Resurrection

by sevenofmine

Sherlock is called to help the MI6 investigation of a bank robbery when his name appears on a note left by the robbers. It doesn't take long for the new team to figure out that only Silva or Moriarty could be responsible. Both are thought dead, but what their archenemies already performed so well, they are also able to do: Resurrection. R-Rating. 007/Q, Sherlock/Q, Moriarty/Silva

1. The Spider's web needs its Spider back

„He managed to fake his death, I managed to fake mine. It's as easy as that," he said.

The other man laughed. "Really?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, I thought about the same."

"Tell me about him," the first man asked.

"He's so sweet, behaving like a child sometimes, but he's clever…oh, he's so smart."

"What does he look like?"

"He's absolutely adorable. Black, curly hair, light green eyes, pale skin and so pronounced cheeks."

"Wow."

"Oh yeah."

"How did he fake his death?"

"Suicide. He fell off a building. I'm still figuring out how he did this."

"How did you fake your death?"

"Suicide," the man with the dark brown hair answered and smiled at the other one. "You didn't?"

"No…he stabbed me with a knife," he laughed.

"How did he die?"

"He got shot…by a fellow agent."

"She was a lousy shooter, I assume?"

"Well, now she's MI6 secretary," the man laughed and came closer. "So…what did you plan for afterlife?" the blonde man asked with his Spanish accent.

"Haven't thought much about it. I've had such a perfect network…every twine is working for me. Do you know how long it took me to establish it?"

"Oh, I know what you're talking about. I had been an agent…it took ages to get rid of my actual identity and proof that I wasn't working for the government anymore."

"What about your men? What happened to them?"

"Other bosses."

"Just going whichever way the wind blows. Shouldn't they learn that this is no form of treating your boss?"

The blonde man laughed. "Yeah…you didn't come off better, did you?"

"The net is not yet destroyed. It just needs a spider to watch its prey. I can't be the spider anymore. But with my help…you could become more than you ever dreamed of…in Europe and the United States of course. I'm not talking about Far East where everything is allowed as long as you bribe the right men."

"Isn't it what you used to do?"

"Yes, and it worked…but not as easily as you might think."

"Oh, I'm not thinking about anything right now," the blonde guy whispered and touched the other man's cheek. "So…where should we start?" he asked and bent forward.

"Showing our archenemies that we can do as well what they did. And that it is our time for resurrection," the brown-haired man answered and responded the kiss.

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