"Sebby, she got it," Jade said as she strolled out of the cab she had come in.

I was sitting across the street from the car that our guy was sitting in, Michael and I had been switching back and forth, watching him, every few hours. "Impressive," I said as I checked my watch. "She had about five hours left. What was the case anyway?" I was curious after all.

"I'll tell you once we get home," Jade said as she walked over to help me pack my duffle bag and we got the hell out of there. We took Jade's cab back to the house where we relaxed by eating leftovers and watching crap television in bed.

"Now, do you want to tell me what that case you gave her was?" I asked once we had turned the television off.

"I suppose I must," Jade said trying to sound dramatic. "So, when I was thirteen there was this chick that I hated, I mean I absolutely loathed her. She was athletic a tomboy, she got good mark, and all the boys; everything I thought was important in life she had. So one day I offed her I had found the absolute perfect way to do it to. "So she was a swimmer, she was amazing; people said she was going to go to the Olympics one day, but they were wrong, she never made it. She had minor eczema barley enough to be noticeable, but it was enough for her. She had to go to the doctor's to get special creams for it, well that was the death of her. Charlotte Power died from poison in her eczema cream that made it impossible for her to breath. She drowned."

"Irony at its finest," I said with a smirk. "What was your clue for Sherlock?"

"Her shoes," Jade said quietly. "I left Sherlock her shoes."

"Jade," I said slightly worried. "We underestimated her."

"I know," she said right before we both drifted into an uneasy sleep.

The next morning Jade was in a better mood, "Why are you so happy? It's not natural for this early in the morning." I joked as she made us both some eggs.

"Nine is a perfectly normal time and I can set my second plan in motion latter today." She said smirking.

"What is it?" I inquired.

"Missing persons," she said handing me my breakfast.

"Do you mean we are going to make people disappear or what?" I asked threw a couple bites of food.

"Oh no, the next case Ms. Sherlock gets to solve is a missing person's case," Jade said smirking.

"You're not going to give up Janus are you?" I asked once I realized what she was getting on about. "I like her."

"She was getting cocky that she had a 100% disappearance rate," Jade said trying to excuse it. "The only reason it is that way was because we tend to clean up after her when she slips up."

"True," I said as I finished my breakfast. "Who is it we are kidnapping for bomb duty then?"

"Lucy Janus's younger sister," Jade said as she took our plates to the sink. "She works at the bank down the street. We can grab her before she gets home from work today."

"Okay," I said sipping my morning tea as Jade got hers. "You know, I've been thinking and, do you ever get to know the people you kidnap and kill?"

"No," she said sort of like a question.

"Hm."

"Mhm."

"Hm? Oooh, mhm."

"Mmmhm."

"Well, hm."

"Mhm," we went back and forth like that for a while having a slightly unspoken conversation.

"Well why not?" I finally asked.

"Hm… just never did. No purpose to it really," Jade shrugged.

"Oh?"

"Mhm."

"Hm."

She nodded in agreement, taking a few more sips of her tea then seemed necessary at a bit too quick of a proper tea drinking pace, and then she asked, "Why did you ask?"

"Just something Ms. Hope was talking about," I said shrugging.

"What did she say?"

"She went on about how she couldn't kill someone without knowing what they did to deserve it," I said thinking back to the conversation I had with her and how normal she sounded.

"Well," Jade said thoughtfully. "I guess it's just different philosophies on murder."

After that I let the topic go, for the time being, and went to work. Michael came by at eleven and he and I rode over to the bank. Jade stayed at home this time, she didn't need to be there to scare the girl. Michael's Land Rover was a giant hulk of a car. The trunk was full of gardening equipment but underneath the carpet in the trunk were the more fun toys, as in the 'I'm going to cut your heart out with a spoon' toys. It was a great car.

Once we got to the bank we had to wait for forever for this lady to leave. She had to have fallen asleep or something because she left hours after she was supposed to. We had been swapping watch, between Michael and me, for the last couple of hours and Michael had been on watch when she came out. "Hey Seb," he said nudging me awake, "Ready to go get her?"

"Yeah," I said trying to wake myself up as I checked my gun and jumped out into the cold December air. As I walked down the sidewalk I searched the crowed for the familiar face of our target and I held my small gun close to myself inside my jacket. The further she walked down the street thou the closer I got to her. I pulled out my gun and pressed it into her side right as we got to the back road that Michael was parked on. "Hey miss," I whispered in her ear. "We had to wait an awful long time for you to get out of there, so I would come with me if I were you." I could feel her body tense up as she realized the situation that she was in. "Could you nod if you are going to do this the easy way?" I instructed to her. She cautiously nodded her head. "Good, now if you would walk this way I would be much obliged," I told her gesturing to the car. Within no time she was sitting in the in the middle of the car and I was sitting there strapping the bomber jacket on her. "You see that corner?" I asked motioning toward a corner on Trafalgar Square.

"Yeah," she whimpered as she wiped her eyes.

"Well you're going to take your phone and this pager and you're going to do exactly what is says, or you are going to be blown sky-high." I told her as I pulled a giant coat onto her and kicked her ass out of the car.

A/N: So yeah I got to be cool for this chapter and collaborate with whittney-brittenton on tumblr… who cares if she was in my gym class today and we were bored, also if anyone knows where my iPod is it would be cool to tell me… Bye! :)