Hi sorry for the long gap for this chapter but my mother refused to let me onhte laptop until I had handwritten this chapter first... (6 doublesided pages...O.o) So sorry about how long this one is... Hopefully worth it.. Just a quick explaination. What is in bold (in the story) is Mycroft (where ever he may be ;) ) and the normal is Sapphire and when Mycroft comes back... It should all make sense.
On the fourth day of being stuck with Mycroft, Sapphire woke early. She had wanted to remain asleep curled up in her bed for as long as humanely possible, but some stupid truck woke her up. Her room was hot and stuffy; she couldn't think straight, she walked over to the window and opened it letting the fresh air into the room.
Sapphire stood at the window letting the fresh air wake her up. The rumbling of the truck was distracting her. She stood recalling what had happened the day before.
She remembered what happened at the flat and about how Mycroft had deceived her and placed tracking devices in her shoes. She recalled how she swore to take revenge on him. She went over to her bedside table and picked up her phone. She switched it on wondering how badly Sherlock would have reacted. Mycroft was bound to have told him; otherwise he wouldn't have started phoning her last night, desperate to get through.
The phone came to life;
30 MISSED CALLS SHERLOCK
5 NEW MESSAGES SHERLOCK
She ignored the calls and went straight to the texts she sighed as she read through the texts:
Sapphire why aren't you answering your phone?-SH
Sapphire, I know you are mad but please answer the phone.-SH
Sapphire, please answer the phone. I know your mad with Mycroft, but please answer the phone.-SH.
Sapphire, okay you're not just mad at Mycroft, you are mad at me too, for allowing him to do anything necessary to protect you.-SH
Sapphire, I am sorry. Please forgive me. I just wanted you to be safe. I didn't know Mycroft would go to such lengths. Will hopefully be home in the next few days. Please phone me.-SH
Sapphire felt guilty for ignoring Sherlock's calls but she was still angry at him. But she was even angrier at Mycroft, who had invaded her privacy and deceived her. She walked back to the window, considering her options for today; she could either hide in her room hiding from Mycroft like a coward or she could take revenge.
But the question was how? How do you take revenge on someone like the proud Mycroft Holmes...?
Staring out the window it clicked. Beat him at his own game. She walked over to her wardrobe and grabbed her converse. She walked to the window and looked down; the driver was getting back into his van. Perfect timing. Sapphire thought as she dropped her converse out the window. They fell 10ft until they landed on the van roof, just as the van pulled off. She watched as the van as it drove down the long drive and out the gates, heading towards the motorway.
Sapphire smiled and tiptoed over to her bed; she grabbed her phone and then slid under the bed. Give it 10 minutes before all hell breaks out. Sapphire thought as she hid. She made sure her phone was on silent so it didn't give her away.
5 minutes later in Mycroft's office...
Mycroft sat at his desk, he had his phone book out on the table as he typed in a phone number in. He was just about to type in the last number, when there was a knock at the door.
"Come in..."Mycroft said, pausing, his hand hovering over the last digit. The door open and there stood the head of his security team.
"What is it?" Mycroft demanded, wanting to get on with his phone call.
"She has done it again. Miss Doyle has gone." The man muttered.
Mycroft slammed the phone down. "How could you let her get to the cars again? You're all idiots! Right well you better get after her then, send Anetha back to Baker Street to stop her yet again." Mycroft sighed, rather annoyed that his highly trained security team couldn't make sure a 15 year old girl stayed within the grounds.
"Ummm... Sir, she didn't take one of the cars... And we don't think she is heading back to Baker Street she is heading in the wrong direction." The man said, looking at Mycroft.
"Well if she is walking then..." Mycroft started, rather annoyed at the fact that his time was being wasted.
"She isn't walking Sir, unless she can walk or run at over 30m.p.h..." The man muttered.
Mycroft had been leaning his head in his hands, but when the man said his head snapped up. "If she hasn't taken any of the cars then how is she travelling so fast? Oh no... She must have somehow got into the delivery van this morning. Right get the cars ready we are going to go get her." Mycroft said rising from his chair.
The man nodded and left. Mycroft sighed as he grabbed his umbrella, "Sherlock owes me." He pocketed his mobile as he walked out of his office.
Sapphire's room...
Sat under her 4 poster bed Sapphire tried not to laugh as she heard Mycroft's men rush around. the sound of several cars pulling up, Mycroft was suddenly outside barking orders.
"Move it! The longer this takes the larger lead she has. Oh and if one hair on her head is harmed, you are all fired!" Mycroft yelled.
