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They really did my man Mycroft dirty

In book 8 of the Moriarty the Patriot manga, the book that has his face on it, he in like only 2 or 3 pages.

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Time chapter 8

Moriarty the Patriot x fem reader

this has also been posted on Wattpad under the same username

Mycroft had some people bring my stuff back. I went through it to make sure nothing was missing. I started strapping my things back where they belong when I heard Mycroft clear his throat. I looked up at him, he was holding up an ugly looking fancy dress with an expecting look on his face.

“I’m not wearing that” 

“You are about to meet the Queen of England herself. Many people would be honoured to be in your place right now, so you will put some decent clothes no” Mycroft said with a tone of authority. 

“I am wearing decent clothes” I spat back at him.

“Those are not decent clothes. Those are commoner clothes and not appropriate to wear in front of the royalty” I raised an eyebrow at him and looked at him like he was insane.

“Bruh… where I’m from that doesn’t matter. These clothes are convenient and comfy and that's all that matters right now. I’m not changing my clothes for anyone” I stubbornly said 

Time Skip 

I ended up not having to change, much to the dismay of Mycroft. I then got my stuff back and we then went to the carriage. 

It was deadly silent in the carriage. I was going through the Queen's medical file again and was making notes. Mycroft was just staring at me in silence. It was terribly awkward, he seemed to be trying to read me. 

We were now entering the palace. I was in awe of the architecture and the decor. 

“You should close your mouth before a fly goes in” Mycroft commented. I gave him a glare as he led the way to the Queen. 

When we got to the Queen’s study, a person standing next to the door knocked on the door and entered, “Sir Holmes is here with a guest your highness” The man said as he bowed.

 “Thank you Bernard, you may take your leave now and tell Mycroft to come in.” The Queen answered absentmindedly, not giving him a glance as she continued to go through her papers on her desk. 

Bernard left the room, nodded his head at Mycroft and walked away. Mycroft and I walked into the room, Mycroft bowed and I just stood to the side awkwardly. The Queen looked up at us, she first looked at Mycroft and then her eyes landed on me. Her face scrunched up slightly, she looked me up and down with a look of disdain.

“You must be the famous Dr that everyone is talking about.” The Queen said as she stood up.

“I wouldn’t say famous, I’m Dr (Name) (Surname) and I-” Before I could have said anything else the Queen interrupted me.

“Yes I know who you are. I’m sure Mycroft has informed you of my condition. You are only here because Mycroft insisted that you could figure out what’s going on. I certainly doubt you could, considering you’re a lower class woman… but I’m getting desperate and I have a country to run. Now get on with it will you” 

To tell you I was shocked was an understatement. I was flabbergasted. I was angry to say the least. I took a deep breath to try calm down and then I exploded.

“Listen. I don’t care what you think. I can already see where this is going. I am here to figure out what is going on with you, but if I am going to be treated like this I will walk out the door.”

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Time chapter 7

Moriarty the Patriot x fem reader

this has been posted on Wattpad under the same username as well

Mycroft sighed but handed me a file with the Queen’s medical records anyway. I opened the file and read through her medical record as Mycroft started to explain her symptoms. 

“She has fatigue, loss of feeling in her left hand, she’s had strange convulsions at least 3 times in the past month and she sometimes forgets things and she has not been acting like herself lately” he explained

“Have you given her an exorcism?” I said with a sarcastic undertone. He glared at me and then pinched the bridge of his nose.

“One of those idiot doctors brought in a priest and did an exorcism. I don’t know the exact details of what happened but her Majesty has been even worse than before”

“I was only joking but DAMN I was not expecting that” he gave me a strange look, “What was she doing and where was she when the convulsions started?” I continue to look through the file without spare the British Government himself. 

“Every time was different, her Majesty was either in her office doing paperwork, walking in the garden or reading in the royal library” when he said ‘her Majesty’ I started to mock him and moved my lips to make a point. He sent a glare my way but I didn’t notice since I was too engrossed in reading the file. 

“Do you know if she has suffered any head trauma recently?” I asked

“Not that I know of. Her Majesty never mentioned anything” 

As I looked through the file I noticed a similar pattern of events.

