The three of them arrived at a large country estate. There was more than enough room for the three of them, a lot more. Maryn stepped off the jet, on the landing pad connected to the estate.

"Where are we?" asked John, Maryn didn't have time to answer before Sherlock did.

"Scotland John, Edinburgh judging by the landscape and that castle is classic in the regions" he said referring to a castle in the distance.

"Oh very good Mr. Holmes" said Maryn rolling her eyes "Follow me to your rooms"

She took them into the house and past the foyer and up the ancient style stairway, John was in awe of the elegant house, Sherlock was merely analyzing each thing they passed. This house was spotless, but he didn't see any cleaning workers which mean that they are only here at a schedule time not live in. This house wouldn't be this clean so no one has lived here for a while, in fact he would bet that even Maryn hasn't been here in months.

"Your rooms are down there" she gestured to the hallway, she was looking around anxiously, Sherlock noticed but didn't press into the matter.

"Sherlock, you're room 4 and John you're room 3, the cooks will be around in the morning to make us breakfast, try and get some rest, you'll need your energy" she was still distracted.

"Why are these doors numbered?" asked John.

"This used to be a bread and breakfast John, obviously" said Sherlock.

"Right of course" said John sarcastically.

"Okay, sleep well" she said, and went back down the stairs, Sherlock and John walked down the hallway.

"How do you know she won't kill us in our sleep?" asked John.

"I don't, I have to hope she's not like her brother" said Sherlock.

"Sherlock" John stepped in front of Sherlock so he couldn't walk forward "You seem calm for someone who could be killed tonight"

"John, if she were in leagues with her brother they wouldn't kill me straight away, that's far too boring, just try to sleep. We'll talk in the morning" he said, and opened the door to room 4. John then opened the door to room 3 and entered.

Maryn had sneaked down an unknown hallway in the house, one where Sherlock and John couldn't see or follow her. She dialed a number few people in the world knew and listened. It rang a couple of times before...

"Hello" he answered not in his usual happy tone.

"Hello" she sighed.

"Oh Mary"she flinched "it's you, I was wondering when you were going to get back to me"

"Well I am getting back to you. I told you not to call me Mary anymore!" her voice was quiet to insure no one heard here, but she still sounded angry.

"You really need to learn to watch that temper Mary" he said.

"Stop it" she hissed "Anyway I haven't seen them, maybe someone tipped them off"

"No one knew! How could someone have tipped them off!" now he sounded angry.

"Maybe it was a coincidence, they could be off working a case" she suggested.

"I would know if they were. I know everything!" he said 'sounds like Sherlock' she thought.

"I'm busy right now James!" she raised her voice slightly.

"Ooh, James? Someone isn't having a good day" he chuckled, that was it.

"Goodbye!" Maryn hung up the phone with force, she sighed and tried to calm down, she hated that he and Sherlock were right about her temper.

Maryn, walked down the hallway and up the stairs. She decided to make sure the boys had settled in alright, she went to Sherlock's room first, she wanted to get this over with. She knocked three times and waited.

"Come in" came the monotone voice from behind the door, Maryn entered her head high, with an air of arrogance around her.

"Just wanted to make sure you found your room alright" she said. Sherlock was sitting on the bed with his hands pressed together against his face, he was thinking.

"Oh yes, yes fine" he still stared off into space, Maryn smiled.

"I shouldn't have given you that" she said.

"Given me what?" he asked snapping out of his trance.

"A sniper" she said, he raised his eyebrows "I mean, I shouldn't have given you a sniper with a name, it'll drive you crazy thinking about it, have fun. Shall I tell John goodnight for you?" he didn't respond "Goodnight, Sherlock"

She left Sherlock's room and headed down the hall towards John's, again she knocked and waited.

"Come in" said a much friendlier voice then she had heard just a moment ago. Maryn entered to find John sitting on the chair in the desk in the room. On his computer, writing his blog.

"Hello" she said, he looked up and half smiled at her.

"Hi"

"I was just checking to make sure you found your room alright" she said, then looked at the computer again. "You realize you shouldn't write about this in your blog, my brother reads it you know"

"I know, despite what Sherlock says I'm not stupid" he said smiling, she smiled back.

"Yes well, it's just you wrote about that thing about Irene Adler..." she trailed off.

"One time! Sherlock won't let me forget it" John shook his head, Maryn smiled quickly

"Well, goodnight doctor Watson" she said.

"I told you, call me John" he said.

"Right. John." she said, and turned to leave the room.

"Mary" John said suddenly, Maryn's head snapped back around.

"What did you say?" she asked.

"That's what he called you isn't it? Mary, it's why you flinched" he said.

"That was just an indicator that Sherlock was close" she said quickly

"No, he was watching your posture I saw your hands, he called you that didn't he?" John asked.

"Yes, he did" she said simply "Well Doctor- John, you're not as unobservant as Sherlock says" she smiled sort of awkwardly.

"Wait what does Sherlock say?" asked John, genuinely worried, she laughed.

"Goodnight John"

A/N: Another chapter finished, I feel like the characters might be a little OOC let me know if they are. Oh and thank you to my reviewer High-Functioning Sociopath SH for giving me the motivation to continue this story, all you others don't be scared to review as well!