Hello this is the sequel to 'the crooked B of 221B'. I'm making this separate because I can't figure out why the first book isn't showing up anywhere other then the app on my phone.

This picks up where we left off last time Maddie will try to convince the grate detective that she is innocent.

"But first you must convince me."

Maddie leaned back in her chair as if searching her mind for an argument. Then, her eyes lit up, she found exactly what she was looking for.

"If I were a thief then why would I sit in frunt of a detective that could tell a persons life story just by looking at them." Maddie said gesturing twords the detective.

Sherlock shifted in his chair in defeat. "but how will we prove it to a whole cort-" Sherlock was cut off by John's cellphone ringing. Sherlock flinched at the sound, it is an involuntary act caused by the countless phone calls that destroyed his life[Moriarty].

"Mycroft," John always answered the phone loud enough so Sherlock knows who it is calling.

"John, lock the doors and your windows. A convict has escaped, she's a threat to Sherlock and you." Mycroft spoke in a panicked voice but somehow still managed to sound like everything was under control.

"Ok what dose she-." John was cut off by Mycroft.

"Greg is in the hospital."

"O shit, I'll be right there."

"No no you can't leave," Mycroft snapped back as soon as John finished his thought. "Where you not listening? you and Sherlock are in danger. Now I have sent a cab with the Borgia Peril documents, everything that we know about it. Only you go down and get them, Sherlock needs to stay out of sight, don't tell him about the girl, he'll get cerous and investigate."

"Ok what about Greg?" John insisted.

"He's fine, I'm with him." Mycroft ashured John.

"I thought you where smart," John said with a sigh.

He herd a shuffling from the other end of the phone, Mycroft straitened up as if deflecting John's insult.

"I mean what happened to him." John continued.

Mycroft sighed, "We where attack by the girl, she shot him with his own gun."

John turned to Maddie who then shrunk in her seat du to the intense expression John had plastered across his face.

"She sh-" John stopped himself, he knew that if Sherlock knew that Maddie had nearly killed one of his friends he would never get his help.

"I'll get Sherlock onto it."

"Thank you John, and for god sake don't let Sherlock know about her." Then a beeping came through the phone implying that Mycroft has hung up.

"Well?" Sherlock exclaimed.

"The files are waiting in a cab downstairs."

"Is that it? Dam, I know my brother can drag a conversation but I don't know he was that good at it."

John pushed himself out of his chair to avoid further conversation with the detective, as John made his way to the door Sherlock offered to help but John denied, and made his way to the cab.

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As John pulled the last box from the cab a woman stepped out from the passenger side. She was very good looking, but John was too tired to let his mouth hang open or to make a effort to get her number.

"O yes! Mr. Holmes told me to give this to you," the woman handed him a ziplock bag with pictures of a familiar room, photos of him and Sherlock pinned to the wall. "This is top secret information, it hasn't even been properly addressed to the records." The woman smiled at John got back in the cab and the cab drove off.

John read the labeling on the bag.

Maddie's room.

Poses a major threat to them.

John quickly stuffed the bag into his coat pocket where Sherlock would never find it then made his way to the flat.

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"Sherlock here's the last one." John sighed as he slammed the box on top of a tower of others, one of many. John checked the time, it was already 23:04. John found Sherlock and Maddie in the kitchen. Sherlock watched as Maddie solved the 'wrong experiment's from last night.

Sherlock put a had up at John to wave him off, john huffed and said "Well if I'm not needed I'm going to bed."

Sherlock hummed in consent, obviously not paying any attention to John. Then continued to look over Maddie's shoulder.

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John woke up the next morning completely content with his sleep, Sherlock had not come up and disturb him , Mis.H didn't break into his room and try to shove tea down his throat. John's eyes flashed open remembering Maddie; Mis. H by now probably knows she's a chriminal so if she finds her god knows what will happen to Maddie. John jumped out of bed slipped his house coat on and dashed out his room and down the stairs.

John ran into to the flat only to be greeted by a absolute mess. All the files that John had pulled upstairs now covered the floor, Maddie and Sherlock were sitting on the floor across for each other both in the same position with their leggs crossed and one hand pressed to their lips. Random dents painted the wall behind Sherlock and also the fireplace behind Maddie. Objects littered he floor around them, implying to John that they had been throwing what ever they could reach at each other every time they had a disagreement. The two were still awake their fingers gliding over their owne knee as if writing something down.

"Sherlock?" John broke the silence.

Both of their eyes shot open but only Sherlock terned twords John, Maddie starred over Sherlock's shoulder as if she was still thinking.

"Oh hello John, how was your night." Sherlock ascked even though he couldn't care less.

"Um… ya good it was… peaceful." John said as he scratched the back of his head trying to contemplate the situation.

"Tea would be nice thank you." Sherlock said implying for John to make some.

"Umm… ya right." John dragged his feet over to the kettle and placed it on the burner.

"Tea for two?" John ascked assuring himself on how much to make. Then a small voice came from in front of Sherlock.

"Actually tea for three thank you." Maddie gave a smile to Sherlock and John then quickly slipped back into her mind palace.

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