock” handing Sherlock a case that Frank gave you earlier.

You took a deep breath, “Agent 47, Frank Castle is an ex US Marine Captain into a hitman; he was at tour in Vietnam was he was set up and framed. His family was murdered in front of him” You remembered him at the park as he cried over his family. You found that he was set up and that his family was in danger but you got there too late.

“We were looking for the person that killed Frank’s family until we—we were hired by different people, gangs, organizations to take Intel and eliminate people,” the job became too dangerous for you and Frank, you basically have to change your name at one point.

“People were after us, Hitman after hitman—we manage to kill them before they got to us until your brother stepped in”

“Oh my goodness” John whispered running his hand through his hair

“He offered us protection and to delete everything in the book for us, a chance to start over. I didn’t want to take it in the beginning but Frank thought we need an ally” he also asked you if you can keep an close watch on his little brother, you thought it was some kind of babysitting job but normal is what you need. Needed some change, “So, we work for Mycroft as agents and I guess Hitman for any emergency purposes, of course”

“Even the British Government has gone rouge” John commented again not taking this news rather well. You gazed at Sherlock who was quiet the whole time, you were unsure if telling them the truth would completely change their mind about you. But you were prepared; you knew this time would come.

“Did Mycroft order you and Frank to go after Magnussen?” you gave them a feeble nod.

“Getting shot in the process, what kind of Hitman are you?” said Sherlock, moving towards the window, “Also giving us a fright, Mycroft blamed me for being involved with Magnussen, when it should have been handled by professionals” you heard sadness and guilt in his voice. You didn’t regret your decision, you want to protect Sherlock and you did.

“I’m really sorry about what happened, [Name],“ Mary chimed in, “I didn’t know you would there and—“ she paused feeling the guilt all over again.

“It’s part of the job,” giving a small dismissive wave, “Frank did all the work. I would love to stay and chat some more; I should probably get some rest. Don’t worry about it Mary, I’m not mad” you slowly got up from your seat but Sherlock was already at your side.

“You shouldn’t move too much,” putting his arm around your waist giving you support.

Giving him a smile, “Thanks Sherlock, the stairs might be a challenge but it shouldn’t take too long”

Sherlock raised his eyebrows at you, “What made you think that I’m taking you upstairs? You are staying with me until you are feeling better” you were about to protest and move away from his hold but you just didn’t have the energy to do so.

“Sherlock, I don’t want to be a bother. Plus, I live right upstairs and—“

“Frank trusted me to take care of you. So you better stop complaining and let me handle everything” taken by surprise by his actions, you decided not argue with Sherlock. You just hope that he doesn’t hear how much your heart is beating against your chest.

“I—thank you Sherlock” his lips curled up slightly

“Get some rest, I’ll join you shortly,” Shortly? You mean your sharing Sherlock’s bed, “Well don’t look surprised. The couch is not comfortable for a nights rest” with that he left you with your thoughts.

Two weeks has passed since you’ve been under Sherlock’s care and you have to admit, he’s been doing a really good job. Not that you doubt that he would be horrible at it but you just didn’t know that he has this side of him. He’s currently out for a case with John and Mary was in charged of taking care of you.

“Are you doing alright Mary?” you asked your friend, handing her a cup of tea. You had more freedom to move now; since you convince that you’re just sore most of the time but he thought it’s still a good idea to continue to stay with him.

“John hasn’t talk to me. I’m starting to think that we—we won’t make it” Mary said sadly staring at her cup of tea.

“Nonsense! He just needs some time. He wouldn’t leave you like that—he loves you Mary,” you took a seat beside her, “It was a lot to take in, knowing that people you know, is well—“

“Agents, Hitmen and sociopath” Mary listed, smiling slightly

“Exactly, he will come around” smiling back. Mary set her cup down to the table beside her and leaning her head on your shoulder. Your heart goes out to Mary, all she wanted was to have that normal life and since they have a baby on the way and an upset husband. She needed a friend more than ever. You gave her a comforting pat on her knee, letting her know that you’d be there for her.

“Am I interrupting anything?” Sherlock asked as he stood by the door.

