Outside the building there was what looked like half the police force of the whole country. Sherlock watched on as Sally roughly shoved Moriarty rather carelessly into the arms of a waiting officer but not before kneeing him in the balls for good measure.
"Sherlock what the hell is going on here we get a call from some bugger claiming to be in the secret service saying that if we got our asses down here now we would get the bastard that's behind the bombings." said the detective inspector.
"surely all these questions can wait till morning."
"who the heck are you and why aren't you behind the police line?"
"I'm the bugger claiming to be from the secret service authorization code B417Z- ACORN."
"Sorry sir, of course these questions can wait till morning." said detective Lestrade. Walking away to talk to other police officers.
"Sherlock are you alright what happened?" Mycroft asked his younger brother half concerned half desperate to find out what went on inside the swimming pool.
"yes, I'm fine why wouldn't I be." replied Sherlock numbly. John could tell his friend wasn't alright and being surrounded by his siblings and police officers wasn't helping one bit. He meant to say something before Sally jumped in.
"Mycroft do yourself a favour back the fuck off." snapped Sally. She knew her brother's limits and nearly being killed twice in the same night as well as his only friend being strapped with a bomb big enough to take down half a city block was bound to leave him shaken up.
"No one asked you Sally and if I could pin any of the crimes you've done on you I'd have you handcuffed and sent to jail faster than you can blink." stated Mycroft snidely.
"why you little-."
""we're leaving if you two want to continue like children I think I saw a kiddies pool inside. The environment might best suit your argument." growled John as he dragged Sherlock off to get a taxi home.
Sorry this chapter is so short I just wanted to get it done as the next bit will be where Sherlock and Watson realise their feelings for each other.