They were sat in the deserted area for an uncharacteristically silent period. Neither of them spoke. It turns out once you assist someone in killing a man and hijacking a government vehicle a relationship can certainly be taken to a new level. Moreover, Sophie and Jack were both still getting all that adrenaline out of their system. Sophie was steadying her breathing not only from the car heist but also from the meeting with Mycroft Holmes. Any chance Sophie ever had of leading a normal life was diminished. But, shockingly even to herself, she was OK with that. Sophie never wanted to lead a boring life. When Sebastian left Sophie, and she was old enough to understand he was going to do 'interesting' things in the big bad world, Sophie was envious. In her eyes, there was no point in being alive if you weren't living your life to the biggest lengths. The only time that ever compared to the rush Sophie got from what had just happened had been when Sebastian got her into the kill-course. But this was something new. It was exciting.

"Sophie, I think the car's here." Jack stood from his squatted position on the dusted ground and waited for Sophie to stand. The black Mercedes that usually escorted the pair pulled up with a fast swerve and wordlessly beckoned them inside. Yes. Definitely Jim.

Of course, neither Jim nor Sebastian was inside. With Mycroft Holmes in such close proximity one could only be too careful, so Sophie understood why the pair hadn't arrived. And there was a criminal network to run, after all.

A new sensation began to muster in Sophie's chest.

Remorse.

She'd killed a man. Or at least assisted in killing a man. But so many conflicting emotions were cascading though Sophie's heart. What she'd done was instinct. She knew exactly what Jack had wanted her to do, she knew the precise moment she should press the seatbelt button, she knew exactly what point to push the man out of the car, she knew exactly what spot to hit the man to get him out of the car and into the abyss outside. It was natural; Sophie had never experienced anything like that. It was like a primary thing to her. 2+2=4. It just was, she couldn't explain. She just knew how to do it. How to kill a man.

The other thing that was boiling within was fear. She herself had almost died. When she stared down the nuzzle of the gun so many memories were unlocked from the vault she rarely ventured to enter. Sophie never really cried over her parents deaths, but tears were painfully close to make an appearance. She missed them. But other things overcame her too when she thought her life was about to be stolen. She felt love. She thought of her big brother Sebastian who had always been the most protecting and brave man she'd ever known. She thought of Jim, and how someone so evil and malicious can be capable of good, that someone so terrifying and haunting could take a homeless teenager in as his own. She thought of Jack. She thought of his taunts, how she'd miss his maddening staring, his replica quality of Jim, and his defensiveness over her when Paul had touched her. She didn't even know she'd locked those feelings inside that little vault within her, but apparently so.

But none of that terrified Sophie more than the biggest emotion. Excitement. Happiness. Glee. She didn't know why they were there, but she could easily recognise them. There was a certain thrill of knowing that you were capable of doing such a thing as hijacking a car, being wanted to work for the government, assisting in killing a man. Sophie had finally found something she was good at. She and Sebastian were binary oppositions. But maybe they'd found something they shared common ground with.

"We're here, kids. Good luck. No idea how this'll go." Sophie recognised the chauffer as the exact same one who dropped Sophie off at Jim's place and smiled; she knew exactly what he meant. There wasn't exactly a handbook, but Sophie knew it was probably likely you get grounded for just you know, committing a crime. Various crimes. But then again, thinking about who is her guardian…

It seemed Jack was also occupied with his thoughts, but his face was passive. Occasionally, his mouth twitched into something of a smile, which, to Sophie's total confusion, made her giddy.

Sophie unbuckled her seatbelt and almost shuddered at the sound of the contraption clicking. She hadn't even noticed it in the car, but she realized she'd never hear that sound and not thing of her first kill. First kill. What made Sophie's heart skip a beat was that initial word. First. She assumed to herself that there was going to be more. Why did that make her excited? It was there again. The excitement.

The villa-esque mansion didn't even get to be acknowledged in Sophie's mind because she was being lifted and the air and held almost painfully tightly by a pair of huge muscular arms that literally lifted her off the ground. So Seb was being the usual protective brother.

"Sophie, Sophie you're alright, Jesus," Sebastian finally put Sophie to the ground and muttered several swears under his breath before looking up to Sophie and briefly nodding in Jack's direction. "Are you alright? God, your leg, shit, shit how bad is it?"

Sophie had completely forgotten about her injured leg and simply twisted her body so she could take a look. Really it was just the blood, it looked far worse than what it felt. Just needed cleaning was Sophie's final assessment.

An Irish voice entered the air with a beaming smile attached to the noise. "Sebastian dear, remember to breath, hun." Sophie looked up and grinned at Jim who was standing just a small distance away with his hands in his pockets and an enormous grin on his face. He strolled over to Sophie and took his hands from his pockets and gave her a thumbs up. "Well done darling! I'm so proud of you. Hijacking Mycroft Holmes' car, killing the driver and showing up the British Government. My little starrrrrrr!" Jim's tongue rolled as he embraced her into a warm hug that caused Sophie to erupt into a fit of giggles, responded with a grunt from Sebastian and a hearty laugh from Jim.

Moriarty turned and walked a few pages to his brother and stood apposing him. From Sophie's perspective she couldn't get over their similarities. The pair stared at each other for a long while before simultaneously cracking into manic laughter and nodding at the other, it was almost like they could read the other's mind, then began walking mirroringly back to Seb and Sophie.

Seb rolled his eyes but softened as Sophie pressed her head lightly against his shoulder.

"My little criminals, this must be how a proud parent must feel when their kid gets their first swimming badge!" Jim ejected merrily as he remained plastered with a smile over his attractive features. The four of them began walking to the beautiful villa. Well, not quite. They were, until Sebastian flailed his arms and took them all by complete surprise.

"Considering one of us has to say it, you two are some of the most irresponsible teenagers I've never met."

Jack laughed the same laugh that left Jim's mouth, and Sophie smiled. "You couldn't expect any less of us, Seb." Jack ran a hand through his particularly dishevelled hair and finished his sentence with a wink in Sophie's direction. Sophie blushed, and hoped Jim didn't see.

Let's be honest.

Jim doesn't miss a thing.

I know this chapter isn't fantastic, but I can't wait to get into what I've got planned.

Oh Jim you, encouraging teenage criminal behaviour, naughty.

I wanted to have a little bit of conflict in how Sophie was feeling, I hope I managed!

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