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(MYCROFT'S POV)
When they arrived at the police station, Anthea was waiting for her boss at the side of the pavement. There was no update, no sighting of Sherlock, or Moriarty anywhere in London. This could mean one of two things: Moriarty still had Sherlock and was hiding him somewhere else; or Sherlock was free of him and was hiding himself. 'He wouldn't do that. The first thing he'd do is go to Baker Street to check up on John' Mycroft thought.
With that thought in mind, he told one of his men to take another look at the CCTV on Baker Street, and keep an eye out for anything happening there. He had already told them to do so, but he now thought that it was safer to double check everything. John would keep an eye out on Baker Street as he was already there, sure, but who would keep an eye on John?
All four of them reached the conference room, where there were different areas sectioned off. In one corner of the room, people were narrowing down areas that Moriarty was not, by scoring it off a map. They were able to do this by referring to the CCTV, which had been stationed a few metres away. Mycroft had people trying to dig up any information on Moriarty that they could find The more the better, hopefully leading to a weakness - though he doubted it.
"I hate to ask this question, but...um..." said Lestrade's voice quietly, so that only Mycroft could hear him.
"What is it, Inspector?" he replied.
"Are we sure that…Moriarty…I mean he wouldn't have…?".
"Already killed him?" he finished. Lestrade nodded slightly. "We must hope he hasn't. After everything that has happened so far, I cannot honestly see him doing that. He seems to be obsessed with Sherlock, which is more worrying than anything, it means he'll never quit".
"Unless we catch him".
"Maybe not even then. Moriarty is clever, almost as clever as Sherlock. If he were arrested, he could escape in…half an hour" he replied, stunning Lestrade. "Oh, believe me, Sherlock could probably do it quicker".
Lestrade nodded in agreement, with a small smile on his face.
"Probably, knowing what he's like" Lestrade replied.
"Sir, there's been a sighting at Baker Street" said Anthea, causing the entire room to go quiet.
Everyone looked from Anthea to Mycroft, waiting for him to ask. Mycroft dreaded asking the question that he knew he had to, the question that everyone was waiting to hear the answer to. He was, for once, scared of what the answer might be. He turned around, his back to the room, and leaned forwards onto a table, pretending to observe one of the maps that was laying there.
"Who is it?" he finally asked, closing his eyes.
(JOHN'S POV)
He hadn't paid a single thought to the groceries in the bag.
He just stood starring at the man that sat in Sherlock's chair, unable to believe that he was actually in the apartment. He couldn't quite take it in, he didn't believe that this would be happening. He had to be imagining this. He couldn't really be there.
He couldn't really be sitting in Sherlock's chair, legs crossed, wearing another fancy suit.
"What are you doing here?" he managed to say.
"Oh, please, why does everyone start with that question?" asked the man with the Irish accent.
"Probably because they don't know the answer" he retorted.
"You do".
"Not really" he snapped.
After a moment of thinking, James Moriarty replied.
"Well, well, Johnny boy, I can see why he likes you. So feisty" he said with a smile.
John didn't reply. He didn't know what was going on. Why was he there? He had Sherlock, why would he come back? He wanted to turn, run back downstairs and out the door, but he couldn't make his legs move. It was like they were cemented to the floor.
"Did you have to drop the groceries, Johnny boy? It's a shame, looks like I wasted my money".
"You bought those?".
"Oh, of course. How else was I supposed to make you think that the person who was already inside Baker Street was someone who belonged here, like your lovely landlady, Mrs Hudson".
"Where is she?".
"Oh, don't worry about her, she popped around to her friend's house before going shopping, it's the other side of London. It's just you and me" he smiled. "I got so bored waiting, I started looking though this and Mrs Hudson's apartment for any bugs, etc. I already found three in here and another couple downstairs! Sherlock's brother is very protective, is he not?".
"Family tend to act that way" he replied.
"Not usually quite as dramatic though" Moriarty responded.
'I think that's the only thing we actually agree on' John thought.
"Please, sit down, Dr. Watson" he added, seeing that John was unmoving, and could tell that he was thinking about making a break for it. John didn't move. "Don't make me ask you again, doctor".
As he said this, he brought out a semi-automatic, and pointed it his direction. John thought about it for a moment, then moved slowly towards his chair, where the Union Flag pillow was sat. Moriarty smiled as he finally sat down. He didn't drop the gun an inch, knowing that as soon as he did, John - what with his military background - would be able to remove the gun from his hands, and the situation would be the other way around.
"I'm here for one reason and one reason only. Sherlock".
"Where is he? What have you done with him?" John said automatically, before he could stop himself.
"You know something, I'm not quite sure" he replied.
John's head looked up, surprised. 'Has Sherlock gotten away from him? Then where the hell is he?' he wondered, with half a mind to lecture Sherlock the next time he saw him, for not turning up before Moriarty.
"I was actually surprised that you managed to work out the little note that Brooks had. I'd always pinned you as such a dull fellow. I suppose hanging around Sherlock has done you some good then" he continued. "You were absolutely spot on, he was being held there. But you wouldn't have found him, even if he hadn't escaped. My people were ordered to remove him two hours before you showed up. The only difference is that you and your friends at the Yard were given a little present from Sherlock".
"The three men we found in the building" it wasn't a question, John knew that it was Sherlock's doing. It had to be.
"Exactly. I hated him at that moment. The moment that I'd realized that he had left without even having the decency to say goodbye" grinned the mad man. "You want to know what happens to the people I hate?".
"Well, if Carl Powers is anything to go by..." John commented.
Moriarty couldn't help but chuckle.
"Please, doctor, that was nothing. That was a little trick. Hiding the real cause of death was simple, people are such idiots. They always overlook the most important detail" he added. "I already know that you don't know anything about the whereabouts of Sherlock Holmes, Doctor Watson. Don't worry, I'm not going to bore you with the questions that are oh so cliché".
"Then why are you here? What's the point of coming here?" John asked.
"Because I know Sherlock. He'll be back, you're here so that's a definite. Despite what he may say, I know that he cares about what happens to you. He also knows that I know it. Therefore it is obvious. If I want to find Sherlock, I'm going to need to borrow you".
John realized where this was heading. A smirk appeared on the mad man's face, making him appear even more insane.
Another cliffhanger? Really? Not as bad as the previous one though, I hope!
Comments:
egaara - Sorry! i am really sorry! Please don't come at me with pitchforks, etc! I did warn you though, hehe! Thanks for the review! XD
DarthJackie - Mmmm...cookies XD I know - it was really evil, but I could not stop myself! Thanks for that :) I find it hard to write from Sherlock's POV so I'm glad you liked it :D
Elvendork-Infinity - I wanted to put it as Sherlock, but I couldn't not with what I'm going to include in later chapters. No Sherlock in this chapter! Just realized while writing this! Don't worry Sherlock's going to come back soon :)
Lozzy-heartz-bookz - I'm sorry that this is a distraction, but I'm really glad that you like it! Your welcome, and thanks for the fab review! And for the review on 'Neccessary Risk' - I would comment on your reply in the other story, but considering it's complete... Anyway, I'm really glad you like it! And I'm the same - if there's a story I really like I have a habit of re-reading it :D
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Because I'm feeling extra nice this evening, I'm going to give cookies and ice cream to our reviewers, favourited, and alerted - and perhaps some chocolate for them too. Hay, I did the same with my other story, why not? :D