“I reckon it’s a neurological problem or an infection of some kind but I can’t be sure until I see the patient myself” I answered as I finally looked up at Mycroft. He had a slight look of worry in his eyes but his face remained stoic. “I’m hoping that its an infections because if it’s neurological there's nothing much I can do with the tools of this time to help or diagnose it easily”

“You will be staying in the palace until the Queen has been diagnosed and given a treatment plan if possible” Mycroft said with a very serious voice.

“So kidnapping basically?”

“Yes unless your fine with this”

“Fine, but let's just get going and can I get my stuff back” 

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I think I waited too long to Ascend

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Nothing much. Just Moran being Moran

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Bro my game glitched in the middle of this cut scene

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Time chapter 6

Moriarty the Patriot x fem reader

this has been posted on Wattpad under the same username as well

“And what’s this I hear about you being from the future?” Mycroft asked with a smug smile. I knew I couldn’t lie to him anymore.

“Who told? It can only be between Lestrade and Sherlock”

“Neither of them. I suppose Sherlock did… He tends to sleep talk” he said with a blank expression.

“He does?... I did not expect that” I said with a laugh at the end. 

“But that's not the point I’m trying to get at. Now why did you come back in time?”

“ Listen, I'm going to be honest with you. I have no idea why I’m here or how I got here” I looked him dead in the eyes. He looked sceptically, but then his face softened slightly, just barely enough to notice but it was there. “I just want to go back home but I’m stuck here.” I said with emotion evident in my voice. 

Mycroft was quiet, he didn’t know what to say. For the first time in his life he was left stumped. He was not expecting this. 

How is that possible? I thought she came here with a specific agenda but she is telling the truth. Her body language is saying she’s being truthful. This is very peculiar. 

So if she is really a doctor from the future her medical knowledge must be astounding compared to the doctors of our time, and she must know what will happen in our future. She will be a good asset to have.

I think I should test her to see how she does.

“I need your help with something” He said nostalgically and he walked up and down the room. 

“So you kidnap me, tie me to a chair, interrogate me and then ask for my help?” I raised my eyebrow at him, “You're shameless aren’t you?” I chuckled softly.

“Will you help or not?”

“Depends what you need help with”

“The queen has come down with an unknown illness. The best doctors in the world but none of them can figure out what it is” he stopped pacing the room and looked down at me, “and since you’re a doctor from the future, you will most likely be able to find out what it is” 

“First untie me and second what are her symptoms?” 

“Is this you accepting?” He walked behind me and untied my restraints, his hands lingered on mine for a moment before he pulled away.

“Not necessarily, it depends what her symptoms are and how serious because I have other patients that could really do with my help as well” I said as I started rubbing my wrists.

Mycroft wasn’t pleased with my answer “We can’t have any of this information get out to the public. Do you swear to not say a word off this” he asked very seriously. 

“I won’t say anything unless you give me a reason not to” 

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Time chapter 5 (Moriarty the Patriot x reader)

This has already been posted on wattpad under the same username

  London, England 1875 

It’s been 3 months now since I’ve been here, it's now October. I’m now working as a doctor for a few nobles, I use half the money I earn for personal stuff and the rest I use for medical care to help the lower classes. 

Last month a young girl came up to me and she asked me to come take a look at her big sister. They live in the slums. I ended up spending 2 weeks there helping sick people. After that I realised that there is clearly no proper medical system in this country, but I can’t expect much from 1800s England.  

After that day I saved that heart attack victim, I've been popular as a doctor. I was on the front page of the newspaper. One person accused me of being a witch, but they were deemed insane so nothing happened luckily. A lot of other doctors have tried to debunk my way of practice, but each time they failed. I’ve had a hundred percent success rate since I got here. My medical textbooks have helped a lot and the history textbook turned out to be a medical history, which helped a lot. Thanks to my books I have been able to more easily figure out what is most likely wrong with my patients.  

Sherlock has come by once or twice asking some medical questions relating to his cases. I’ve managed to help him here and there. Lestrade comes and visits once in a while to see how I’ve been doing. I often see Miss Hudson. We have become good friends. 

About a week ago I was on my way to a patient when I started to notice a man following me. I’ve tried to figure out who he is and why he’s following me. After that started, I purchased a gun and bullets for self defence and kept it on me at all times. I’ve been cautious whenever I go out. This is starting to freak me out.

Today I have been extremely careful. I have only gone out to see one or two patients today. 

