When Reed and Mary regained awareness, they heard a roar coming from nearby.
"Oh man... where are we?" Mary said half-sleepily.
"Well, wherever we are, it most certainly is daylight. Apparently, Sue, Ben, and Johnny have not only discovered our being gone, they are trying to get us back through the space/time apparatus." Reed replied.
"That roar...we are not near...where I think we are near, are we Father?"
"Now Mary, do you sincerely think that just because you wished you were at Reichenbach Falls..." Reed abruptly stopped when he opened his eyes, and saw the sign in front of him. He whispered to himself.
"Reichenbach Falls. I will be darned."
Mary's eyes gleamed as she took a glimpse of the falls.
"I cannot believe we are the very place that story described so impeccably! You should take a look Father!"
Reed heard something other than the crash of the nearby waterfall. That something was a group of voices, voices that Reed and Mary had heard and talked to two hours ago.
"Ah Watson, breath in that magnificent mountain air. That is one pleasure you most certainly cannot enjoy in London." Sherlock Holmes said to Watson a distance away.
"Mary! Quick, hide!" Reed murmured as he grabbed Mary's arm and went into a bush in time before Sherlock, Watson, and their guide walked out into the area the plastic fleshed duo had inhabited. The guide said to his two famous tourists.
"Here gentlemen, is Reichenbach Falls."
Mary got ready to say something, when Reed clamped his hand upon her mouth tightly, yet gingerly and went.
"Ssssshhh!"
In a period of ten minutes, the three men moved about the area. Sherlock and Watson admired the placid, yet loud beauty of the falls while the guide told them all there was to know about them. When the guide was through, Holmes paid him a little sum of money, and waved him good-bye. Then, Holmes proceeded to explore the area, seemingly admiring the beauty of the plants as much as he admired the waterfall. Amazingly, he did not inspect the bush Reed and Mary were hiding in. After what seemed like forever, Sherlock and Watson made their way back to the path that led to the top of the mountain. Reed and Mary escaped from the bush, and brushed themselves off of any debris as the younger one spoke.
"Father, why the heck did you put your hand over my face like that?! I could barely breathe there!"
"I had to Mary, I did not want to take any chances with Holmes and Watson seeing or hearing us here. They could think from their telling us about their trip to Switzerland that we are here because we were sent by Moriarty, which we of course know is not true."
Right when Reed finished saying that, he and Mary heard someone else come up the path. It was a very thin, almost emaciated, and dismal man in a black suit, cape, and hat. The way he walked was very stealthy, like he was trying to sneak up on someone. He gave Reed and Mary the most menacing glance, and asked.
"Excuse me kind lass and gentleman, but have you by any chance seen a man in a hunting outfit, and his colleague? I do believe they passed by this area recently."
Reed and Mary immediately recognized this man to be the one and only archenemy of Sherlock Holmes, Professor James Moriarty. Mary said to the malicious man in the most cherubic voice she could muster.
"I am afraid Sir that we have not seen anyone by your description go by the last few minutes or so. You are actually the only person we have seen come by. Sorry."
Moriarty, trying to appear friendly, but easily showing his anger, walked off in a quiet huff, mumbling to himself.
"Curse that Holmes, I SHALL find him TODAY!"
"Well you should be proud of me Father, I actually dealt with someone evil without having to resort to violence for once." Mary said with a smile.
"That is nice Mary, but we better move along. I believe three could play at the very game Moriarty is playing. Except, we are playing for the complete opposite of what he is playing for."
With that said, Reed and Mary did just as Sherlock, Watson, and Moriarty had done, and headed towards the apex of the mountain.
"Oh man... where are we?" Mary said half-sleepily.
"Well, wherever we are, it most certainly is daylight. Apparently, Sue, Ben, and Johnny have not only discovered our being gone, they are trying to get us back through the space/time apparatus." Reed replied.
"That roar...we are not near...where I think we are near, are we Father?"
"Now Mary, do you sincerely think that just because you wished you were at Reichenbach Falls..." Reed abruptly stopped when he opened his eyes, and saw the sign in front of him. He whispered to himself.
"Reichenbach Falls. I will be darned."
Mary's eyes gleamed as she took a glimpse of the falls.
"I cannot believe we are the very place that story described so impeccably! You should take a look Father!"
Reed heard something other than the crash of the nearby waterfall. That something was a group of voices, voices that Reed and Mary had heard and talked to two hours ago.
"Ah Watson, breath in that magnificent mountain air. That is one pleasure you most certainly cannot enjoy in London." Sherlock Holmes said to Watson a distance away.
"Mary! Quick, hide!" Reed murmured as he grabbed Mary's arm and went into a bush in time before Sherlock, Watson, and their guide walked out into the area the plastic fleshed duo had inhabited. The guide said to his two famous tourists.
"Here gentlemen, is Reichenbach Falls."
Mary got ready to say something, when Reed clamped his hand upon her mouth tightly, yet gingerly and went.
"Ssssshhh!"
In a period of ten minutes, the three men moved about the area. Sherlock and Watson admired the placid, yet loud beauty of the falls while the guide told them all there was to know about them. When the guide was through, Holmes paid him a little sum of money, and waved him good-bye. Then, Holmes proceeded to explore the area, seemingly admiring the beauty of the plants as much as he admired the waterfall. Amazingly, he did not inspect the bush Reed and Mary were hiding in. After what seemed like forever, Sherlock and Watson made their way back to the path that led to the top of the mountain. Reed and Mary escaped from the bush, and brushed themselves off of any debris as the younger one spoke.
"Father, why the heck did you put your hand over my face like that?! I could barely breathe there!"
"I had to Mary, I did not want to take any chances with Holmes and Watson seeing or hearing us here. They could think from their telling us about their trip to Switzerland that we are here because we were sent by Moriarty, which we of course know is not true."
Right when Reed finished saying that, he and Mary heard someone else come up the path. It was a very thin, almost emaciated, and dismal man in a black suit, cape, and hat. The way he walked was very stealthy, like he was trying to sneak up on someone. He gave Reed and Mary the most menacing glance, and asked.
"Excuse me kind lass and gentleman, but have you by any chance seen a man in a hunting outfit, and his colleague? I do believe they passed by this area recently."
Reed and Mary immediately recognized this man to be the one and only archenemy of Sherlock Holmes, Professor James Moriarty. Mary said to the malicious man in the most cherubic voice she could muster.
"I am afraid Sir that we have not seen anyone by your description go by the last few minutes or so. You are actually the only person we have seen come by. Sorry."
Moriarty, trying to appear friendly, but easily showing his anger, walked off in a quiet huff, mumbling to himself.
"Curse that Holmes, I SHALL find him TODAY!"
"Well you should be proud of me Father, I actually dealt with someone evil without having to resort to violence for once." Mary said with a smile.
"That is nice Mary, but we better move along. I believe three could play at the very game Moriarty is playing. Except, we are playing for the complete opposite of what he is playing for."
With that said, Reed and Mary did just as Sherlock, Watson, and Moriarty had done, and headed towards the apex of the mountain.