Chapter 14 Weddings? And deduction

Jim was not the type of man to worry but too many times had he come close to winning with Sherlock Holmes and then being scuppered at the last possible moment. When he got finally got one over on Sherlock at his manor over a year ago in England it was the first time he could honesty say he felt Victorious and powerful when it came to the Holmes brothers, and it was this moment that made him realise that they were nothing and no longer a major obstacle for him. But at this moment in time he was worried that they were going to affect his big day and ruin it for him and john to which he could not allow, it was there day.

Walking briskly towards his fiancée's room where he was getting himself ready for the big event he couldn't help but feel anxiety, again something he hadn't felt before. Pushing the butterflies back down to the pit of his stomach he knocked on the door.

'Yes' he heard from the other side of the door.

'John, it's me' he replied.

'Jim what are doing here you know it's bad luck to see each other before the wedding' he heard John call from the other side'. Taking a breath he picked up his courage.

'I know I need to speak to you John, its important' he couldn't help but stutter.

No sooner had he finished did he hear a click of a lock and the door open and John appear in front of him in a dressing gown and with wet hair. John quickly note of his lover's worried expression. Cupping Jim's face with his hands.

'Love what's wrong' he pushed

Jim looked like he was struggling to explain himself

'Take a minute come on what is it' watching the man struggling to compose himself which was very unusual.

Feeling John's hand touch his face and hearing his worried voice calmed him enough to get himself together.

'John Seb's in trouble' seeing John's face takes in the news before continuing,

'He's been captured by the Holmes brothers, he managed to get a message out with one of his men, Sherlock Holmes….'Pausing briefly when he sees John tremble slightly when he hears Sherlock's name. Taking his lovers hands in his own he continues.

'Sherlock knows where we are he on his way here, we have to leave my love' John was shaking his head now.

'No, no, no' his whole body shaking with the news.

'John, I won't let him take you away, he can't hurt you' thinking he was seeing John fear.

'NO!' John shouts 'I will not let that man ruin my wedding, I know that I can't remember from before but do know how me made me feel, and how I feel when I do remember things . It is enough to know I don't love him I love you' clarifying his feelings to a very confused Jim's judging from his current expression.

'Jim I love you I will not cancel this wedding, we are going to walk down that aisle, say our vows and get marriage and if Sherlock Holmes interferes he can go to hell you got me' dragging Jim towards and crashing his lips onto his.

'You got me!' he says has he pulls away from a very aroused Jim.

'Yes, yes, loud and clear, I should of never expected any different' he smiled to a now grinning John.

Taking the manner was now finished John pushed Jim away from the door

'Now I have to finish getting ready and you definitely need to get ready' highlighting and pointing out Jim usual scruffy appearance his little finger.

'So now my dear' kissing Jim once more

'This is where I bid you adieu and tell you that you need to make damn sure our wedding happens, and other then that I will see you at the altar, ' shutting the door and then locking it.

'The little minx' Jim smiled (I really shouldn't of thought any different) he realised walking back towards the main lounge.

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Knowing he didn't have long before the wedding started he managed to get together a small meeting with his men and make them aware that his enemy was on his way. It was also an opportunity for Jim to make it clear should his men fail and he and his partner would need to go a recruitment drive as they would be very short of men should his wedding not go without a hitch.

Message now highlighted and understood by all he left his men to organise his protection and security as he had more important things to attend to, like getting himself ready and to the altar on time, which was when he checked 30 minutes.

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Sherlock was whizzing towards his destination at high speed, the young man that helped him at the hotel room spared the occasional glance as he continued to drive towards the end point noting that Sherlock had not said anything at all since the hotel.

'What is it?' asked Sherlock noting the glance again from the young man.

'What's what sir?' he replied.

'You keep staring at me, it is obvious you want to ask me something, and from the way you keep staring at me you either are going to ask me how I know the place we are going to is the right place or you are going to ask me something equally stupid like how I am feeling' turning the stare at the now stunned face staring back at him.

'How?' the young man mumbled back turning his attention back to the road.

'You're surprised' muttered Sherlock

'Well yes and right on both counts' he admitted.

'To answer your Question, I merely observed. I knew the colonel would hear about me entering the country so I made it clear to where I would be staying. At the hotel room Moran made it clear that he had no intention of letting me leave so he had to be worried about time thus keeping me from reaching somewhere that was close but not within the city' pausing a moment to let the young man catch up.

'But how do you know it is the Chateaux bombe-guard, it could be a number of places' he asked.

Knowing the young man was right in his reasoning he explained further

'I know by process of deduction' he explained to the confused young man.

'I know this country; I have visited a number of times with my family. I know there is only a few places close by that could house someone of Moriarty's taste and calibre, I also know he has a high number of men to command and thus must have a basecamp for these also. Therefore, I deduce that he would keep them close by to protect him and his property Châteaux bombe –guard could facilitate both these factors, it is a well-known fortress and it is close enough to the city but enough distance to keep out prying eyes and the dirt and foliage stuck to Moran shoe when he was being dragged away just confirmed it.'

The young man was confused (how could dirt and leaves confirm anything) seeing the young man about to ask he quickly butted in.

'The dirt has hints of red in consistent with high concentrates of iron, he also had the remains of type of plant trampled into the grooves of his shoe. This plant is quite unusual because it can only be found growing in such areas and since Chateaux Bombe- guard was used in the war as an ammunition plant perfect location and structure for Moriarty. It is also quite known as a testing ground it is now well known for being a place where this type of flower grows as nowhere else in Switzerland has it. So you see simple deduction.'

'Amazing' was the response 'I just hope your right' was all the young man could admit.

Returning to awkward silence, the only conversation spoke now what the young man to inform Sherlock they would arrive at their destination in approximately 10 minutes.

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Hi fans

I know this is a small update but I am just getting my characters into place ready for the next scene THE WEDDING hay!

so here I am now asking for what you want, the scene is set...

1. Sherlock stops the wedding and convinces John that he still needs his Bosewell and they leave together leaving Jim left standing at the altar.

2. gun wedding with explosions and gunfighting, Jim and John are determined and won't let a little thing like Sherlock Holmes and the British government stop them from saying there vows with a nice little excape at the end or even the love birds get captured but only after their married and escape later.

3. and escape with Sherlock deciding to tag along after a nice chat with John and a fist...

That is but afew ideas let me know what you think...