I had just finished with my last patient for today, I was on my way back to my apartment in Baker Street. When I suddenly fell unconscious. I felt my body being lifted up. 

3 hours later  

I woke up with a pain in my neck and a throbbing headache. It was dark, very dark. I tried to move but felt my arms and legs were bound to the chair I’m sitting in. I tried to untie the restraints but they were too tight.   

The door opened and a man walked in, he was holding a lantern. The light from the lantern was dim but it was bright enough for me to see my surroundings, brick walls and an old oak door. The man that walked has short naive blue hair similar to Sherlock. The same eyes as him, he has that same look, he’s trying to read me but almost seems to have a look of confusion. He seemed slightly taller than him, his demeanour was commanding respect. He seemed older than Sherlock, but based on genetics I’m guessing he is Sherlock's older brother.

“You’re Sherlock’s older brother aren’t you? I’ve seen you before, you’re the guy who’s been following me” I asked, he looked surprised but then covered it up with a smirk. 

“So you are as good as they say. I usually get the other guys to do it but you intrigue me” He walked up to me, he leaned down and lifted up my chin. He looked me in the eyes, then moved my head from side to side. “My name is Mycroft Holmes… you’re awfully pretty and I have some questions for you” 

“And why would I answer any of your questions? The only thing I know about you is that you are Sherlock’s brother, you are practically the British government, you are at least 7 years older than him, he despises you but you still care about him’’  I said to him.

“Well you clearly know more about me than I do you. I’ve done a background search on you but the only thing that came up was from 3 months ago. I even pulled some strings to see if I could find you at all but not a single thing came up. I expected to at least find your medical degree since you’re a doctor, but nothing not a thing” My blood ran cold. He was onto me.

Fuck. What do I do now? I doubt I will be able to fool him. He’s Sherlock’s older brother, he is probably even more observant than Sherlock. I’m done for.

“Don’t know why you couldn’t find anything, maybe there was a mistake.” I said lying through my teeth. 

“You see at first I thought so, but after I checked another 2 times I started to suspect something wasn’t right” He let go of my chin but still leaned in close. “Now Dr (last name) you got some explaining to do” 

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Why do they always look so cool 😭

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Just William being cute

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This event made me cry. Why do they keep doing this 😭

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Time chapter 4

Moriarty the Patriot x reader

this has been posted on wattpad under the same username mybones537

     Chapter 4  

“Thanks for giving me a place to stay for the night” I said as we walked along the street. The sun was setting and the street lights were being lit. There were not many people left on the street, most had gone home for the night. The only noise that could be heard was the rowdy men drinking in the pubs. 

“Yeah yeah. I’m only helping you because you seem interesting. A new puzzle waiting to be solved” Sherlock said as he took out a pack of cigarettes, “want one?” he offered. 

“No thanks. Don’t smoke” I said as we walked onto Baker Street, there was a line of apartment buildings all Victorian style. I looked around in awe as I saw the carriages passing   by, the street lights shining as the light from the sun slowly dims, the odd person walking along the street.

I heard a laugh next to me. I looked over to Sherlock to see him laughing. 

“I’m guessing life isn’t like this in the future is it?” Sherlock asked with a chuckle.

“Nope. Life is a lot different from this’’ I answered with I small smile on my face, “Listen I don’t think it's a good idea we tell anyone that I’m from the future” 

“Thought the exact same. Most people would think you’re crazy”

“Oh and you don’t think I am?’’ I said teasingly.

“If you eliminate all other possibilities, no matter how improbable must be the truth” Sherlock said as he took a puff from his cigarette, “Plus I can tell you’re telling the truth. This is a puzzle I find all too interesting” he said, “Ah here we are.” We arrived at a door with ‘221B’ on the door. 

Sherlock opened the door and walked in, I walked in behind him. 

“Oh miss Hudson~” Sherlock shouted. A smallish woman in a pink pink dress with ginger hair walked down the stairs.

“Sherlock what is it now? Oh Who’s this?” 

