Sapphire woke the neat morning in a rather good mood. Meeting Mummy Holmes the day before had been nice. But her visit had come too early in Sapphire's stay. Now she was stuck with misery guts for however long Sherlock was on his case for.
She put off going down stairs for as long as possible. It was gone 11o'clock by the time she decided she better leave her bedroom, before she threw herself out the window.
Just as she went to reach for the door hand, someone knocked at the door. Sapphire grabbed the handle and pulled the door open to find Mycroft standing in the door way. Sapphire groaned.
"Good morning Sapphire. How delightful to see you." Mycroft said leaning on his umbrella.
"What do you want Crofty?" Sapphire growled.
"Oh nothing really." Mycroft said glancing at the tip of his umbrella. "I just want you to stay outside in the grounds for the next few hours. I have a very important client coming and I don't need you running around under our feet."
"Why should I?" Sapphire spat.
"Because, Sapphire, if you don't I can make your stay here a living hell." Mycroft grinned.
"Well that doesn't work. Every second I stay here is a living hell. So I would try again..." Sapphire smiled, she pushed the door wanting it to slam in Mycroft's face. Just before it shut, Mycroft put his umbrella in the gap, stopping it from fully shutting. Through the gap Mycroft looked at Sapphire.
"Oh no my dear, there are several levels into hell, and you are barely skimming the surface." Mycroft grinned, "So I would reconsider. See you later." Mycroft removed his umbrella, and the door slowly closed, leaving Sapphire truly considering what Mycroft had said.
Half an hour later Sapphire made her way outside. As she went through the front doors, she heard low male voices in the living room.
She considered going to go disobey Mycroft's orders. But then she remembered his threat and decided that wasn't her best option. She wanted to annoy him though for evening making that threat.
As she passed through the front door, she tried to think of some kind of horrid revenge. But her mind remained blank. She had completely zoned out as she tried to plot her revenge. Soon she snapped out of her trance as she walked into one of Mycroft's shinning black cars.
"Careful young lady, you need to watch where you are going." Smiled an old man, who stood waxing the car. Sapphire stood rubbing her shin; she noted the open driver's door and the shiny keys dangling from the ignition. And then it clicked. Oh this is going to be sweet. Sapphire thought.
"Oh I am glad I ran into you, well I didn't really run into you personally." Sapphire said sweetly, nodding towards the car. "Mycroft asked me to come and find you; he wants you for some reason."
The man froze for a second, "Oh okay. I better go then." He said placing his rag on the bonnet of the car, before walking into the house.
Once he had gone from sight, Sapphire pulled the rag off the top of the car and then jumped in shutting the driver's door behind her. Turning the key in the ignition, she put the car into first gear. Sherlock hadn't been idle these past few months. As part of his self defence lessons for her, he had taught her to drive. And John had taught her how to shoot a gun.
She pulled away from the house, and down the long driveway towards the gates. As the gates came into view she panicked wondering how she would get through them luckily they opened as she got 10ft of the gate.
Oh home sweet home. I am leaving this place and I will not be returning. Sapphire smiled as she drove away heading Home, heading to Baker Street.
Mycroft sat in his meeting with his client, A very old friend from University, when one of his people barged through the doors. "Sorry to disturb you Sir but she is on the move. And one of the cars has gone."
Mycroft put down the cup of tea he had been holding, smiling apologetically. "I am so sorry. I will only be a moment." Mycroft said rising from his chair. He walked out of the room. Shutting the door behind him he looked at the man, "What do you mean she is on the move! And how did you let her take one of the cars!" Mycroft growled keeping his voice low.
"I mean she has left the grounds and is travelling in the car. We think we know where she is heading." The man mumbled.
"Where?" Mycroft demanded.
"She is heading home Sir." The man said looking at the floor.
Mycroft mumbled to himself. "Get Anthea on the phone now." Mycroft ordered.
Sherlock is going to kill me if anything happens to her. Mycroft panicked as he stood hoping that she would be safe.
Sapphire parked the car a few streets from Baker Street, and walked the rest of the way. She got to the door, she grabbed the door handle, and the door just fell open in her hand. Sapphire paused.
Someone was in the flat or Mrs Hudson had returned early from her holiday and forgot to open the door. She walked up the stairs slowly listening out for Mrs Hudson's humming, but all she heard was a slight tapping noise.
She reached the top of the stairs, and pushed open the door to see a woman dressed in black. "What are you doing here?" Sapphire growled, staring at the woman.
"Ahh Miss Doyle, I am umm Anthea. Mr Holmes sent me here." She smiled. Sapphire rolled her eyes, she should have known Mycroft was behind the woman standing in the living room.
In Anthea's hand her phone buzzed. "Ahh that will be Mr Holmes now." She put the phone to her ear and answered the phone. "Hello... yes Sir she is here... She has just arrived... Yes sir I will pass her over now." Anthea put the phone towards Sapphire.
Sapphire grabbed the phone, "How did you know?" Sapphire growled down the phone.
Mycroft sighed, "Do you think I am a complete idiot. Thank you but I have a larger IQ than Sherlock. It was obvious that you would try and make a run for it, so I took the liberty of placing a tracking device in your shoes. And don't try and remove them when you get back you will ruin your shoes."
Sapphire growled down the phone, "How dare you! You have invaded my privacy!"
"It was for your protection..." Mycroft started.
"I don't care I didn't need your protection. I am not coming back. You can send my stuff back to the flat." Sapphire said still furious at Mycroft.
"Oh no... You are coming back whether you like it or not..." Mycroft said.
"Oh yes definitely... Of course I am not coming back and you can't make me. You sent your little run around lady, Anthea, and she can't make me..." Sapphire sneered.
"Oh Sapphire, Sapphire, Sapphire... Anthea may not be able to but the men that are with here can..." Mycroft said.
"What men she is here on her own..." Sapphire started, and then she saw the two tall men walk around the corner as if on cue. She swore under her breathe.
"And from your last muttered comment I assume they have just arrived." Mycroft chuckled.
Sapphire dropped the phone and made a move for the door. But the two men blocked her exit. "Move out my way!" Sapphire yelled as she tried to barge her way past.
Anthea had picked up the phone and put it on loud speaker. "Sapphire don't even bother, those men are there to make sure you make it make to the house. You can either come on your own, or they will drag you kicking and screaming." Mycroft said through the phone.
"You can do that! I will tell Sherlock!" Sapphire complained.
"Aha complain to Sherlock all you want, he gave me authority to do anything to confirm your safety. So your choice, come quietly or kicking and screaming." Mycroft said calmly through the speaker phone.
"Fine." Sapphire growled. She looked at the two men, "Take me back to hell."
"Good girl. See you in a few hours then." Mycroft said.
"Don't talk to me." Sapphire yelled, as she was lead through the flat.
Mycroft chuckled through the phone, before hanging up.
Sapphire was lead out the flat and lead to the car. She sat in silence for the whole journey. And they arrived at the house she stormed straight up to her room, ignoring Mycroft's shouts. She went into her room locking the door behind her.
Mycroft had come up to her room and tried to talk to her; she just ignored his questions and threw pillows at the door. He eventually left. Not long after Mycroft left, Sapphire's phoning started ringing:
SHERLOCK
Sapphire ignored it, she let the phone ring out, but it immediately started ringing again. Sapphire grabbed her phone and turned it off; she didn't want to speak to him right now. She got into her pyjamas and went straight to bed.
A.N: A compliant Sapphire is never a good sign. Next time Sapphire will be getting her revenge... :) Oh quick question: Primeminister or The Queen? :) Thank you for all your lovely comments! Please read and review! :D