Sherlock paced around the room. It had been 2 weeks since John had gone on his honeymoon and Sherlock was bored out of his mind. He just wanted a distraction. Then he got a text of Lestrade saying that he had a new case for him. Sherlock jumped out of his chair and got down to the station as quick as he could.
When he got to the station Lestrade was waiting for him. The case that Sherlock had been called in for was a bank robbery, £5 million stolen. Apparently there was a parcel left behind for Sherlock at the crime scene. When Sherlock opened it a smirk grew on his face. Inside the parcel was an apple with I O U carved onto it. One word popped into Sherlock's mind-Moriarty. He suddenly felt an overwhelming sensation of emotions-mainly lust and excitement. It had been 3 weeks since they had last seen each other.
Sherlock left the station straight away and immediately got in touch with his homeless network. Eventually he managed to find Moriarty.
As soon as he entered the hotel room Moriarty turned round and a smile beamed across his face.
"I see you managed to work out my clue left for you"
"It was very obvious"
"And how exactly did you find me then?"
"This me we're talking about here darling!"
"Daddy's impressed with your detecting skills Sherlock!"
"You know you could just call me?"
"Uh! Calling's boring! Only boring people call!"
"And you are most definitely not boring!"
"You know me so well. Now since you here, fancy staying the night?"
"Ooh, I'm not sure."
"Oh come on, please! For meeeeeeee?"
"Well, if you insist..."