“Miss Hudson, this is (Name). She’s in a bit of a predicament and needs a place to stay” 

“Oh dear. I have an apartment across the road you can use but I’ll need to clean it up first” Miss Hudson said as she looked up at me with her bright green eyes, “ but we will need to discuss the payment. It would be a lot, it's a small apartment, one bedroom, a bathroom and a sitting room/ kitchen. Tonight you can spend in the guest room”

“Thank you so much”  

I spent the evening with Miss Hudson and Sherlock. Miss Hudson was wonderful, we got on very well. Sherlock spoke every now and then but he more went and did his own thing. It was now 10:15 pm, I was in the guest room going through my bag seeing what's inside. There were a few clothes, underwear, skin care items, my jewellery, my medical textbooks and notes, a history text book, all my medical supplies, a photo album of friends, family and past events, an old polaroid camera with lots of refills, a pair of headphones, and an mp3 player with all my favourite songs. 

This is so confusing. How did all this stuff get into my bag and travel back in time with me. Half the stuff wasn’t even with me in the ambulance. At least I have some stuff with me, but wait where does this camera come from? I don’t remember owning one of these. And this history textbook is huge, where does it even come from? Wait, this book is up to date to the exact day that I was in 2023. How is that even possible? 

The door suddenly opened without warning and Sherlock just waltzed in. He looked down at my stuff with a puzzled look on his face. 

“What's that?” he asked as he walked closer.

“What’s what?”

“You know what I’m talking about”

“Just some of my stuff that somehow came with me. You’re welcome to take a look if you want” I said to him. He sat on the bed and picked up one of my medical textbooks. He opened it and found the page it said it was published in, “Well you clearly weren’t lying about being from the future. You got a few things here that I don’t even think is possible with today’s technology. What is this?” He picked up my mp3 player and fiddled around with it.

“It’s my mp3 player. I use it to listen to music” I answered as I took it from him and plugged in the headphones, “You want to try it?” Sherlock nodded his head as he looked at it curiously. I put the headphones on for him and played my favourite song. He looked at me amazed, he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

 Pietermaritzburg, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa 2023 

3rd person P.O.V

There is a fire and rescue team making their way to the ambulance. It’s lying on its side, passenger side down. They are using the Jaws of Life to open the ambulance. Waydon is still inside the vehicle. He is very confused at the moment.

As they open the ambulance one of the fire and rescue climbs into the ambulance. She sees Waydon crouched down on the floor, his hands on his head, blood smudged on his face. 

“Are you okay?’’ he asks as he comes up to Waydon. 

“I’m fine. The blood isn’t mine Lwandle” Waydon answers as he looks up at the Fire and rescue Lady.

“Where is (Name)?’’ Lwandle asks as she looks around the ambulance for any sign of (name). 

“I don’t know. She was lying on the passenger seat, unconscious and unresponsive. I turned around for a second and then she was gone” 

Lwandle moves to the front of the ambulance. She looks down to the passenger side, the window is cracked and there is a pool of blood there but there is no body. There is no (name), it’s as if she completely disappeared. No one knows what happened to her. 

“What the fuck is going on?”    

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His face 😂

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Time chapter 3

Moriarty the Patriot x reader

I have posted this on Wattpad under the same username mybones537

“Sir is there anywhere more private we could go to so I can give you a proper check over so I can make sure nothing else is wrong?’’  I ask as I pack my stuff away into my bag.

“Of course. We can go to my carriage” Sir said as I helped him up. The crowd makes way for us to pass. I helped sir into his carriage.

I give him a check up, I can see his heart is under a lot of stress but it is expected. He is a man in his mid 40s and overweight.

“So Doctor (last name) is everything alright?’’ Ma’am asks with a worried expression.

“Well most things seem to be fine but sir your heart is under a lot of stress” I begin to explain, “I’d suggest to lose some weight and eat more healthy, so less fatty foods. If you’d like I could come around once a month to check if everything is alright’’ I suggest as I pack away my medical tools. “That would be much appreciated. Here is my address, how does the 5th of every month sound?” sir says as he writes down his address.

“That is fine with me” I say as I’m about to climb out the carriage.

“How much do we owe you for your services?” ma’am asks as she takes out a pouch full of money.

“Nothing at all” I replied.

“Then please take this as a symbol of our gratitude” Sir said as he handed me the pouch.

“I can’t possibly accept this. What about you?’’ I ask, I feel absolutely terrible about taking the money.

“Oh please. I am a Duke, this is practically nothing to us. Please accept this as a token of our appreciation. I insist” 

“I… Thank you. I don’t know what to say” I accept it gratefully, knowing I’m going to need it while I’m stuck here.

