When I got back to the place Sherlock was watching crappy TV and correcting it, he was clearly still upset about Irene. I watched him for a few minutes while the kettle boiled and tried to understand why everybody assumed I liked him. He was just a friend like the Doctor, but I did kiss the Doctor but we were still friends. I sighed as I turned away grabbing the ringing phone that pulled me out of my thoughts, the id was unknown but I had to pick up anyway.
"Hello?" I asked putting the phone up to my ear.
"Jim needs to see you, met him at the office in 20 minutes." Sebastian's voice rang out over the speaker.
I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, "Fine, I'll be there."
I slammed the phone down lightly, groaning and taking the kettle off the stove then heading into the living room.
"Sherlock, I'm going out. Please eat." I suggested looking at him as I pulled on my jacket that was on the couch.
He glanced up at me, then back at the TV saying nothing for once in his life. I frowned and ran down the stairs in a steady pace, making it to the curb quickly. I took a deep breath of the cool winter air before getting into a cab.
I walked into Jim's building with no hassle this time; I was greeted by Sebastian who was leaning against Jim's office doors. I looked up and down his army trained body, and glanced at the two scars that were craved into the bridge of his nose and the other craved over his left eye. He gave me a strange look before he looked over his watch.
"5 minutes early, nice timing." He commented with a small smirk.
I rolled my eyes, and scowled at him, "Is he in his office, Sebastian?"
He rolled his eyes, then turned and knocked on the door, "I don't see why I can't just kill you, you little bitch."
I clenched my fist into a ball and grinded my teeth at his comment, but I knew I was no match for him. He would kill me in a second if he was allowed.
"Boss, she's here." He pointed out opened the door and strolled in with his hands in his pockets.
"Thank you Sebby, now go clean up that mess from earlier." Jim ordered from his spot behind his desk, swatting his hand away in Sebastian's direction.
I walked in after Sebastian and stood in front of Jim's desk and watched the ex-army sniper leave the room with a slam of the door.
"He must really hate me" I grumbled softly glancing back in Jim's direction.
Jim's laughed at my comment before standing up, and walking out from behind the desk, "Oh, he is jealous, because Daddy has another pet."
My eyes followed Jim as he stood in front of me, biting my tongue and not making a comment about being his 'pet.'
"So tell me, were you going to tell me about the Iceman bring me in at the end of next month?" He questioned with a small smirk.
"Yes, but I was going to wait until Irene was out of the picture. " I responded on queue not giving him the answer he wanted to hear.
"He is going to bring you in and question you, torture you. I'm not sure why, but he will and you will get every ounce of info about Sherlock you want." I concluded.
"And you were going to run off to Mr. Stark?" He questioned as he circled behind me and gently pushed my hair away from the right side of my face.
"Have you learned nothing, Sammy-dear?" He asked grabbing a fistful of my hair and yanking my head back violently causing me to let a small gasp.
I glared at him and frowned at him, "I'm not stupid, Jim. I was going to come back; it was just to keep Tony off your tail."
Jim analyzed my face before he let go of my hair before moving back in front of me; I watched him and fixed my hair.
"Good girl," He smirked pulling his phone out.
We stood there in silence as Jim continued to play on his phone while I watched him, "Anything else Jim?"
He looked up and smirked, "We'll be in touch, dear."
I nodded and turned on my heel heading towards the door, "Make sure Sebby, and doesn't shot you on the way out, dear. I don't need another bleeding mess today."
I glanced over my shoulder at Jim who had that evil grin on his face, "Well you want to lose me this soon in the game anyway, Jim. I have plenty of more moves to take before I lose. "
He grinned even more before I charged out of the office on to walk past Sebastian, who happened to be standing outside of the office cleaning his gun.
His eyes watched me as I made it to the glass front door of the building; I watched his reflection in the glass before smirking and walking out to the street to head back the flat.
