Sherlock had successfully figured out the Carl Powers case, Evangeline was standing arms crossed in Lestrade's office. They were speaking to one another she was just listening; Lestrade was baffled at what could possibly cause someone to do this kind of thing. Evangeline spoke at that point she glanced down at Sherlock. "Because, we are not the only ones who get bored Lestrade." Evangeline told them, Donovan walked into the office after that she looked at Sherlock.
"It's for you freak." She told him holding out a phone, Sherlock shot up taking the phone from her and waltzing out the door.
John watched him leave and then hurried after him, Evangeline watched them walk out Donovan and Lestrade looked over at her. She gave them a blank look, Lestrade opened his mouth to say something but Donovan beat him to it. "What do you even see in him?" Donovan asked, Evangeline looked at her with little interest before walking towards the other woman.
"What I see in Sherlock is none of your business, Sergeant Donovan." Evangeline brushed past Donovan and out into the hall.
Sherlock was hanging up the phone when Evangeline walked over. "He's taken a new voice?" Evangeline asked, he nodded his head at her just as Lestrade came walking out of the office holding up his phone.
"The car is a rental from Janus Cars." Sherlock nodded his head before sweeping out of the station with Evangeline and John hot on his tail.
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Evangeline was back at the flat; Sherlock and John were at another crime scene. The rental car had been found, and there bomber had moved on to another game. They both knew that Evangeline couldn't take much more of the fast pace and running around, so Sherlock had the cabbie stop by at Baker Street promising Evangeline they would return later. Suddenly her phone rang; Evangeline got up from the couch and quickly walked over to the table she'd left the device on the caller ID was blocked. She clicked the answer button then brought the phone to her ear. "'ello?" Her voice questioned.
"Hello Mrs. Holmes, I'd like for you to join me for some tea." The voice on the other end was Scottish, masculine, and reminded Evangeline of a child.
"I'm sorry but who is this?" She asked, walking over to the window making sure the blinds were closed.
"Just an old friend." Evangeline rolled her eyes at the voice. Something in the back of her mind registered familiar, she could swear she'd heard that vice before.
"I don't have old friends, thank you for your offer but I must decline. Goodbye." Evangeline hung her phone up and in a fit she hurled it across the room. The phone hit the wall and shattered into pieces. She grabbed her discarded shrug off the couch top and made her way down the stairs to see if Mrs. Hudson was home.
She quickly scurried down the stairs. When she arrived at Mrs. Hudson's door the older woman was not home, Evangeline breathing was heavy she braced herself on the wall. Looking around she took in every detail, her senses were heightening she was terrified. Picking herself off the wall she made her way towards the door, she needed to get out of here. Walking out of the flat, Evangeline realized she left her key inside on the table. Letting out a frustrated sigh she walked down the street into the bakery, there Mrs. Hudson sat with the man who ran the shop.
"Mrs. Hudson can I borrow your mobile?" Evangeline asked as she walked up, Mrs. Hudson looked a little startled but then smiled at the young woman before fetching her phone out of her pocket and handing it over to her.
"Thank you so much Mrs. Hudson, I'll bring it right back." Evangeline told the woman; Mrs. Hudson dismissed Evangeline with a wave of her hand telling her to take as much time as she needed.
Evangeline stood outside the shop the phone to her ear; she was desperately trying to get Sherlock. Suddenly there was something around her mouth, everything went black. The phone dropped to the ground, still dialing. A young man carried the now unconscious Evangeline away and put her into a black car, the other man picked up the phone and shut it off handing it two the elderly woman they saw the girl get it from. "The young woman who was using this asked me to give it back to you, she had to run." The fine tailored man said handing the woman the phone before walking away not giving her time to respond.
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Sherlock and John came back into the flat hours later, the first sensed that something was wrong the moment he entered the flat. He scanned the area of the entrance, looked over at Mrs. Hudson's door, and then up the stairs. John gave him a worried look, following the glaze of the other man. Then Sherlock shot up the stairs, when John arrived he noticed that Evangeline was not in the living room. He watched as Sherlock stalked over to the wall next to the kitchen, Sherlock's eyes narrowed. Evangeline's phone was shattered on the ground. That must be why he had a missed call from Mrs. Hudson.
"She's gone." He muttered under his breath, Sherlock turned and looked at John.
"Call Lestrade, Evangeline is gone. She must be found." Then he rushed out of the flat and down the steps.
They had solved four of the cases now; there were still one to come. Sherlock hurried down the street until he saw someone in his homeless network. It was a woman; she looked up at him and smiled a bit. "A little change mister?" She asked, Sherlock hand her a bit of money with a note that had three words scribbled on it. Find Evangeline Holmes. He walked past the woman after that, pulling out his phone from his pocket. There was a text from John, "Got the guy from the missile plans, come to the flat." Sherlock shock his head, and then hurried back to the flat, the soon as this was over he would hunt down his bride and make who ever took her pay.
It was after all a universal rule to never mess with the important people in a Holmes's life. Sherlock knew that this was Moriarty's final game after all, and he would not play by the rules.
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This is a really short chapter; sorry about that but I needed to get the update out soon. Next chapter should be the longest yet. Please leave a review and tell me what you think. The plot is thickening; don't hate me for messing with the Great Game and little and skipping most of the cases. But there just so boring to rewrite out and if you've seen the episode a billion times like me then it gets old to have to read the whole episode even if a character has been added in. So please stay tune I'm trying my hardest to update more regularly but I supper busy with school so please just be patient with me. Until next time.
Sincerely, LaRae
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