Just as sir was about to say something else there was a knock on the carriage door. Ma’am opens the door. 

“Excuse me, I am Detective inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard. We heard a disturbance in the area when we were at a crime scene nearby. Is everything alright?” Lestrade asked while not even giving a second thought. 

“We’re alright now. You see Inspector I had a heart attack and Dr (last name) here saved my life” Sir said while gesturing towards me. Lestrade looked my way, he froze. There was a look of recognition in his eyes.

Shit… He knows 

“Dr (last name) could you be so kind and come with me?” Lestrade asked nicely. 

“Of course. I’ll be there now” I said goodbye to the Duke and Duchess, took my things and climbed out the carriage. 

“Please come with me, to talk somewhere more private” Lestrade said.I nod my head and walk with him.

Shit. What should I do? He knows. Or Does he? Maybe he just wants to know about the heart attack.

(name) don’t fool yourself. Like come on you saw his face when he saw you. 

Okay don’t panic. 

“After you” the Inspector opened the door.

“Thank you” I walked in. I see we walked into an old building that no one could possibly live in.

“Why are we here?” I asked as I looked around. I see a small old beautiful painting of a white lily. 

“It's somewhere private so we can talk without any reporters prying in” Lestrade spoke as crossed his arms over his chest.

“Does anyone live here?” 

“No. No one has lived here in a long time” 

“Well then I’m taking this” I pick up the painting and carefully put it in my bag, “so what did you want to talk about?”  

“You look like the body at a crime scene that went missing. Care to explain?” 

“That’s very strange” I try to make it look like I have no idea. I look over at Lestrade to see him raising a brow, “Okay! Look I have no idea how I got there I swear!”

“Then what? Why were you wearing strange clothes” he said sceptically. 

“Listen if I told you, you’d probably think I’m crazy’’ 

“You’d be surprised what I have heard before” 

“I doubt you would’ve heard of this”, I spat

“Try me” he uncrossed his arms and put his hands in his pockets.

“I’m from the year 2023” I said as fast as possible.

“Excuse me but did I hear that right?” Lestrade asks dumbfounded.

“Yes.” (I explained what happened)

“So you’re telling me that you got hit by a ‘truck’ that knocked you over a bridge, you went unconscious and woke up at the crime scene?” He summarised what I said.

“Yeah pretty much”

“I was definitely not expecting that”, came a voice from upstairs. Giving both Lestrade and myself a fright.

“Oh my god! … did you know someone was there?” I ask Lestrade.

“I hadn’t the faintest clue” he said, “ Holmes get down here this instant!”

A man slowly walked down the stairs, he was wearing a navy blue suit, white shirt buttoned down his collarbone and he had his navy hair up in a ponytail. 

“Who the hell are you?” I asked in a monotone voice.

“I, my dear, am Sherlock Holmes. The world’s only consulting detective” he smirked.

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Time chapter 2

Moriarty the Patriot x fem reader

I have posted this on Wattpad under the same username mybones 537

                  London, England 1875

Drip drip

There is a pounding in my head 

Drip drip 

I can feel the beating of my heart 

Drip drip 

My whole body hurts 

Drip drip 

I slowly open my eyes 

Drip drip 

I squint my eyes because of the light 

Drip drip 

I slowly sit up

Drip drip

I lift my hand to the back of my head 

Drip drip

I feel something wet and sticky

Drip drip 

I pull my hand away

Drip drip 

I see it’s covered in a crimson liquid 

Drip drip 

“Blood?”

Drip drip

I scan my surroundings 

Drip drip 

I’m in an old apartment, it’s giving 19th century (1800) style 

Drip drip 

What’s making that noise? 

Drip drip 

I stand up and close the tap 

“Finally”

I see my first aid kit and a duffel bag with my things in.

“What is going on?… How did I get here?… Where am I?”

“The body is in here sir”, I hear muffled voices on the other side of the door.

“Shit.” I put my bags on my back and move to the window.

I see I’m on the second story.

“Here goes nothing” I climb out the window and slid down the pipe on the side of the building 

“Hey! Where did the body go?”someone shouted from the building.

I ran away. As I’m running I take some clothes off a washing line and grab a pair of boots. I eventually get to a river and wash off the blood. I splash my face trying to clear my head.

