Chapter 2

Sherlock was released a few hours later. Put under the watch of John. The four men walked back to Baker street and lounged in the living room. "Bloody hell Sherl you shot the wall again" John grumbles as he walks up the stairs with Mrs. Hudson in tow. He headed to the wall and then entered the kitchen announcing he was making tea. He then entered the living room and sat in his usual chair. Nursing a cup of tea in his hands.

"Watson you didn't explain how you knew that about that nurse" Mycroft says offhandedly. John curses under his breath and shifts under Sherlock's stare.

"Yeah mate what you did reminded me of bloody Sherlock" Greg says making John stand up and start to pace the room.

"What are they talking about John?" Sherlock asked dumbfounded. John pauses his pacing and then looks at Sherlock quietly.

"I've been hiding something you can say…" John mumbles then sits back down in his chair. He rubs his face and leans back before taking a deep breath. "I'm used to hiding this side… habit you can say" John begins. "My family didn't take weird… too kindly. Ever since I can remember I can look at someone and figure out whether they had tea in the morning or as far as if they lost their job… with a simple glance." John stares into his lap and shifts again feeling Sherlocks stare. "What I'm trying to say is I guess I'm like you Sherl… and Mycroft. Full scholarship for uni and graduated with a masters at 20 years old.."

Sherlock sat there quietly, processing the information that has just been shared. "I knew something was off about you John… I just didn't expect this" Sherlock mumbles then grins. Standing up he claps his hands. Making John's attention turn to him. "Well cases will not be such a bore anymore" This earned a chuckle from John. He stood up and then headed to the kitchen. Sherlock looks over at Mycroft and grins. "And you two… I would never have guessed"

"Oh so the great Sherlock Holmes couldn't figure out not one but two things!" John says from the kitchen laughing to himself as Sherlock grumbles slightly. "Greg any new cases? Don't want Sherl to get bored again" John sends a glare at Sherlock and walks back into the room. He noticed Mrs. Hudson cleaning the mess of papers from there last case. "Mrs. Hudson you really don't need to do that, I'll handle it later"

"Oh no worries John" She smiles then makes her way to the door. "I'll come back up later boys maybe with some biscuits fresh out of the oven… but remember I'm not your housekeeper!" She says in her usual singsong voice and leaves the room with the men chuckling.

"Well I happen to have one right up your alley Sherlock" He taps a few keys on his phone and then motions for Sherlock to open his. Sherlock scans the document Greg sent him his eyes lightening up the further he read.

"Is it my birthday Greg" Sherlock grins and slides his phone shut after reading his new case.

"Nah mate just thought you'd enjoy this one"

"What's the case?" John sits himself down next to Sherlock and leant on his chest waiting for someone to fill him in.

"Well there have been three murders recently. All the vics are veterans. That's their only link. We suspect there's more behind these murders and we also suspect there are more that'll happen. It seems pretty well planned mate. All of them showed no sign of struggle, they knew the murderer." Greg shrugs and sips from the tea cup.

"Who are the vics" John asks as he sips his tea quietly. Not liking the sound of the case.

"The first, killed on May 5th his name was Markus Bellow. Number two killed a month later June 4th, name was David Ferris. And the last vic was killed three days ago, June 16th name was Terry Keller" He rhymed off the information not noticing John's face became paler and paler with each name. Though Sherlock did notice and held John by his shoulders.

"You knew them, John," He stated. That much was obvious. John nodded and massaged his shoulder before looking back to Greg.

"They were all in my unit mate.." John said quietly and clenched his fist. "Did their houses seem in any way like the murderer was looking for something" John asked quickly.

"Actually now that you mention it… yeah the murderer was looking for something" Greg said slowly. "They are going to come after you too aren't they… what are they after John"

John swallowed nervously and raised his hand. Motioning them to give him a minute. He sent out a text to other men of his unit and then put his phone down before heading to his chair and pulled the cushion away. He slid his hand down the side and pulled out a ziplock with a USB stashed inside. "The murder is looking for this" He tossed it to Greg before sitting back down next to Sherlock. "It contains some rather sensitive information on a mission my unit was sent on. Mycroft you might recognize the code name Green Alpha." Mycroft sat there for a moment before his eyes widened significantly.

"You… green alpha was eradicated John" Mycroft said completely dumbfounded.

"What I say here does not leave this room." John's demeanor changes to one of a soldier in a matter of seconds. His eyes went to the three men once they nodded. "Green Alpha is a unit. Perfect soldiers, one's used to infiltrate, assassinate, and gather intel on enemies. The government disbanded us in 2006. That much is true though before we were given one last mission."

"...Moriarty" Mycroft mumbles and John nods.

"We were told to gather intel on Moriarty's chain. We did, its all on the USB. Though once we returned to London we figured out where the intel we gathered was heading. We swore each other to secrecy and parted ways. As the captain I kept the intel… seems as though Moriarty's men are after it and want it back now…" Throughout John's explanation Sherlock's grip on his shoulder tightened significantly. "There are two more men apart from me. Edward Houles and Gerard Damon.. I've contacted them and they're on their way now… Mycroft they need to disappear"

"What about you Watson" Mycroft's usual demeanour returned and assed the situation already contacting his higher ups to make the two men ghosts.

"I'm staying." John's word was final. "After all appearance matters. I need to seem normal for this to work" John grins despite the situation he was placed in. This scene was all interrupted when Mrs. Hudson walked back into the room carrying biscuits and more tea.

"Here you are boys, enjoy" She smiles kindly before walking back downstairs once again. John and the other men take some tea and biscuits and start to lay out their plan. Moriarty will not see what's coming.

BAH bah BAHHHHHH... enter Moriarty next Wednesday!

- hydraspidey