Sherlock snuck slowly into a window. Looking around he carefully replaced the window and crept down a hallway. It wasn't long before he found the room where the girls were being kept.

"You there?" he hissed.

When nobody replied he opened the door (to his surprise was unlocked) and walked inside.

What he also didn't expect was a gun in his face and a smiling man.

"Hello Sherlock." The man said. "I've been waiting for you."

Sherlock raised his arms in surrender and the man advanced.

"Ah, I'm sure you've come for those girls? Your too late, they've gone. I told them to get rid of all three of them tomorrow but I guess they couldn't wait."

Sherlock clenched his jaws. "What did you do to them?"

"I, Mr. Holmes, didn't touch a hair on their head. My men did."

Holmes growled. "Who's the third girl? I only came for two."

"Ah, that one. She's not of importance is she? She's a thief and a…"

"I didn't ask what she did I asked who she was."

"Nobody of importance." He cocked his head. "But you have something that's important to me."

"The letter."

"Proof of my contact."

"Dear Randy," recited Holmes, "Meet in the same place. Don't bring Sam. V. V stands for Victor or maybe another person?"

The man tightened his grip on the gun. "I care too much to let her pay for my mistakes Mr. Holmes."

"Who?" demanded Holmes.

"I don't think you're in a position to ask questions now are you? Now, if you could just hand over the letter…"

Watson:

Watson retched up and gripped the arm around his neck.

"Wait stop." Said another voice behind him. "It's Watson!"

"Who?"

To Watson's relief the knife was removed from his neck and a similar person hugged him.

"Rose, Klaine, you scared me to death." He said hugging both girls.

"Actually it wasn't us it was Virginia."

He looked around and spotted a girl standing awkwardly to the side.

"Um, sorry about the knife…" she said shifting her weight. "I thought you were one of the goons who've been guarding us."

"Oh, don't worry about that. Just scared me to death."

"Um, what exactly were you doing?" asked Rose.

Watson glanced at the wall. "Hurry and get out of here now. I have to um… 'blow up' this side of the building."

"What?" Klaine mouth dropped open.

Virginia nodded though. "Alright let's get out." She grabbed the others and steered them away. "Good luck."

Watson relit the match and held it to the fuse which began to burn immediately. Jumping up he ran out the way the others ran and had just escaped the building when the wall exploded.

Holmes:

Holmes looked around when he heard the explosion silently thanking Watson.

The man Victor stood in front of the door the only exit. "You're not leaving until you give me that letter."

"Move or we both die."

"NO!" Victor cocked the gun. "Hand it over now and I'll let you leave unharmed. Just give it to me!"

"I don't have it."

"You lie!" he hissed.

"I don't, shot me than. I don't have it."

Victor looked around widely, desperately.

"If you tell me who you're defending I'll make sure it's destroyed. Just tell me!" Sherlock cried watching the flames building up behind the man.

Victor sobbed slightly. "My daughter. Virginia. She killed him. She's a thief and an assassin."

Rose and Klaine:

As all the girls and Watson ran outside they were relieved to be unharmed but worried about Holmes.

"Will he be ok?" asked Rose worriedly.

"He's survived worse." Panted Watson.

"Oh, good." Said Virginia. "I wouldn't want another one hurt today."

Watson looked at her puzzled. "Another…?"

Virginia flipped open her pocket knife and held it to Klaine neck.

"Sorry, I have to do this, you'll understand." She said sadly.

Klaine's eyes grew huge and she stiffened.

Rose stared at her. "What… what are you doing?"

Virginia stared right at Watson. "I need it Watson. I really need it. I can't be put in jail, I'm too young to be put in for life."

Watson stared at her in disbelief. "You…"

"Yes it was me. He was a threat against my father. He found out about he's illegal trades, the illegal immigrants, his spies. I wouldn't let daddy suffer. I signed the letter with a V. to make him think it was my father going to talk but it was me. I killed him. I'm a thief but I failed to get that letter and it threatened my father again."

Klaine muttered, "Talk about daddy's little girl."

Virginia sighed. "Watson hand it over."

"I don't…"

"Yes you do. Holmes had the letter but gave it to you because he would think it would be safe."

Watson slowly took it out but hesitated. "Let her go."

"Give it to me and I'll let her go. Same time, we both let go same time."

Watson agreed and the trade was made. Klaine returned to her sister and Watson shaking but unharmed.

Virginia sighed. "Sorry ya'll." She pocketed the knife and the letter then ran for all she was worth.

A/N: Now, let's see if I can save Holmes. Basically the 'Father" was in a scandal including a couple murders, blackmail, illegal items and immigrants for cheap labor. He worked in a tobacco, textile, and silver factory and was a very rich man. Randy was his business partner and he decided he would get a big reward if he rated out his friend. Victor or 'daddy' agreed to set a date to make a deal with money to convince him to stay and not tell but the daughter knew this would never work. She sent the letter to meet him someplace but getting anticay went to his house and killed him there instead. She forgot the not when she left and made a plan with her father to retrieve it. He'd go after Holmes to make sure he didn't have it and she'd gain the trust of the girls pretending to be kidnapped like them. In the end one of them would get it in the end. Sam was the third business partner but had no idea what was going on. I thought I'd just tell you because I'm not clear in stories. :P