“What the hell is happening? This place doesn’t look anything like Pietermaritzburg.”

I’m trying to make sense of everything that’s happening,

 Where am I?

I change out of my bloodied uniform and stuff it in my duffel bag.

Calm down, I breathe in and out trying to calm down 

It’s not working! 

I slap myself to get myself out of my panicking state 

Okay that’s better 

Let’s go and take a look around maybe I can find something to indicate where I am

I walk into the street and I see something shiny on the floor. I squat down to pick it up .

A shilling? Didn’t England stop using these in the 90s? 

There’s no way I would find one of these in South Africa, they stopped using these in the 60s.

 How would I even get to England? It’s a 10 hour flight at least.

When was this coin made?

I turn the shilling over

1871!

How is that even possible?

You know what. I need more evidence, I doubt I could have travelled back in time. It’s scientifically impossible.

I get up and walk into the street . The buildings are old fashioned, the people are wearing suits and dresses 

Okay this is getting ridiculous. 

Why is everyone wearing old fashioned clothes?

“Newspapers! Come get the latest news! Freshly printed today! Only one shilling to get the latest news today!”

I walk to the paper boy and give him a shilling 

“Thank you ma’am. Have a good day “ he gives me the newspaper.

“You too” 

I leaned on the wall of a nearby building and took a look at the newspaper 

5 June 1875

What?

How … is that even possible?

Did I really travel back in time?

But how? 

The last thing I remember, I was on my way to a heart attack victim in Victoria street…

Then we were on the bridge but what happened after that?

How did I end up in the 18 hundreds? In England?

How did I travel to another continent and back in time?

I… I… I don’t know what to do 

How… how 

“Ahhhh! Someone help! Call a doctor!”

I run to where the scream came from and see a crowd around a man on the ground.

“I’m a doctor” I say and the crowd lets me through.

“What seems to be the problem sir?” I ask as I put my bags on the ground.

“You're a woman? How could you possibly be a doctor?” The man on the ground says.

“Yes I am. I don’t see what my gender has anything to do with it.” I say, l now sir if you want help I suggest you stop worrying about my gender and more about what is wrong. Now what is the matter sir?”

“He was fine a moment ago and then he suddenly stopped walking, turned pale and fell,” the woman next to him tells me as she takes his hand in hers.

“My chest… hurts and my shoulder is… painful” he says as battles to breathe.

I put my hand on his forehead, I noticed he has a cold sweat.

“Sir, can you describe the pain in your chest please?”

“It almost feels full but it is very tight and my heart is racing” he says. I take out my stethoscope and check his heart rate, he is right, his heart is beating at an unbelievable speed. I take out an aspirin.

“Sir I need you to chew on this and then focus on your breathing”

“What is that?” He asks slightly sceptical of the tablet.

“It’s an aspirin, it will help calm your heart down”

He chews on it as I take out the defibrillator.

“What is that contraption?’’ l his wife asks.

“It’s a defibrillator for in case his heart stops but I doubt it will”

 I say as his heart stops, “never mind”

I begin to perform CPR to keep the blood flowing as I wait for the defibrillator to charge up.

“What are you doing?” The wife asks as tears form in her eyes.

“I’m trying to keep his blood flowing” I answer as I push down on his chest, “ma’am I’m going to need you to let go of him please”

“Why is he dead!” She shouts as tears flow down her cheeks, her makeup smudging.

“I’m going to shock his heart back into rhythm” I say in a monotone voice, “when I say clear, I need you to not be touching him at all”

The defibrillator beeps saying it’s charged up. I stop performing CPR and pick up the defibrillator pads and rub them together 

“1…2..3… clear’’ the shock doesn’t work.

“1…2…3… clear’’ the shock goes through, ‘’ come on work!’’

“1..2…3…clear’’ the electricity goes to his heart, he jolts awake breathing heavily.

“Thank you!’’ The woman shouts and hugs me. I freeze from the hug, I’m not used to physical contact.

“You saved my life. Thank you” he says. There is a flash of a camera and a reporter with a pen and notepad.

“What's your name miss?” the reporter asks as he gets his pen ready.

“Dr (name) (middle name) (last name)” I say. As I look up a camera flashes taking a picture of me. I see a street sign saying Victoria street.

