Oh Brother Of Mine Chapter 10, a sherlock fanfic

Time was running out, they had maybe an hour and a half left, but if Sherlock was right, this was where they'd find the bomb. John spun around. Hairdressers, check, second hand bookstore, check. Sherlock was already running in the direction of a large old builidng. He leaned over, pointing something out.

"Blood, look, its fresh. She was injured here.. then dragged inside!"

The door wasn't even locked, making it easy to go inside. Too easy. Lestrade handed John a torch, the inside of the building almost pitch black. "You sure she was killed here Sherlock?" asked Lestrade, as he sweeped the torch back and forth. "I found her earring by the door, she was missing one". John leaned over to stare at the small piece of jewellery.

"I didn't notice"

"Im not surprised"

Sherlock had begun running into various rooms. Lestrade and the others chased after the tall detective, once the DI had of course informed the other Yarders to sweep the area. "You should wait outside Sherlock, if theres a bomb, its not safe!" But his calls fell on deaf ears, they always did.

Time continued to count down. John entered the only room that wasn't empty, but still no bomb. There was a TV though. A very large TV screen. John crept closer. The room was empty, the wallpaper torn off, but there was an expensive screen on the wall. Something didn't feel right.

Hello John

Plain white words flashed across the screen, making John jump back in surprise and almost trip over his own feet. Shit... Jim was watching them, he had to be. "Sherlock!" He cried out as loud as possible. The doctor didn't even turn around, just kept his eyes on the screen. Lestrade, Sherlock and the others burst into the room, Lestrade with his gun out, Sherlock held... his riding crop for some reason.

Sherlock took a breath and looked at John. "I thought you were in trouble". John was touched but concerned with more pressing matters. He pointed to the screen. But the words were gone. Sherlock walked over, studying every inch of it.

Hello Sexy

This time it was Sherlock's turn to jump in surprise. He smiled. "Jim".

Congrats on finding where she was murdered!

"Im guessing you can hear us and see us, somehow, but thats not important, wheres the bomb?"

Oh Sherlock, It's not here, it was never here.

"No, no no! All clues pointed to here! We've solved your puzzle, we found all the clues!"

Who said I'd ever play fair, my dear?

Shit, shit shit shit. Lestrade called off the search and waited for more information. John moved next to his friend, who was rapidly becoming more agitated by the second. The words disappeared, replaced by a picture.

"Pall Mall?"

John was confused. Why there? Lestrade began barking new orders down his phone. Sherlock's eyes widened, his face going white. Oh no, this was no accident. Music began to play interrupting all their thoughts.

It's time to kill the lights and shut the DJ down

This place about to!

Tonight we're taking over, no one's getting out

This place about to blow! Blow!

John stole a look at Sherlock and was shocked by what he saw. His friend was even paler than before, his hands were shaking. And then he ran. Sherlock had pelted out of the room, faster than he'd ever seen him. The others stood there, confused for a second then rushed after him.

"Sherlock, Sherlock what is it? Why is the bomb in Pall Mall and not here?"

Sherlock turned, still running. "Thats not Pall Mall!" John and Lestrade stole a look at each other. But the image clearly showed Pall Mall. Why would he say that? John decided to humour him.

"Then what is it!"

"The Diogenes Club!"