Fiery Past Chapter 11: Dances lessons and Secrets, a sherlock holmes fanfic

Ok here's the 11th chapter and it's a doozie

Hermione Holmes: Thank you and I explain what Joel knows in this chapter.

L'Wren: I am aren't I? And I'll keep it up

TopazOwl: I updated, don't die!

RLD: You are just evil.

John

"Ok the first step to dancing is being able to keep a steady beat. When your dancing a waltz for example the beat is one, two, three, one, two, three. You get it?" I looked at Serena and William as I stood near the piano.

"Wait a minute you're not going to dance with her?" William glared at her.

"What's wrong with dancing with me?" Serena glared back

"You'll probably step on my feet instead of the other way around."

"Well….grrrr." Serena then stuck out her tongue.

"Well since both of you can't seem to get along I guess I shall have to dance with you, Serena." I bowed low and offered her my hand. She took it and I swore that I heard Holmes muttering under his breath something about a showoff.

"Gladly." Serena said as she took my hand.

William

I sat down at the piano and started to play a waltz not bothering to look at how Serena was doing. I lost myself in my plans for the date. I already knew that Serena knew that Joel and I were the same person. I mean, seriously, putting glue in my wig was childish, immature, petty, and just downright pointless. Then on top of that she tried to put the blame on a person who doesn't exist! The Perfect revenge, petty, a little on the mean side, and to top it off drama.

I would meet Serena there as Joel and then halfway through the date I would vanish and leave her there. Well I wouldn't leave her there that was just too cruel and I just wanted her to get the message that she needed to stay out of my way. I would send Watson to pick her up and have him say that Joel called him saying that there was an emergency and that he didn't have time to tell her himself because he had to leave right away. What kind of emergency though? I know a suspicious fire that looked like arson. Hmmm that would work nicely.

"Earth to Holmes. Earth to Holmes." Serena waved her hand in front of my face snapping me out of my musings.

"What?" I growled.

"Yeeps!" She ran and hid behind Watson.

"Will…"

"Bill. It fits better." Serena grinned at Watson.

"Fine, but only because you passed your first dancing lesson with flying colors," Serena then proceeded to stick her tongue out at me. "Bill. Time for me to leave and try to not kill each other until I come back."

"Me kill something?" Serena said with mock innocence.

"Well maybe not you." Watson smiled

'Is he flirting with her! Traitor! I guess I shall have to make sure that he doesn't ruin the plan.' I thought.

"Well see you tomorrow John," Serena smiled. "And thank you for being the perfect gentleman." He bowed and laughed.

"See you tomorrow." I said going upstairs to do some work.

Serena

"Ignore him I think he has a stick shoved up his, well you know where." I grinned at John.

"I worry about him sometimes." John shook his head and headed out the door.

"Don't worry I won't let him do anything stupid, but I think I'm going to have to take that stick out first though." I winked and was pleased to see that I had gotten John to smile. I watched him go home for a bit. I walked back into the living room and headed for the computer.

'Hmmmm wonder what Bill would say to a little U2?' I grinned evilly and started the computer up and ran up to my room to grab my CD case.

"What do you mean you're taking me off the case?" William yelled from within his room. Catching my attention.

"Oh. Sorry about that chief I wasn't expecting to be transferred onto the Arsonist case. Yes I'll be there tomorrow. Thank you chief."

I quickly went back downstairs and put the disk into the DVD Player and the wonderful sounds of U2 filled the room. I skipped the first 5 songs and moved to the couch so I could enjoy the my favorite song,

William

Who would have thought the great-great-great grandson of the famous Sherlock Holmes would be working with the police. Oh the irony. I sighed and started to work on the report that I was going to have to give the person who would be taking over the case that I had been working on.

'Maybe I could get Watson to do it. It's the kind of thing he would enjoy doing and the person who reads it won't be bored to death either.'
Suddenly I heard very loud music coming from the living room

If you twist and turn away
If you tear yourself in two again
If I could, yes I would
If I could, I would let it go

I ignored it for the time being and tried to refocus on my work but the music was driving me insane.

Surrender, dislocate

If I could throw this lifeless
Lifeline to the wind
Leave this heart of clay
See you walk, walk away
Into the night
And through the rain
Into the half-light
And through the flame

Why on earth is she not playing something Classical? She couldn't play something calm and soothing?

"No respect for those who actually have jobs." I glared at the door

If I could through myself
Set your spirit free
I'd lead your heart away
See you break, break away
Into the light
And to the day

And then as if she had heard me say that I could hear her singing with the song.

'I'll give her some credit she can sing.' I thought albeit grudgingly.

To let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away

I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no, no

Suddenly I wanted to hear her better and not through the door. I sunk down the stairs and seeing that her eyes were closed I went over to the computer and lowered the volume a tiny bit.

If you should ask then maybe
They'd tell you what I would say
True colors fly in blue and black
Bruised silken skies and burning flag
Colors crash, collide in blood shot eyes

'Good she didn't notice.' I lowered the volume some more and now I could really hear her sing. I walked back to the bottom of the stairs and stood there watching her.

If I could, you know I would
If I could, I would let it go

She looked calm and peaceful on the couch singing her heart out. Her hair was defiantly still all over the place and was curling slightly.