Looks like I got to the heart attack victim after all.

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Time Chapter 1

Moriarty the Patriot x Fem Reader

I have posted this on Wattpad as well undre the same username

Warning there is mentions of blood, death and probably more but this is a MTP fanfic so it is expected

(name) (last name) is a South African doctor who works as a paramedic from the year 2023 but one day while on the way to a heart attack victim she ends up in London in the year 1875. Come travel with (name) as she meets various people and see how she plays a part in the Moriarty plan without even knowing it.

All rights to the characters and main storyline except my own and some plot points go to Sir Arther Conan Doyle, Ryosuke Takeunchi and Hikaru Miyoshi

   Pietermaritzburg, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa 2023 

“(Last name)! We got a call, heart attack victim in Victoria street. Let’s go” Waydon my senior calls

“Coming!” I grab the necessary medical supplies and run to the ambulance. Waydon starts the engine and drives away.

“Do we know anything about the situation?” I ask hoping to prepare myself for what’s ahead.

“All I know is that the victim is a man in his mid 40s and a little bit overweight” Waydon answers as he drives onto the bridge.

“God I hate this bridge. There are so many accidents here because people don’t think when they drive” l say as I look out the window, “This is the same bridge my parents crashed on”.

“Tell me about it. I’ve been on at least 5 calls for accidents on this bridge. It’s only Tuesday for crying out lou…” 

“Watch out!” I shout interrupting him as I see a truck coming straight for us.

The truck hits the side of the ambulance with so much force that it knocks the ambulance off the bridge. As the ambulance falls it feels like time has slowed down. 

“(Name)!” Waydon shouts as he tries to get ahold of my arm.

The ambulance hits the water passenger side first.

With the force of the ambulance hitting the water my head is pulled back and hits the window with so much force that it makes the window crack. 

My head throbs, I can barely register what is happening, my vision starts to blur, my ears ring. I feel the strength leaving my body as I battle to breathe. I see movement in front of me, it looks like Waydon but I can’t tell what he is doing. 

I slip in and out of consciousness, I try to stay awake but I fail and end up blacking out.

                                   Waydon’s pov:

As the truck hits us I immediately look at (name) hoping she is okay. I feel the ambulance start to fall off the bridge. We fall at a rapid speed, I’m terrified. I try to grab onto (names) arm as I shout for her, I fail to grab onto her. I closed my eyes to brace myself for impact.

We hit the water with so much force that I jolt forward but my seatbelt prevents me from going forward.

I open my eyes and look around to see if I’m injured. I then look at (name) to see if she’s okay but what I see chills me to the bone. (Name) is laying there unconscious, blood seeping out from her head. The window behind her is cracked, she doesn’t look like she’s breathing.

 I turn around for a moment to get something to stop the bleeding but when I look back I freeze in shock.

She’s no longer there.

The blood is still there, the cracked window is still there. There is no way she could have opened the door and left, the ambulance is laying on the passenger side in the river. There is water, rocks and rubbish everywhere. How could she have just disappeared?

I frantically unbuckle my seatbelt to go look for her. I fall to the passenger side when my seat belt comes off, some blood gets on my hands. I climb over the seats to the back of the ambulance, I see all of the medical supplies are gone.

“What the hell is happening?” I say as I clutch onto my head, I feel like I’m going insane.

“How did she just disappear into thin air?”

I checked all the doors of the ambulance, they are all closed shut, no way to open them at all. 

I make my way back to the front to take my phone. The screen is shattered,I can’t even switch it on. I throw my phone in rage.

I take the ambulance radio and try switching it on. 

“Come on, work!”

The radio finally switches on, I take the microphone and contact the department.

“Ambulance 154 to department over”

“This is the emergency service department, what’s the current situation Ambulance 154 over” the department says on the radio 

“Ambulance 154 has been in an accident on the way to a heart attack victim. Ambulance was hit by a truck and sent over the bridge leading into Victoria Street. Ambulance is now lying in the Duzi river, over “

“Are there any casualties, over?”

“I don’t know “

“What do you mean you don’t know? Over”

“(Name), she was in her seat unconscious. I look away for one moment and I… she’s gone “.

“What do you mean by gone? Over “

“She just disappeared”

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Just William sleeping on a couch.

Why does he always look adorable

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