𝕄𝕪 𝕊𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 5

It would be an understatement to say that last night wasn't awkward. Sherlock had to practically force Alanna to sleep in his room while he slept in the couch

Turns out Sherlock had made a schedule to go see Enola at Miss Harrison's, the night Sherlock found Alanna, Mycroft found Enola...

Alanna was trying to put the bow in her hair which she was having trouble with, she never put her bow in without one of her housemaids because she was always scared of her bow being crooked.

Sherlock noticed Alanna struggling and walked over to her. "Here, let me." Sherlock stated taking the bow out of her hands and putting it in her hair.

"Thank you." Alanna smiled turning around. Once she turned she was brought face to face with the those beautiful blue eyes with the small brown spot in the right eye.

"Are you ready?" Sherlock asked Alanna in a whisper"I believe I am" Alanna said

"I cannot imagine how Enola is doing right now." Alanna sighed

"And why is that?"

"Sherlock, that school was the worst part of my life. She's too bright for that school. And those girls are terrible." Alanna told him "I see. Well the Carriage is outside we can talk about it on our way there." Sherlock said opening the door

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Alanna was staring out at the window while Sherlock was reading a back while waiting for Enola. They heard the door open and Alanna turned around "Mr. Holmes. Miss Alexander." Miss Harrison greeted while putting Enola's chin up

"You" Enola said painfully, Alanna felt bad for the girl. Sherlock had the chance to help her but he didn't "Thank you, Miss Harrison." Sherlock thanked closing the book

"Oh. Of course." Miss Harrison patted Enola leaving the room, Sherlock closed the book "I have never seen such a range of romances in my life. It's enlightening to turn you to newspapers" Sherlock said and Enola walked over grabbing the newspaper Alanna was holding

"What in heaven's are you looking for?" Alanna questioned, and all Enola did was ignore her "Why might you be interested in the personals? You've gone quite mad." Sherlock said and Alanna elbowed him

" I have a right to be mad in a place like this." Enola said "She's quite right" Alanna agreed "I was forced into calligraphy as a child. Ah. Hated it, but there's rarely a case where someone's handwriting doesn't tell me something I need to know." Sherlock said

"And what might I learn from deportment?" Enola questioned "The way a person stands may disguise who they are." Alanna told her as Sherlock took a seat "Nothing's wasted." Sherlock added on

"Have you found her?" Enola asked her brother "No, not yet." He said closing the book "I went to the tearooms, where Edith threatened me with a teapot. And where I found Alanna. And to the lime house." Sherlock told her "I believe you went there too." Alanna said and Enola looked down. Sherlock chuckled a bit "You've become quite the detective, Enola."

"Did you find the gun powder? And the bombs?" Enola asked "We did." Sherlock told her "Why would she-" Before Enola could finish Sherlock cut her off "I shudder to think. Perhaps she wants to change the world." Sherlock said