Part Thirteen:
(Sherlock's P.O.V.)
"John, walk Kathryn back to her flat," I order.
"Why do I need to-" Kathryn protests.
"Go."They follow my orders and head over to Kathryn's flat. As soon as they're in her door I text him back.
"I'm surprised it took you this long," he says in the door way, "and her help. How does it feel? To be outsmarted by her?"
"Why shouldn't she be able to outsmart me? I created her," I say picking up my violin.
"Right, when you turned down the case," he says.
"You didn't honestly think I turned that case down for lack of interest did you? I knew the second she brought it to me that you were behind it," I explain, the sound of my violin behind my voice.
"Right, but you saw something in her and you wanted her to become a better person," he says sarcastically, "that's why you're the good guy and I'm the bad guy. You make people smart and I murder their parents."
"Why are you here?" I ask putting my violin down.
"Do destroy you," he snarls at me, "Remember, I.O.U." With that he turns and leaves. A few minuets later John reenters without Kathryn. The way he sneaks in and out of places has always been strange to me. Sometimes it's as if I'm the only one to see him. He manages to scare everyone else so much that they don't say a word even when they see him.
"What did he want?" John asks sitting in his chair.
"What do you think?" I grab my coat, "Come along. I think it's time we pay Mycroft a visit."