"Oh look... How cute."
Enola's eyes flashed open when she heard the emotionless tone of her eldest brothers voices. First thing she realised was that she was leaning on a sleeping John's shoulder (who's arm was around her) and then she took in the fact that her brother was standing in the doorway of her flat. She quickly but carefully as to not wake up John got up from the sofa. "What are you doing here?!" She hissed quietly, walking into the corridor and closing the door to the flat as to keep John asleep just incase she ended up shouting.
"I only brought you round a card, it is your birthday isn't it?" Mycroft said lifting his hand up offering Enola a white envelope.
"Actually.." Enola looked at her phone quickly. It was 2 in the morning. "It was my birthday yesterday, and what on earth are you doing here at this time in the morning?"
"Well I-"
"Actually just leave it, knowing you, you probably had some big meeting with the president or something like that and you only just got out." Enola said taking the card from Mycroft and opening it. Inside was a card with just plain writing of 'Happy Birthday' on the front, she flipped it open and at the top of the card it read 'Enola' and at the bottom 'Mycroft'. "Woah... You actually wrote two whole words!" Enola said sarcastically.
"No need for anything more" Mycroft said bluntly taking out something from his pocket "I got this out of the evidence pile, I know you've been struggling with money since not being able to get into your bank." Enola took what he held to her and saw that it was her credit card. "And you can give Sherlock's back to him."
"At last!" Enola said putting the card in her pocket.
"Right, that's all then, I'll be off" Mycroft said turning round "and I'm sure you had a good day yesterday anyway with... Him."
"As of matter of fact I did" Enola said crossing her arms before saying "bye Mycroft!"
"Goodbye Enola."
John woke up at 7 in the morning, he slowly got up off of the sofa when Enola walked in. "Oh, you're awake then" she said laughing quietly at John stretching.
"How long have you been up?" John asked as Enola put the tv on.
"Oh not that long..." Enola lied, not mentioning that she'd actually been up for the past 5 hours.
"Now I know that's not true, I have learnt a few things from Sherlock and I doubt that you have been able to have a shower, get changed, do your hair and makeup in a short amount of time" John pointed out.
"Very well then, I've been up since 2 this morning, Mycroft came round with a card" Enola said truthfully.
"That makes more sense" John said looking about and picking up his bag that was now mostly empty "I'm going to go, I'll see you later?"
"Okay, I'm popping out later to go shopping just incase Sherlock comes back and doesn't know where I am because I'm sure he'd get so worried."
"Alright" John said chuckeling at Enola's sarcasm before walking out and going back to 221b. Enola quickly grabbed her bag which had her purse and phone in it and put it over her shoulder before walking out of the buiding of flats and getting a taxi to town.
"Excuse me" Enola said loudly trying to get the attention of the taxi driver "I think we just went the wrong way." No answer, she sat back down waiting a few more minutes when she was certain they were way past the town center. "Excuse me!" She shouted "stop this taxi now!" The taxi stopped abruptly and Enola tried to get out of the door but they were both locked, the driver got out of his door and came round the side to one of the doors and opened it. "Jim?" Enola gasped as he put a cloth with chloroform over her nose and mouth and she fell back onto the back seat of the taxi passed out.
"John!" Sherlock shouted from outside the door to 221B "open this door!"
John opened the door in just a towel around his waist and his hair was damp. "Bloody hell Sherlock, patience!"
"Enola's not home" Sherlock said.
"Yeah she went out shopping" John replied sighing as he went back into the flat "now if you don't mind I'm going to go and get changed." Sherlock rolled his eyes as John walked off and got out his phone texting Enola.
Come back now
SH.
A few seconds later he got a reply;
I am busy Sherlock
Enola Holmes.
John walked back into the living room as Sherlock muttered "Moriarty's got Enola, finally some movement."
"What do you mean finally?! Your sister has been taken" John said furious at Sherlock's tone of not really caring.
"Oh come on John, he won't harm her" Sherlock said texting Enola's phone again.
Right so where are you then Moriarty
SH.
How did you know and no need to worry.. Yet
Jim Moriarty.
The way you signed her name
SH.
Oh well, such a shame, I nearly fooled the great Sherlock Holmes
Jim Moriarty.
Not going to happen
SH.
Last word as always?
Jim Moriarty.
Of course
SH.
"Well? Where is she?" John questioned.
"We'll find out soon" Sherlock said simply before adding "we just need to wait."
"But dear John doesn't want to wait Sherlock, surely you should know that" A voice said from the doorway.
"Most people knock" Sherlock said bluntly.
Mycroft shrugged "oh well" he muttered going into the room and sitting down on the armchair "how was the case?"
"The butler did it" Sherlock said lying down on the sofa and closing his eyes leaving John standing and looking between the two brothers "They always think they can get away with things such as murders when realistically they are the biggest suspect."
"I thought it was" Mycroft said.
"Excuse me but are we going to do anything to try and find Enola?" John suddenly snapped.
Both brothers looked at John with a blank look and said "of course not."
"As I said John, we just need to wait" Sherlock said.
"What if Moriarty kills her? You know how unpredictable he is." John muttered.
"Oh don't worry John... She'll be perfectly fine, he won't hurt her or anything I can assure you that she'll be fine" Mycroft replied.
Sherlock raised his eyebrow "Am I missing something here?" He asked "Because, I don't miss things."
"Of course Sherlock" Mycroft said stading up with his umbrella in his hand "Tell me if you hear anything." He said before walking out.
Enola woke up on a small bed with nothing else on it, she stood up taking in her surroundings. She was in some kind of cell and there was nothing else in the room with her except the bed, there was no windows and a single door, just when she went up to the door and pushed down the handle and it swung open, Enola raised an eyebrow as she walked cautiously out of the room, there was a long corridoor and she turned right to where there were double doors and she walked through them and walked into a large dark hall with a table with 7 identical guns on it.
"I thought we could play a game" A voice said from behind her.
Enola stayed facing the table. "What?" She asked quietly.
Moriarty walked around the table to face her. "6 of these guns do not have bullets in them, 1 however does, we both take it in turns to pick a gun and shoot it at the other person, if I hit you then you will help me if you don't die that is, if you hit me then you can leave even if I do die and if the gun with the bullet in is the last one left then everything stays the same with me just using you as bait."
"Why?"
"Because I thought we'd make all of this a bit more interesting."
"And if I refuse?"
"I would say I'd lock you in that cell until you die, but I know you won't refuse."
"Fine then" Enola said pausing for a moment before saying "you pick first."
