Freddy, the one who stood with Moriarty, gave the real one a weak smile. The real Freddy stood there; face aghast as the Doctor and Sherlock's eyes darted between her and the clone.
"What are you?" the Doctor asked the girl in front of them. "A Flesh avatar?" He pulled out his sonic from his jacket and started scanning her. His eyes widened at the readings and he slowly turned to smile at the real Freddy.
"What is it? What is she?" questioned Sherlock impatiently.
"She's human. Freddy, dear, why don't you ask her who she is?" the Doctor suggested. Freddy turned her gaze back to the girl.
"You heard them. Who are you?" Freddy asked her, taking a cautious step forward.
The girl glanced at Moriarty, as if to ask permission, and he nodded. She pressed a blinking red button on her watch and transformed into her true form. Silence filled the room and the air stood still as the trio took in the sight of her. Her ginger hair turned into a chocolate brown and her eyes to a twinkling blue-green. She grew slightly taller and appeared to be fitter than her previous appearance.
Freddy was both overcome with joy and fright. "Vanessa?" she managed to choke out.
Vanessa gave her a smile wave. "Hey, sis'." Her voice broke after her first word. Even in the dim light, Freddy could see tears start to well up in her sister's eyes. Vanessa gave Freddy another weak smile to try to hide the sadness that's been eating away at her.
"Did he hurt you?" Freddy asked, her eyes darting towards the unfired gun in her hand. Vanessa's lips tensed into a thin line to hold back the sob forming at her throat. She shook her head no to reassure Freddy, but the tear that fell betrayed her.
The Doctor put his hand on Freddy's shoulder for comfort as her face reddened with rage at Moriarty. "You are a sick son of a bitch," she growled. Her finger hooked itself onto the trigger of her gun. "Vanessa, please, come here. We'll get you out."
Moriarty chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Go on," he waved his hand towards the trio. "Run," he hissed at Vanessa. She flinched at his taunt and looked up at the three.
"I'm sorry. If I had a choice, I'd go home. I'd be free, but I—I can't," Vanessa tried to explain, "I can't leave them alone." Freddy reached up her own face to wipe away the tears that started to fall. She gripped her mother's gun tightly.
Moriarty sighed loudly. "So you're going to shoot me? You have no idea how vast my empire is—harm one of us, and I'll make you, make both of you," he nodded to Vanessa and Freddy, "watch each and every one of your loved ones slowly suffer through a long, painful death, before finishing you off."
Freddy ignored his foul words, focusing on her sister. "Please, we can get out. See this guy right here?" Freddy motioned to Sherlock, who thrust his hands into his pockets. "He's Sherlock Holmes! The real Sherlock Holmes!" she exclaimed as a tear fell. "Remember the stories Uncle Bruce read to us? Remember 'A Scandal in Bohemia'? It was one of your favorites!" For the first time since they've seen each other, Vanessa smiled with a hint of genuine happiness. She remembered the nights when they were both younger. When they were still innocent—when they were still children. She shook her head no once more and Freddy sighed. Freddy raised her gun, aiming at the criminal psychopath for the last time.
He rolled his eyes, "You can't kill me. Haven't you been paying attention?"
Freddy smirked, "I have. Killing you won't solve anything, Moriarty." He frowned with just a whisper of confusion, but before he could respond, Freddy yelled out "Vatican Cameos!" and everyone kicked into action. Vanessa ducked as Sherlock pulled out his gun and shot Moriarty with pellets filled with holy water. The criminal clawed at his burning face as Vanessa shoulder rolled towards the trio with ease. The Doctor pointed his sonic at the light hanging above and it exploded, darkness filling the room. All of them, except Moriarty, grabbed onto Freddy just as she pulled out her staff and transported them out into the streets of New York.