We were having a Christmas dinner. A few people in Sherlock and John's apartment. Small gathering but I preferred that to the number of parties I'd been asked to join.

"A wine (Y/n)?" Mrs Hudson asked passing over a wine glass filled with white wine. Thanking her I sighed when seeing Sherlock trying to remember the name of Johns date.

"Janat Sherlock." I breathed next to him and the woman smiled a small amount next to me.

"I would have gotten it." Sherlock murmured and with a roll of my eyes, I sipped some of the wine. Raising an eyebrow I noticed my phone buzzing. Who would call now? My eyes went slightly wide when seeing the caller.

"Everything alright (y/n)?" John asked from his seat and I sighed

"Yeah. Sorry, I'll just take this call." Walking over to the door Molly came walking in and I smiled. "Hi," I whispered before answering the phone and shutting the door to the hallway.

[Speaking in french]

"What are you calling me for? And now of all times?"

"I-I'm sorry it's just I needed to hear your voice." It was one of my ex's, he cheated on me after a month of dating and yet he always calls up to apologise.

"Yeah well you have, I'm going to block your number if you don't stop calling." His breath was shaky and I let out a soft sigh. "Look, you're the one who cheated on me. Best think before you leap next time. Merry Christmas, goodbye."

[Speaking in English]

Something went wrong in the room next door so I let out another sigh opening the door.

"I apologise for Sherlock," I spoke walking back into the room and the others laughed while Sherlock raised an eyebrow.

"We'd you assume it was me?"

"It's always you dear." Mrs Hudson said and I grinned walking over to the tree. Sherlock walked out of the room and I raised an eyebrow

"To lighten the mood presents. One for each of you." Passing along a gift to everyone, I watched as Sherlock shut the door to his room. Something happened.

"How much did you spend on this ?" Mrs Hudson said staring at the expensive-looking tea.

"Normally I don't tell prices but it's in the hundreds. Remember its like drinking gold." She gasped almost not wanting to touch it and I giggled leaning on the desk.

"How did you know I like peaches?" Janet asked and I smiled.

"Perfume," I said taking yet another sip of my wine.

"This dress is so beautiful," Molly said and I smiled.

"I'd be surprised if you thought otherwise." The overall mood lightened after that. Which was good, I needed something else to think about other than my ex.

"I didn't know you spoke French," John said suddenly changing the conversation, he was talking to me.

"She lived in France for ten years John, why wouldn't she speak French." Mrs Hudson said making everyone laugh.

"I also speak Mandarin and Spanish." They all stared at me. "It's good for clients."

"Fluently?" Mrs Hudson said and I nodded raising my glass with a smile on my face.

"I'll just go check on Sherlock." Placing down the wine down. He was on a call when I creaked open the door. "Is everything alright?" Automatically I whispered this out and Sherlock turned to me.

"Just a case." Humming I stepped inside looking to the phone in his hands. "I'm going out, I'll be back later." He stood from the bed and I stood at the door with my arms crossed.

"John told me about Irene Adler. What's happened." He was shocked for a moment not knowing how I knew this was about.

"I think she's dead." I quirked an eyebrow at him before he kissed me softly leaving the room.

....

I went to bed alone but woke up the next morning with Sherlock next to me. Good thing I slept in his room, John mentioned something might happen yesterday after he found out.

"Morning." I breathed sitting up in one of his shirts. Sherlock hummed rolling over not letting me get out of the bed.

"Don't leave." Letting out a long sigh I noticed the present I got for him was by the nightstand, the case with the new Violin bow with golden writing saying 'Music can change the world.' A Beethoven quote that I thought he'd like. "You are rather good at giving presents." Sherlock murmured out and a small smile landed on my face.

"I try, my job does entail creating things my clients will enjoy." Sherlock hummed once more kissing my neck tiredly before I sat up once more. "I need to get changed and eat something." He didn't want me to get up but I managed to move out of the bed. "I'll be back for breakfast alright." Smiling this he sat up as I left the room trotting down the stairs.

....

Sherlock was gone after breakfast as well as John. Not sure where they went I assumed it was to do with the case.

"I'm just going out to get some cleaning supplies." Mrs Husdon said and I nodded stepping out of my apartment watching her leave. Maybe I should read some books that Sherlock has, I've read most of mine. That's when the front door was slammed open, three men stood there and I stepped back on the steps.

"Do you know where it is?" The ( I assume ) leader said, holding a gun in his right hand.

"You'll have to be more clear on what you're talking about." A glare was on his face and with a nod of his head both his goons grabbed my shoulders roughly.

"The phone." His tone was hostile but any idiot could tell that, he guy has a bloody gun for Pete's sake.

"I don't know what you're talking about." In one swift motion, he punched my cheekbone coursing me to cry out. They took me upstairs before they started there search. "How about now do you know?" I wanted to punch this guy.

"Just because you punch a girl in the face doesn't mean her answer changes. I don't know anything about any phone." He went to punch me again but we heard a door open. Tears were threatening to spill from the pain on my cheek.

"(Y/n) I thought you were going out?" His question seemed silly but I did slightly make me calm down.

"Sherlock." My breath was cut short when the man held tighter onto my shoulder.

"You have something we want Mr holmes." The gun was held next to my head but I tried to keep calm, although my hands couldn't stop shaking.

"Then why don't you ask for it?" Sherlock did a once over on me glancing between my cheek and neck along with the shirt I wore being ripped on the side.

"I even asked this one about it but she doesn't seem to know what I'm talking about. But you do."

"I believe I do." He stepped back, I let out a loud gulp at startled even myself. "First get rid of your boys."

"You two go to the car."

"They go to the car and they drive away. Don't try to trick me, you know who I am it doesn't work." The gun was placed firmly on my head making a tear fall down my face, against my wishes. "Now remove the gun from her head."

"So you can point a gun at me?"

"I'm unarmed. Check if you like." The man stepped away from me going over to sherlock. I was stiff on the seat but felt more at ease once the gun was removed. He started checking around Sherlock and got sprayed in the face followed by being head-butted in the face. Swiftly Sherlock came over and I wrapped my arms around him still shaking.