Doctor Who: 221b Chapter 6
London, England
January 15, 2012
As the TARDIS flew through time, the Doctor noticed Sherlock on edge. He seemed edgy and every sound on creak on the old time machine made him jump.
"Something wrong, Sherlock?" The Doctor asked.
"This, this place. None of it makes any sense. Doctor, I cannot expect you to understand, but my world is fueled by logic and this place defies all logic I believed."
"Well, not everything's perfect." The Doctor said.
"It's just, these past few hours, nothing's made sense. Not even this ship."
"What doesn't make sense? It's only Time And Relative Dimension In Space." The Doctor said with a grin.
Sherlock glared at him.
The Doctor sighed. "It's a flying phone booth. Better?"
Sherlock nodded. "Much."
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"Beats like digits. Every beat is a 1, every rest is a zero. Binary code, that's why all those assassins tried to save my life. It was hidden on me, hidden inside. A few simple lines of computer code that could break into any system." Sherlock said.
"Told all my clients. Last one to Sherlock is a sissy." Moriarty countered.
The TARDIS appeared on the rooftop of the hospital beside Sherlock and Moriarty. Inside the TARDIS, the Doctor prepared to spring forward.
"Time?" Sherlock asked.
John glanced at his watch. "3 in the afternoon." He said.
"Good, twenty seconds before Moriarty arrives in this timeline."
The Doctor swung the door open and stepped out. "I'm sorry gentlemen, but your 'few lines of code' are complete poo, the rhythm is Partita Number 1 from Johann Sebastian Bach, and the bank, the Tower, and the prison were all inside jobs!"
Moriarty and Sherlock both stared at the strange man that appeared before them. Both baffled by how he got there. Moriarty shrugged.
"He's not wrong," He said. "at least he figured it out."
"Also. He's going to commit suicide which would destroy any chance of you stopping his master plan."
Before anyone could respond, the portal opened up behind Sherlock and Moriarty and Moriarty stepped out of it with Mr. Holmes.
"Well, ain't this a party!" Moriarty said.
Moriarty looked around. "Who the bollocks is he?"
"I'm you, Jimmy. From the past and, well, even farther past."
"Some please explain what is going on!" Mr. Holmes shouted.
Moriarty pressed a gun to his head. "Shut it."
Sherlock burst from the TARDIS. "Moriarty, stop!"
Both Moriarty's and Sherlock turned to look at Sherlock who stood beside the Doctor.
"Alright, this has to be a dream." The Moriarty from this timeline said.
The once two people on the rooftop had escalated to six in less than a minute. Half of them had absolutely no clue what was going on and the other half either understood, or didn't entirely care.
"Moriarty," the time traveling version of Sherlock said. "Why can negotiate something."
"What's there to negotiate? I get to see the world through time and kill you. It's a win win."
"Don't be an idiot! We can always negotiate." Sherlock said.
"I don't believe that's me." Sherlock said. "I wouldn't try to negotiate." He said to Moriarty.
"No, I'm lost as well." He replied.
The Doctor took out his screwdriver and buzzed it at Moriarty's gun. Moriarty tried to fire it, only to be met by a click. With a growl, Moriarty threw the weapon at Sherlock and the Doctor, hitting the TARDIS instead.
"Oi, careful!" The Doctor called out. "She's sensitive."
"Sherlock!" John screamed from the street below. "What is going on up there!"
Sherlock stepped to the edge. "Stay there, John!" He shouted back.
John burst out of the TARDIS. "Someone call my name?"
"Oh, god. What is happening?" Sherlock said to himself breathlessly.
"John-" the Doctor began.
"James." Sherlock corrected.
"James Moriarty, if you will not come willingly, I must ask that you unconditionally surrender!" He said while waving the screwdriver around.
Moriarty burst out laughing. You're seriously going to try and apprehend me with a metal vibrator?" He asked.
"That's screwdriver!" The Doctor said.
"Whatever!"
"Oh, for god's sakes!" Moriarty shouted before pulling a gun.
"I do not care who you are, I will shoot you." He said waving it around the group of people.
"If you shoot this timeline's Sherlock, then this one never exists. If you shoot that Moriarty, then you never exist!" The Doctor pleaded.
Sherlock stepped beside Moriarty and forced the gun to his own throat before making him pull the trigger right in front of his past self. This timeline's Moriarty fell to the rooftop.
"Why'd you do that!?" The Doctor shouted.
"You said he'd commit suicide anyway." He replied.
The Doctor glanced over at his Sherlock. " I'd still need to fake my death." He whispered.
"You know what!?" Moriarty shouted. "I'm done! I'm leavin'. I'll let you imbeciles figure this out!" He said before stepping through a portal and out of the timeline.
That just left the Doctor, Sherlock, John, and Sherlock in an awkward staring contest and a lot of explaining to do.