When Sherlock woke up, he felt groggy. His head ached from the chemicals he inhaled. He realised that he was tied to a chair. Rope was wrapped around his torso and his hands behind his back, also restricted by rope. He opened his eyes and saw the intruder sat in front of him.
"Moriarty!" He groaned.
Moriarty looked up from inspecting his fingernails. "Hello honey, I'm home. Did you miss me?" He smiled.
"How?"
"How? What do you mean how? That isn't the way you should greet your favourite Consulting Criminal. We haven't seen each in ages."
Moriarty said grinning.
Sherlock sighed. "How did you fake your death? Faking my death was easy. But you, you put a gun to your mouth."
"I'm afraid I can't tell you." His irish accent sang.
Sherlock rolled his eyes. "So you pretend your dead for two years and in those two years you sat back and watched me dismantle your whole network."
He chuckled. "Isn't that just adorable. Oh, no, no Sherlock, my dear. You barely scratched the surface of my network."
Sherlock didn't say anything. He got rid of at least 500 from Moriarty's criminal web and here was the man, sat in front of him saying he barely scratched the surface.
"But…if you been alive all this time, then why didn't you stop me?"
"It was fun watching you think you was getting rid of all my people just to save those little pets of yours." He paused. "How's Johnny-Boy by the way? I heard he got married to a wanted assassin and has a baby girl. How dull." He rolled his eyes.
"What do you want Moriarty?"
Moriarty stood up and walked until he was in Sherlock's face, he put his mouth to Sherlock's ear. "I want to finish, what I started." He whispered.
A shiver went down Sherlock's back.
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