Beastly Chapter 11 (SherlockxReader)

Chapter 11-They’re Coming to Take me Away

You rushed around London, looking for your father. Since you had left Baker Street, you started to see more people, and now you were surrounded. You kept glancing around for him and that’s you saw him. He was sitting in an alleyway. You rushed to him. He was cold, so you hailed a cab, got him in it, and took him home. Kate saw you guys and smiled.

“They’re back.” She said. She had to tell Irene and quick.

“(Y/n).” Your father said as you got him into his chair and wrapped up in a blanket.

“Shh.” You said. “It’s all right Papa, I’m home.” He quickly hugged you.

“I thought I’d never see you again.” He said. You smiled and hugged him back.

“I missed you so much.” You said. He quickly moved back and looked at you.

“But the beast…how did you escape?” He asked.

“I didn’t escape.” You explained. “He let me go.”

“That horrible beast?” He asked, sounding confused.

“But he’s different now.” You said, a dreamy look filling your eyes. “He’s more…human.” That’s when your bag fell over and John tumbled out. “John? What are you doing here?”

“You named the teacup?” Your father asked as John hopped over to the two of you.

“No that’s his name.” You said. “John, you remember my father, right?”

“The man with the ticklish mustache.” John said. “Yeah, I remember him.” He looked at you. “(Y/n), why did you leave? We need you.”

“John, I need you guys too, but my father needed me even more.” You explained. You didn’t know what his reason for needing you was. You thought they all just missed you. That’s when there was a knock on the door. You quickly went to it. Throwing it open, you were greeted by none other than Charles Magnusson. “May I help you?” You asked.

“I’m here to collect your father.” He said, his voice like an ice pick to the brain.

“My father?” You asked. “But…why?”

“Don’t worry my dear,” He said, smiling at you. “We’ll take very good care of him.” He rubbed his knuckles across your cheek, making you shiver and want to pull back.

“Wait a minute, don’t you work at the hospital?” You asked. “In the psychiatric ward?” He just grinned. “My father is not crazy!” You yelled at him.

“He was raving like a lunatic.” Kate said. Her and several of Irene’s followers, including Anderson and Sally, were gathered outside your home to watch the whole thing take place. “We all heard him, didn’t we?”

“Yeah!” Sally and Anderson said together, along with some of the others, most of them being cops that Irene had wrapped around her pretty, little finger. Irene watched from the shadows with a wicked grin on her face.

“No! I won’t let you!” You said, standing in the doorway to block their access.

“(Y/n)?” Your father asked from behind you.

“Ah, hello there.” Kate said. “Tell us again about how big this beast was.”

“He was enormous!” Your father said. “With sharp teeth and horns and black, unruly fur!” Everyone started to laugh at him.

“Well, you don’t get much crazier than that!” Kate laughed.

“It’s true!” Your father said. Magnusson motioned for his helpers to grab your father and put him into the back of the ambulance that you hadn’t noticed. You tried to stop them, but they just brushed you off like you were nothing. Irene came up to you then.

“Poor (y/n).” Irene said. “It’s a shame about what happened to your father.” She walked around you like a lioness stalking her prey.

“You know he’s not crazy Irene.” You said. She smirked at you.

“Well, I might be able to clear up this misunderstanding if…”

“If what?” You asked, having a feeling in your chest of where this was leading to.

“If you finally agree to marry me.” She said.

“What?” You gasped. “I…”

“One little word is all I want to hear from you (y/n).” Irene said. “That’s all it will take to make all of this go away forever.”

“Never!” You said, pushing her away.

“Have it your way.” Irene said, walking away.

“(Y/n).” Your father said. “Let go of me!” You ran inside and grabbed the mirror, ignoring John trying to catch your attention.

“My father’s not crazy and I can prove it!” You said, running back out with the mirror in your hand. Irene’s face fell. “Show me Sherlock.” You said into the mirror. It glowed and showed the image of Sherlock howling at the moon, saddened by your departure.

“Is it dangerous?” Sally asked.

“No! He would never harm anyone!” You said. Your father could see the flash of love in your eyes. “I know he looks vicious, but he’s really gentle. And kind. And sweet. And adorable. And…”

“If I didn’t know better,” Irene said, putting her hand on your shoulder. “I’d think you had feelings for this monster.”

“He’s not the monster Irene.” You said, pulling away from her. “You are.” That was like a shot to Irene’s ego, and she wasn’t happy about it. She grabbed the mirror and pulled it from your hands.

“She’s as crazy as her old man!” Irene said. “The beast will eat your children! He will kill us all like the freak of nature he is! We will not be safe until his head is mounted on the wall.”

“No! You can’t do this!” Kate pushed you down but you got back up quickly.

“Come on boys and girls!” Irene said. “Let’s go kill a beast.” You went to stop her, but Irene grabbed you and nodded to Magnusson’s men to grab your father. Both of you were thrown into your cellar. “Can’t have you running off to warn him, now can we?”

“Let us out!” You said as they shut and barricaded the door. With that, Irene started to lead everyone to Baker Street. To kill the beast.