Author's Note: Here is the next chapter of texts! It's between Jim and Seb, this time. Pre-Reichenbach, obviously. Characters belong to Steven Moffat/Mark Gatiss/ ACD.

Enjoy!

Blue TARDIS Everdeen

Hey boss. When did you want me to be at my post? I have other things to do, you know. –SM

Since when? –JM

Since the last time you sent me after your precious "clients". –SM

What things could possibly be more important than being at your post on time? –JM

Oh, I don't know….possibly a date? I do have a life outside of you. –SM

Really? I hadn't noticed. –JM

Yeah well, notice more often. –SM

What's her name? –JM

Sorry what? –SM

The lady's name….the person you're going on a date with? –JM

Oh. Her name's Mary….Morstan, I think. –JM

She sounds just peachy. –JM

Don't get snippy with me, Jim. One of my mates introduced her to me. –SM

And who would that be? Do I know this person? –JM

I think you do, actually. –SM

Don't tell me. Is it Sherlock's "pet" John? –JM

Oh you're so smart. Yes, yes it is. –SM

I thought I told you not to meet with him anymore. –JM

I'm sorry, since when could you tell me who I can and cannot see? –SM

Since you started working for me, as I recall. You DID sign a contract. –JM

You know I don't read those things thoroughly! –SM

Well, you should start, if you want to keep your job. –JM

You wouldn't. –SM

Wouldn't I? –JM

Fine. –SM

You know me so well, Sebby. –JM

I told you not to call me that. –SM

You know you like it, darling. ;) –JM

Whatever. I'm going to be late. For my date. Are you ok with that? Or are you going to follow me like a jealous sod? –SM

What do you think, dear? –JM

*Rolls eyes* If I even hear or see you once, I swear I will use my own gun to shoot you. Clear? –SM

Yes, Sebby. –JM

*Sigh* –SM

I am quite looking forward to seeing this Mary lady. She sounds just heavenly. –JM

Yeah well, don't get used to it. Now that I know you're going to follow me, I'll try to avoid you. –SM

You can run, darling, but you can't hide. Remember, I OWN secrecy. I know all of the bank codes, and I can blow up NATO in alphabetical order. –JM

Yes, I know. You've told me this how many times? –SM

Fifty, to be exact. –JM

Do you ALWAYS have to be a pain in the arse? –SM

Yes, dear. It's my specialty. –JM

Well, I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Jim. –SM

See you VERY soon. Darling. ;) –JM

Damnit Jim! I'm not your babysitter! –SM

We'll see about that. ;) –JM

Bloody hell. What am I going to do with you? –SM

I just need you to be you, and let me have access to you whenever I want. –JM

Why? So you can control me like your little puppet? –SM

Wow Seb. You foiled my nefarious plan. Well done, dear. –JM

Ha-ha, very funny. I'm serious, Jim. –SM

So am I. Deadly serious. –JM

Don't joke about that. I…..don't want you to die. –SM

Don't worry, Sebby. As long as Mr. Holmes doesn't ever find me, I will be safe and sound. Don't worry your sexy little head about it. –JM

Ok. I'm really leaving now, alright? Try not to take over the world without me. –SM

You'll always have a place in my universe. –JM