I picked up the ringing phone once I was settled in the cab and boy did I get an earful from a panicky Tony.

"Sam, you need to leave London now. I'm getting in the jet and flying over there now." He demanded at me.

"Tony, I don't think that is smart idea." I spoke softly trying to keep my voice down.

"I DON'T CARE! He has taken it too far and he is going to pay." Tony retorted at me.

I didn't respond back but looked out the window and sighed, "Give me until the end of next month and I'll see what I can do."

"No. that's too long you will be dead by then."

"Tony…he would of gotten rid of me by now if he didn't need me but he clearly does. Plus next month he will be taken in by the Holmes older brother." I assumed biting my lip.

I heard Tony sigh and groan as he agreed, "Fine but you call me every day till then to make you are ok, got it Frosty?"

"Yes, I can do that Tony."

"Ok, well be safe, you idiot."

I smiled softly and looked up as the cab began to slow down, "Ok, and Tony…Merry Christmas."

I listened to Tony let out a soft chuckle before responding back, "You too, kid. You too."

As I hung up, the cab pulled up to one of the nicest homes I have seen inside of London, maybe for except the Queen's palace. I paid the cabbie and approached the house with my nerves on end, it would be the first time I'm meeting this women. I rang the bell and pulled the letter out looking it over as the intercom buzzed at me, before a female voice came over the speaker.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, JM sent me to speak with The Woman." I read off of the other side of the post-it note.

At first silence was my answer until the locks to the door were clicked open and a young woman opened the door.

"Come in, she is waiting in the living room for you." The woman responded

I walked in and looked around at the sheer beauty of this hide out; I pulled my jacket off holding it against my body as I clicked my way to the living room.

"You must be Sam, Jim's new pet." Irene's voice spoke breaking the silence as I entered the room.

I shot a glare at where she was sitting in the chair by the window, luckily wearing clothes unlike before.

"Here it's from Jim." I spoke as I walked over and handed her the letter.

"A letter from Jim, a little old fashion I must say." She responded taking it from my hand.

"Well Jim is very unpredictable. " I responded turning my back, "Now excuse me, I'm going home."

"Oh why don't you stay for tea, dear?" She asked as I heard her get to her feet.

I stopped at the doorframe, and turned back around to glance at her, "And why would I do that?"

"We have to discuss which one of us has Sherlock's heart."

I looked her over and then around the room, " It will be quick because clearly you have captured it long before I could even try."

"You are wrong, you have had it before I ever was in the picture," She corrected me crossing her arms.

"I'm just his flat mate, who happened to get sucked into this fucked up life of his, so don't assume what you know because you just play with his heart because you are in love with him." I scowled at her.

She pressed her lips together as I turned on my heel and walked out, "Good Luck trying to get him to have dinner with you."

I pulled my jacket on and stormed out of the house only to begin to walk back in the direction of the flat. The snow crunched underneath my feet as I became more and more frustrated with the fact everybody assume I had feelings for Sherlock. This wasn't what I planned out with my brother before I left, I'm not a helpless fly stuck in this web Jim has created around me.

I groaned as the cold reached my bones and I hailed the closet cab then headed back to the flat for peaceful cup of tea.


Hello Dears,

I hope you have enjoyed the 3 chapter update and I apologized so how short the two of them are but I promise more are to come but a bit slowly due to classes starting again. So anyway please enjoy these chapters and thank you for reading.

~K.U.