“Welcome home Sherlock, how was the case?” you asked, watching him hang his coat by the coatrack.

“Case was boring and easy,” he complained as he made his way to you and Mary “Are you feeling Mary? You’re not sick are you?” Mary looked confused, as if it was the most complicated question.

“You broke her Sherlock” you giggled, it’s not normal that Sherlock to show this side of him, so it is something different but refreshing.

“I was just merely asking her a simple question” Sherlock shrugged, “I also ordered some chinese food for dinner, I figured that Mary would be staying since John is acting like a child” he took a seat at his chair picking up his violin at the same time.

“Sherlock ordering dinner and—he—“ Mary pointed at the consulting detective and back at you.

“You definitely broke her,” you giggled again taking the used cups to the kitchen.

Another week has gone by and you decided to get out of Sherlock hair, you didn’t want to over extend your stay. When you told him that you were going to move back to your flat, you noticed the way his face and how your demeanor has changed. You were hoping, he would stop from moving out and asked to stay but instead, he nodded and said nothing else.

It was your first night sleeping at your own bed again, when you entered your flat it just left so much lonely and empty. Mrs. Hudson made sure your flat was dust free while you were recovering so the place looks like you never left. You changed into your nightclothes and headed to bed, you will see Sherlock again, after all his just in the flat below you. You closed your eyes, hoping that it will help you to go to sleep.
You tossed and turned throughout the evening or at least, for the pass fifteen minutes. Having the bed al to yourself is not the same; you love sharing Sherlock’s bed. He was warm enough that keeps you from the cold weather of London. You thought going to Sherlock’s flat, maybe his still awake working on a case or something. Maybe, you’ll just let him know that you need some tea before bed. With a plan in your head, you took your robe and headed to Sherlock’s flat.

When you opened the door, you jump in fright when Sherlock’s tall figure stood by the entrance, “Sherlock, you frighten me,” you said, putting a hand at your chest, “what are you here?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing, what you doing up?” he asked,

“I—I couldn’t sleep, so I thought—I thought I’d get some tea before—“ Sherlock grabbed your wrist and made your way to your bedroom.

“It’s been a long day and you’re moving tomorrow” both you and Sherlock lay in your bed together.

“But—“

“Don’t so stubborn woman, I want you to move with me. I—I was having a hard time falling asleep without you” good thing it was dark or else he would have seen you blush.

“It’s only been the first night” even though you already how Sherlock feels about the living together situation. Sherlock pulled you closer to him.

“Who drinks tea at 3 in the morning? Now hush, we need some rest and we have a busy day tomorrow” he does have a good point, you don’t usually get drink tea so early in the morning. As much as you think you’re in denial, Sherlock cares about you, just as much as you care for him.

The next morning, Sherlock did not waste anytime; he was moving some of your things to flat. Lamps that he thought would be useful at your shared flat. Books that he made space at Sherlock’s bookshelf. You thought, how sweet of him to make some room for your favorite books.

Sherlock was out again for a case with John, which he finally came around about the whole idea that his life would just never be normal but then again, they are family. You arrived home early than Sherlock from your meeting with Mycroft and Frank. You were about to order some takeout food, when Sherlock entered the flat.

“I’m home” this is also something new that you found that Sherlock does when he gets home.

“Welcome home, I was about to buy some dinner and—“ Sherlock held up a bag of take out food.

“I already bought some, how was your meeting?” you smiled, he always finds a way to surprise you everyday.

“It was good, we’re going to get some Intel in the next two days” you said, taking a seat at the chair in front of Sherlock, since John moved out you decided to the chair for yourself. Sherlock passes the take out box to you before taking his usual spot at his chair.

“Are you eliminating this person then?” Sherlock asks, you shook your head taking a piece of your dinner.

“Not that I know of but—how’s your case?” you asks, Sherlock gave you a smile in return.

“What would you like to know?”

According to Sherlock’s reaction, this must be a good one, “Tell me everything from the start,” You never thought that you finally find a place, you could home -- what makes it more interesting is with Sherlock Holmes.