Minutes later they were in the cars and speeding down the driveway. Sapphire left it a few movements before she crawled out from under the bed. She burst into laughter as she skipped out of her room and down the hallway.
In Mycroft's car...
Mycroft sat in the car. The chauffeur was going over 60 miles a hour to try and catch up with Sapphire. She was probably doing this out of spite, he had gone a little far with her protection, but in some ways it was a good thing he had.
He twiddled his umbrella staring at his phone. He was probably going to have to let Sherlock know, scrap that he has to let Sherlock know she had done it again.
But Mycroft knew Sherlock was going to hate him even more than he already did, after this. Mycroft picked up his phone and dialled his brother's mobile. Holding the mobile to his ear, it rang twice before Sherlock picked up.
"Mycroftwhat is it now? You know I am on a case. I don't need you and your phone calls every 5 minutes!" Sherlock complained.
"Well you see Sherlock it's about Sapphire..."Mycroft said, still unsure how he was actually going to explain what was going on.
"What? What has happened? Is she going to be okay?" Sherlock said, with a slight hint of fear in his voice.
"As far as I am aware she is okay. She has umm... How do I put this... gone again. She snuck onto a delivery truck this morning. We are on our way to go get her now. We are following the tracking chip, I had implanted in her shoes. I thought you should know being her legal guardian and all..."
Down the phone Sherlock snapped, "Mycroft you are supposed to make sure she doesn't go off her own. No that is twice now she has slipped out under your nose! Don't start all this 'But you're her legal guardian' nonsense, If you had given me a passport for her, Sapphire wouldn't be staying at yours!"
Down the phone Sherlock's voice got quieter as the phone was taken away from him, Mycroft could still hear Sherlock yelling in the background. "John give me the phone back now! I want to tell my brother exactly what I think of him! John give it here..."
"Shut up Sherlock! Sorry Mycroft, he is a little sensitive about knowing the whereabouts of Sapphire ever since the Moriarty incident. Just keep us updated will you?" John asked.
"Of course John. Look after him for me." Mycroft said.
"You know I will. Just find Sapphire." John said, before hanging up.
Mycroft sat hoping they got to Sapphire in time.
Mycroft's house: Sapphire...
Sapphire had fun the last few hours. She loved the freedom, not being under the watchful eye of Mycroft and his security team.
She hasn't gone mad; she just sat reading in peace. She had found of one the security team radios and sat listening to what they were doing.
She sat laughing so much as they told each other how far they were from the van. Eventually the first car had caught up with the van. They were giving a running commentary as they forced the van to pull over.
Sapphire bit her lip to stop herself from laughing so she could hear the radio.
Mycroft's car:
"Sirwe have pulled over the van. Do you want us to start the search for Miss Doyle or wait for your arrival?" A voice asked through the radio.
"Start immediately. We will be there in about 5 minutes. Find her and make sure she goes nowhere. Is that clear?"
"Crystal clear Sir." The voice answered.
Mycroft's house: Sapphire...
"Look everywhere. Move everything she is in there somewhere." A voice called through the radio.
Sapphire was rolling on the floor laughing. She composed herself for a moment and sat up. She grabbed the radio; she pressed the talk button, and put on her deepest voice. "Try the roof."
Voices flooded through the radio agreeing that someone should check the roof. A few seconds later all hell broke loose through the radio. "Mr Holmes, Sir, she isn't here her converse were on the roof of the van. We don't know where she is."
"What do you mean she isn't there?" Mycroft yelled through the radio.
Sapphire pressed the button again. "Oh shut up Mycroft!"
"Sapphire? What? Where are you?" Mycroft demanded.
"I am at your house. I woke up and you had all gone..." Sapphire sneered.
"What? Sapphire why did you do this?" Mycroft yelled.
"Place a tracking chip in my shoes, annoy me, invade my personal space and make me look like an idiot... Well two can play that game Mycroft as you have just learned."
Mycroft's car...
"Mr Holmes, Sir, she isn't here her converse were on the roof of the van. We don't know where she is."
Those words hit Mycroft like being punched in the chest. Sherlock was going to have his head on a silver platter. "What do you mean she isn't there?" Mycroft yelled.
Suddenly a far too recognisable voice came through the radio. "Oh shut up Mycroft!"
Sapphire! Mycroft thought, he gave a slight sigh of relief.
"Sapphire? What? Where are you?"
"I am at your house. I woke up and you had all gone..."
"What?" Mycroft realised what she had done. "Sapphire why did you do this?" Mycroft yelled, rather annoyed that she had done this, wasting his and his security teams time.
