Elementary, My Dear Cullen
By LennonDrop of Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock Holmes or Twilight.
Author's Note: Thalia, my Muse, is on vacation. But I still need to update this and finish it! I've got a little bit of an outline going, at least for this chapter. Fingers crossed! Oh, and a lot of you have been asking when Watson will be included. My answer is: not until closer to the end. In other words, both Watson and Mary will be making their appearance in the next few chapters.
PS. This chapter is a little short. I'll get back to the really long ones when Thalia returns.
Room 426
The Professor drummed his fingers impatiently on the arm of the chair. He gazed at the door, willing Mr. Riley to come through it. Where has the imbecile gone? "What happened to your 'capable' guard, Miss Jones?"
Victoria snapped her gaze away from the window, glaring at Professor Moriarty. "He's perfectly competent. He wouldn't have left his post unless he was taken by force. We should check Holmes' room."
"No! We still need to keep up the charade that we don't know he's here," he dug his claw-like fingernails into the arm of the chair. "What we're doing is problematic as it is! I don't need you running all over the place meddling in my plans!"
She growled in the back of her throat, crouching low. "I have plans of my own that you are meddling in! I want my revenge, and you have prevented me from getting that for almost a month. I am through with waiting," Victoria stalked toward the closet door.
"No."
She froze in place, unable to move. Moriarty's deadly power held her perfectly in place. He rose, and with slow footsteps crossed the room to where she stood. "Miss Jones, let me make it perfectly clear as to what will happen here. First, we will wait for Holmes to make his move; and when he does, we will crush him. After we crush him, you can kill as many of your enemies as you wish. But until then, you are to hold your temper and wait. Understood?"
Victoria made a sound of strangled rage. The Professor smiled, sharp teeth barred. "I'll assume that was a yes."
The door burst open. "I know their plans!"
Victoria snapped from her frozen revelry and spun to look at her partner in crime. "What?"
"I overheard them talking about what they're gunna do next," Riley ran excited around the room.
"Slow down!" Moriarty snapped his fingers and Riley froze as Victoria had a few moments before. "Now tell us what you heard," the Professor returned to his chair and snapped his fingers again.
Riley returned to his former state of hyperactivity. "They said that they needed to get me out of the picture so that they could break into the room with the help of their mole! They've got a mole! There's a traitor in our midst!"
The Professor glanced around the room. "Did they say who it was when you conveniently overheard them?"
"No," Riley's face fell. "Should I go catch one and torture it outta them?"
"No," Moriarty sighed deeply. "Honestly, Miss Jones, is there no decent help in this time period? Are all of your lackeys imbeciles?"
Victoria growled, but deigned not answer.
"I believe that this is simply a ruse to keep us off their scent," the Professor stroked his chin thoughtfully, claws raking lightly over his skin. "But there could be a legitimate threat."
This time it was Victoria's turn to survey the others in the room. They were a ragtag rabble of newly changed vampires. All still susceptible to human emotions and sympathies. It was plausible that any one of them was informing Mr. Holmes. She snapped her fingers. "Everyone out!"
All of the newborns scurried out of the room. All of them, that is, except Riley. "Didn't I just tell you to get out," Victoria snarled. He squeaked a hasty apology and beat his retreat. Victoria turned to Moriarty. "What happens if there is a mole?"
"It means that our entire plans are compromised and we have to start again from scratch. And in secret," he picked at his nails. "But no matter. I'm confident that my plans will work."
"Blackmail isn't very inventive. Aren't you supposed to be the greatest criminal mastermind of all time?"
Moriarty frowned slightly. "My plan is simple, yet elegant. Holmes will be suspecting something far more devious and complicated. However, a simple blackmail with a fake swap is something that he'll never expect," the Professor grinned.
Victoria smiled. "I see. That is quite a devious plan. Professor, after this whole thing is over, how about we join forces and take over the state of Washington. I bet we could manage it. With my military forces and your intelligence, we could probably expand and rule the entire United States. There are certainly enough vampires to manage it."
He glanced up from his nails to smile at her. "America is such a funny little country. However, it would be wise to set our sites on something a bit smaller first."
She grinned, flashing her pure white teeth. "Such as?"
"England, my dear, England."