Maryn love this town. She used to spend a lot of time here when she would stay with Hennery, she missed that. John seemed to admire the simple town as he gazed out the window while Sherlock was simply bored by it. They cruised down the main road, small shops lined the street, it all looked very quiet and peaceful. Sherlock hated it.
"It's called Winchester" she said breaking the silence, she noticed the curious looks from the boys and clarified "The town, it's called Winchester"
Before anyone could answer the car stopped outside a large department store. It had a generic name plastered on the front that no one bothered to read as they got out of the car. They stepped inside, the boys not bothering to question why they were there.
"Okay, I'll get some food, you two find some suitcases and clothes" she ordered while rushing towards the seemingly endless shelves of food leaving John confused and Sherlock annoyed at the lack of information.
"Come on John" Sherlock walked towards the men's section of the store.
"Do you not find this whole situation crazy?" exclaimed John "Can't we get your brother to help us, can't we go home!"
He's going to die Sherlock
"Mycroft can't help us now" replied Sherlock providing no real useful information.
John shook his head at his friend deciding that perhaps, for now, it was just best to go along with all of these insane plans, after all he's done it many times before. He glanced over to the shelves of food to see Maryn having a difficult time deciding which flavour of chips would be best, he half-smiled at the clever, albeit insane, sister of Moriarty.
John gasped when he saw Sherlock beside him, following his gaze and giving him a knowing look. Sherlock raised an eyebrow expecting an explanation from his friend but instead John just grabbed a basket and a couple stripped shirts.
"Alright, we need to get going" Maryn informed John as Sherlock, approaching them with a cart full of food "Have you gotten the clothes yet?"
"Ah, yes" said John presenting the cart to her, she bit her lip when she saw their selection "What?"
"Nothing" sighed Maryn directing them to the check out line.
Maryn shook off the memories of this small town as they made their way to the car. The three of them piled in and the took off once again.
"Right, don't mean to pry, but where are we going?" asked John.
"Oh, well every piece of property my family has ever owned is out of the question so I have arranged for us to be flown to Hennery's cabin" explained Maryn "And then he'll meet us there"
"Hennery will be there?" questioned John.
"yeah, why?" asked Maryn genuinely confused. Sherlock smirked but Maryn missed so John shrugged the question off.
Nothing significant happened to the trio during the ride there or in the plane really, just mindless conversation the Sherlock ignored and occasionally insulted, and of course the three or four times Maryn told Sherlock to "Shut up!"
The cabin was very small compared to the last two estates they were in but it was a decent cabin size to a third person observer. They hauled their bags and food into the cabin and began to unpack. John gazed out the window where you could see the lake and beach down the road. About an hour after they arrived Hennery joined them.
"I see you found it alright" commented Hennery.
"Course we did, I would never forget this place" smiled Maryn, John frowned at the two which didn't go unnoticed by Sherlock, or Hennery apparently.
"Something wrong Doctor?" asked Hennery, John quickly recomposed himself, Sherlock resisted the urge to smile.
"What? No, nothing, just tired from the trip" lied John quickly.
'See' mouthed Hennery to Maryn, she glared at him 'Stop' she mouthed back.
"Alright, Sherlock, John let's talk" she told them sitting down at the table and gesturing for them to join her, Hennery also sat down with them.
"Now, we have to figure out a way to stop my brother, he won't rest until he's destroyed Sherlock" she warned him, Sherlock half-raised his eyebrow appearing to be bored by the threat.
"Are you sure he should be here when we're talking about this?" asked John pointing to Hennery
"Hey!" protested Hennery.
"Well, how can we be sure you're trustworthy?" asked John with an edge to his voice.
"John" warned Sherlock under his breath so only John could hear.
"You want to talk to me about trust?" Hennery's voice grew louder as he stood up.
"Hennery! Sit down!" Hennery ignored Maryn's orders.
"What are you implying?" John also stood up
"I'm not the one with trust issues here, If i'm not mistaken you didn't trust Maryn, you wanted to refuse her help!" shouted Hennery
"Not at first, but once everything was explained and I got to know her and-" John attempted to defend himself but was promptly cut off.
"You don't know the first thing about Maryn!" countered Hennery "I've known practically all her life, you've known her for all of five minutes!"
"STOP IT!"yelled Maryn jumping to her feet "Stop it, both of you! You're acting like a couple of children! This is not the time nor the place for this, so just shut up!"
John and Sherlock exchanged looks with themselves and Maryn and slowly sat down ashamed of themselves. Sherlock just winked at John whom shook his head at Sherlock as if to say 'This is not the time!'
"Thank you, now, we can stay here for the next couple days and then I'll have it arranged for you to be transported to a safe house" Maryn explained
"What about you?" asked John
Maryn was momentarily stunned, she really hadn't thought about what she would do her brother now knew what she had down so going to him was out of the question, she did have lots of contacts in the tech world but it might be tough to get in contact with lots of them-
"She'll be with me" Maryn was snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of Hennery's voice, she turned to him confused.
"Really?" she asked, Hennery nodded.
"Wouldn't it be safer if she was in the safe house with us?" asked John.
"No, I think it's better if she's with someone she knows" Hennery replied, perhaps a little harsher than necessary, Maryn gave him a warning look.
"He's right" interjected Sherlock "That is better, John may I speak with you?"
Sherlock took John outside onto the porch.
"John-" began Sherlock but her was cut off
"Don't say it Sherlock" sighed John "I know I overreacted"
"You're feelings are becoming a problem John"said Sherlock simply
"What?" asked John a bit shocked.
"You're feelings for the girl in there" said Sherlock in the same tone
"I don't have feelings for the 'girl in there'" said John mocking Sherlock's tone.
"That's really the answer you want to go with?" pressed Sherlock, John nodded "Alright then, by the way, she will have to sleep in the same bed as Hennery again tonight" John flinched "Hope that doesn't bother you"
