"john wake up!" rang through 221b. sherlock was trying to tell his best friend some importnt news. a groggy john opened his eyes and checked the clock. four am.
"sherlock what could it possibly be at this time?" he snapped
"moriartys back as he showed all of england. and I have discovered something rather important and it requires travel. unfortunately my brother must accompany us this time. and before you ask why its not like I'm too happy about this either. so pack your bags. were going to america" sherlock walked off without further explanation.
'bloody america?' john thought. ''what is so important in bloody america that I have to be up at four in the morning?' he rolled off the couch he must have fallen asleep while sherlock was doing his research. the last thing he remembered was the clock at one. three hours of sleep. 'doesnt surprise me'
an hour later both sherlock and john finished packing and waited for mycroft to pull up.
"sherlock why are we going to america? I mean really?" john tried again.
"new important information has made itself known john. we must act now or we will miss our chance. its going to be a long flight. if I were you id get your rest on the plane." that was all the answer that sherlock was going to give until the plane landed.
"fine. but where in america sherlock? can I at least know that?" john was starting to sound annoyed.
"yorktown virginia john."
after their flight, sherlock, john, and mycroft tried to hail a taxi. they were in newport news which wasnt too far from their hotel which was lucky because all three were feeling a bit jet lagged. in america it was two in the morning. they had to be up by seven or eight. no later than that. john wished sherlock and mycroft would tell him why they were there. because to him none of this made sense.
"your fare is $30.75," the taxi driver said, snapping john out of his thoughts. 'whos got the money? oh mycroft' time to get the bags upstairs. 'dont wanna walk. too tired' john grumbled to himself.
"brother mine do hurry. we must rest before going to the fort," sherlock remarked. this irritated john even more. out of exhaustion and frustration, he snapped.
"alright what exactly are we doing! I think I have the right to know seeing as you've both dragged me to another country!" both holmes brothers just stopped and stared.
"you didn't tell him sherlock? why not?"
"because we were in a hurry. john we have found a relative to moriarty. well, mycroft did. she is nineteen. and on her own. I don't think even she knows she's from london." john stared at sherlock in shock.
"moriarty has a relative here in america? daughter?" john finally managed to spit out.
"no his niece. do keep up. her name is brittney smith but her birth name is brittney brooks" sherlock retorted.
"brooks? like rich brooks? what?" john was so confused.
mycroft decided to join in the conversation. "we know she's related to moriarty. we know she is his niece. we think that rich brooks is moriartys twin brother. now let's get some rest. we are heading to an american army post later. do go to sleep. you two will share a room. two beds and I will get my own. good day"