This desperation
Dislocation
Separation
Condemnation
Revelation
In temptation
Isolation
Desolation

Let it go
And so to fade away
To let it go
And so fade away

Oh, no
I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
I'm not sleeping
Oh, no no

Seeing her eyes open I said, "You know, some of us are trying to work."

Serena

"You know, some of us are trying to work."

I grinned back at him feeling pleased that I had annoyed him. "I'll lower it if you want," I said. "If you tell me what it is you're working on."

"Police work. Confidential." He glared.

"Ok, ok, I'm lowering the volume." I got up from the couch and turned off the music.

'Mission accomplished'

As I was headed back to the couch I saw someone standing across the street. It was a guy with blond hair and pale skin that looked even paler because of all the black the guy was wearing. The guy looked so out of place just standing there and staring at the house. I became nervous and I pulled the blinds.

"Holmes do you know that guy that's standing across the street?"

"There's a guy standing across the street?" He said teasingly.

"I'm serious just look." I pulled back the blinds for him to look. He leaned forward and looked out the window. Suddenly he pulled back and with a hiss he pulled the blinds back into place.

"Who is it?" I looked at him worried.

"Someone you don't want to meet and someone who you aren't going to meet." He started to walk towards the kitchen and I followed behind him.

"That doesn't make me feel better."

"It wasn't supposed to." He grabbed the telephone and started to dial a number.

"William I don't like being left in the dark." I said sitting down at the table thinking of ways to get the info out of him.

"Hello this is William is John there? Yes I'll wait." William started to pace back and forth.

'John? Why is he calling John? What in the world does it have to do with that guy? And more importantly why won't he tell me anything?'

John

"John dear, telephone, its William." I heard my mom call up from downstairs.

"Coming!" I shouted. 'I really need to get my own place. I'm 20 and I'm still living with my parents. Oh well at least I don't have to pay for rent and that means more money for medical school.'

"Hello." I said as I got the phone.

"Watson. He's back." I almost dropped the phone.

"What do you mean he's back and have you told Serena?"

"Serena was the one who spotted him. No! Are you crazy tell her?"

"Holmes be reasonable she needs to know." I walked over to a window and looked outside.

"No she doesn't and she'll be better off not knowing about Marissa."

"Holmes have you read the newspaper lately?" I didn't see anybody out the window and felt relief. He was gone for now.

"Yes. I know about the fires. Joel's been assigned to them."

"The arsonist has been burning down the houses and kidnapping the kids. It might be him."

"Watson I refuse to theorize without evidence."

"Yes, yes I know, but she's not going to like this." Knowing Serena she was going to kill Holmes if he didn't tell her anything about what was going on.

"I know that, but it's for her own good and don't you dare tell her."

"I won't." 'Doesn't mean I can't write it and then give it to her.'

"And no writing it down either."

"Fine." I said miffed.

"Watson I need you to get the network back up and running. Call Rowen and Becky, they'll know how to contact the others. Tell them to meet me at the shed, …Let's see today's Tuesday… Thursday around 11 and Lunch will be provided incase anybody asks."

"William I demand to know what the HELL is going on and I want to know NOW, or I hang up the phone right now." I held back my laughter as I heard Serena threaten Holmes.

"I'm not telling you a thing!" Holmes snapped at her

"See you tomorrow Holmes." I said just before the phone went dead.

Serena

"Watson. He's back." I was still sitting at the trying to think of something that would get William to tell me what the hell was going on. I wished that I could hear what John was saying

"Serena was the one who spotted him. No! Are you crazy tell her?"

"I doubt that he's crazy. You on the other hand might be." I said under my breath annoyed that William was pretended that I wasn't in the same room as him.

"No she doesn't and she'll be better off not knowing about Marissa."

"Ex-girlfriend perhaps?" I said out loud.

"No and be quiet," Holmes covered the mouthpiece for a moment. "Yes. I know about the fires. Joel's been assigned to them."

"Watson I refuse to theorize without evidence."

I grinned and said; " Well then I guess you're going to have to find some then."

"Serena be quiet!" William glared at me. "I know that, but it's for her own good and don't you dare tell her."

"Bite me!"

"And no writing it down either."

"Write what down?" William spun around and glared.

"William I demand to know what the HELL is going on and I want to know NOW, or I hang up the phone right now." I stood up and walked over to the phone jack and held my finger threatingly (?) over the button that would hang up the telephone.

"I'm not telling you a thing!"

I pushed the button and glared at him.

"You insufferable…!" William seemed ready to exploded and suddenly grew deathly calm.

"Let me guess, women." I snapped unable to hold back my temper. William threw up his hands and headed for the door.

"I see now why my great, great, great, grandfather couldn't stand women. They don't listen to people who know better and they lash out at people when they don't get their way!"

I stopped dead and suddenly it clicked. The stuff in the trunk belonged to the real Watson and had somehow gotten in the Holmes' possession. William's great, great whatever was the Sherlock Holmes and here I had thought that his parent's had a funny sense of humor. I was now thoroughly pissed. The ARROGANT JACKASS who apparently hated women as much as the real Holmes wouldn't tell me a damn thing! I headed upstairs still pissed off and ready to cry, because no one would tell me a thing. Once upstairs I headed up to the attic hoping to find some solace within the old dusty trunks and plan. I had a feeling that I really needed to know what was going on.

Ok so tell me what you guys think and if any one wants to send me a character to be a part of the irregulars now's the time. One thing that I'm going to ask no red heads.