"Place a tracking chip in my shoes, annoy me, invade my personal space and make me look like an idiot... Well two can play that game Mycroft as you have just learned."
"Sapphire this is not a game..." Mycroft started.
"Oh but it is Mycroft. You started this game. And I will be the one to finish it! See you when get back..." And with that Sapphire cut off.
Mycroft looked at his driver, "Turn around and get back to the house A.S.A.P." Mycroft demanded.
"Yes Sir." The driver said making a U-turn and speeding back to the house.
1 hour later; Mycroft's house.
Mycroft reached the house. He got out the car and let the driver take it back to the garages. He stormed into the house. "Sapphire? Sapphire where are you?" he called in to the house, his voice echoing through the vast open corridors.
Mycroft's reply was silence. Sapphire was ignoring him; in a house of this size he needed some idea of her whereabouts.
In his office the phone rang. It was the only phone in the house other than his mobile. The phone only rung twice before the ringing stopped.
She is in the office and answering the phone. This is not good. Mycroft concluded. He clasped his umbrella tightly before making his way to his office as quickly as possible, without running.
Second corridor on the left, and a right, and then the 3rd door. Mycroft retrace the familiar route to his office. Opening the door, he saw Sapphire sitting at his desk, feet up on the table and phone in her hand.
"Yes Your Majesty, thank you for returning my phone call. Do you mind if I call you Lizzie? ... No, oh, okay."
Mycroft stood at the door in disbelief for a few seconds before running over to the desk, snatching the phone from Sapphire. "Hey give that back I was in middle of a phone call." Sapphire yelled.
Mycroft ignored her and pointed to the door. He covered the speaker with his hand before yelling at Sapphire. "Sapphire get out! Go to your room! It is late and I will deal with you in the morning." He uncovered the speaker again, "Your Majesty, I am so sorry... No that was my niece she crept into my office while I went out for a few minutes... Please accept my sincere apologies... I promise it will not happen again... Thank you Your Majesty... Good bye Your Majesty." Mycroft put the phone down and sank into his chair exhausted and feeling extremely embarrassed.
Upstairs in her room, Sapphire sat on the phone to Sherlock;
"I am sorry for ignoring you last night, umbrella boy really annoyed me." Sapphire said apologetically.
"Sapphire it is okay. But I wish you hadn't run off again today." Sherlock said.
"I didn't. Mycroft must be too embarrassed to admit to you what really happened." Sapphire said chuckling.
"What? What do you mean Sapphire?" Sherlock asked confused.
"I threw my converse out the window and the happened to land on a van a they happened to have a tracking chip in them. Mycroft and his lot all went off thinking I had escaped from Mycroft's personal prison, a.k.a his house. Then I sat and listened as they chased the poor van and discover I wasn't in the van, rather entertaining to listen to one their radio... and made a few phone calls, including the Queen. She returned my call just as Mycroft got back... Let's just say he isn't too happy..." Sapphire smirked, grinning to herself.
Down the phone Sherlock chuckled, "Well done Sapphire, very well done! Wish I could have seen his face! But you do realise he is now going to make your stay hell..." Sherlock warned.
"I know, I know. But all I have to say is it was defiantly worth it. How long are you guys going to be away?" Sapphire asked.
Sherlock sighed, "Umm I am not too sure, I haven't been able to do as much as I wanted to because I was worried about you. And John has been watching me like a hawk so I didn't phone Mycroft earlier and tell him what I think of him..."
In the background John spoke up, "It was for your own safety Sherlock!" John teased.
"Hiya John!" Sapphire called down the phone.
"Hi Saff!" John called back.
"Keep an eye on him will you?" Sapphire asked.
"I am still here you know?" Sherlock butted in.
"Oh be quiet you." Sapphire teased, her voice became serious again. "John?"
"Yes of course Saff. You take care of yourself and maybe try and keep out of trouble now." John said with concern in his voice.
"I will try... Can't promise anything. Right I better go. See you soon. Miss you both!" Sapphire said.
"See you soon Sapphire." Sherlock said before hanging up. Even though he didn't say it, Sherlock's voice gave it away.
He missed her too.
A.N Aww sorry that last bit makes me smile every time I read it (Gosh I sound vain)... Thank you for you support with this story... It is going rather well.. Especially writing this story and another at the same time.. (So far havent got the two mixed up yet!) A special thanks to amirizar2003 and MyPreciousBookses... they have been great supporting me with alot of my stories and they always leave such nice comments :3 Right until next time please read and review... :D Oh and if you don't like my stories then don't read them... Thanks XD