A/N- Thanks to those who reviewed, etc. I started incorporating the names of the titles, with Watson's blog.

The Grave Discussion

Posted by, John Hamish Watson

I looked into the eyes of a monster today; a different kind of monster, a real mythical beast. I'd never really stopped to think about who this man was. I thought of him as a criminal, or a serial killer, but never a monster. That word I used to describe something unreal and evil. The truth is humans are just as animal and feral as Werewolves, and Vampires.

You know who's a monster, Professor James Moriarty. Dark grey eyes, like the ash of a burning building; fire, that's what he reminds me of. He takes the lives of people, looks them straight in the eye and they crash and burn. Moriarty didn't burn, he burned others. Just like the crazy man always said "I will burn the heart out of you!" Sherlock Holmes may never agree, but Moriarty has won, and he's won over and over again.

If this game gets a little too real…my dying wish is to make sure Moriarty suffers. Suffers like he made others suffer, because that's what monsters do, they make people suffer until they can't handle it anymore.

Castiel and Sherlock stood side by side peering into the coffin; awful smell radiating from it. Castiel refused to believe it was Sam Winchester, while Sherlock refused to believe it wasn't James Moriarty. That Moriarty had possibly murdered this young boy.

John nervously stood behind the two, he felt as if he was going to vomit. He thought the game was over, that Moriarty didn't have to hurt them anymore. Here was all the evidence they needed to prove, James had once again out smarted the smartest man alive. How would Mycroft react? Did he already know? Or did he help Moriarty? John wouldn't be surprised if he did.

Castiel looked at John sadly, "I made a promise to a friend…and I just happened to not keep it."

Maybe is mind was messing with him? But it wasn't, he knew every cell that created the youngest Winchester, and it sure as hell was him.

"You knew him?" John asked his voice almost a whisper.

"Yes, he's a good friend."

"Hello!" Sherlock whipped his head around to see Moriarty.

"Heard you were in town, I just had to come say hi. You thought the game was over, Holmes…no…no it's only just begun. Don't ever think that your friends are safe. Never, I will make sure that you never EVER see Johnny Boy again. Cause it's not over UNTIL I SAY IT IS!"

John tried to launch himself at James, but Sherlock stuck his arm out holding John back, as the man in Westwood walked away. Castiel was stricken with grief and confusion. Maybe Sam was alive, and this Crazy man was dead.

"John would you mind loaning me your mobile for a few,"

"Um no, here, Castiel," John handed over his phone and Castiel quickly dialed a number.

It took three rings before the phone was picked up. "I swear to god whatever you are I will hunt and kill you!"

"Dean?"

"Oh hey Cas…"

"Is Sam with you?"

"Yeah why?"

"He's human right?"

"He's next to me; would you like to talk to him?"

"That would be preferable." There was shuffling as the phone was handed over.

"Hello, Castiel."

"Gadreel, what are you doing inside Samuel?"

"He is healing, Castiel. Don't worry he's intact."

"Right,"

Castiel wordlessly handed John his phone back. John gathered everything, and they headed back towards the street. The ride was silent, and everyone stared towards the seats in front of them. The silence was never broken, not by a single sound.

As soon as they arrived back at the flat Sherlock locked himself away. John gave Castiel a pitiful look before heading up the stairs.

He lay awake for several hours. Wondering how exactly this so called Moriarty knew who Sam Winchester was. He'd seen evil people before, but this man from what he heard was a different kind of evil. Twisted kind of evil; twisted like Metatron crazy. Though there was something about both of them that made them both interesting…

They're love for storytelling.

He contemplated this for a while. Now he was truly lost for words, unlike some people…friggin' James and Metatron. By the time he drifted off to sleep, the sun was already peeking through the curtains.

A/N- Yes Moriarty is alive, obviously Metatron will probably make an appearance (I will not be kind to him), but I'm not sure yet. Were at that part of Supernatural where Gadreel half possesses Sam, but I'm only grazing the surface of that. Sam being in the coffin, it was staged by Moriarty surprise, surprise he secretly knows something about Castiel…

Please review it makes me really happy to read them! Have a happy Halloween if you happen to read this tonight.