"Mind explaining why you found it prudent to make such a spectacle of yourself in the hallway just now?" I asked, leaning against Lily's desk as Sherlock sat in the swivel chair beside me, crossing his legs and pressing his fingertips to his chin.

"It was a ruse to blend into the horomone controled life of a university student and their significant other, obviously." Sherlock replied, staring blankly at the door which we just entered from.

"What specatcle?" Lily asked, plopping down cross legged on her bed. "What did i miss in the hall? What'd he do?"

"He kissed Zoey." I replied, not taking my eyes off of the now brooding man. "And now we are waiting for God only knows what."

Sherlock rocked the seat side to side slightly as he kept his eyes locked on the only entrance and exit to our room. "It's simple, John. We're waiting for the girls to be attacked once again."

"Normally you would try to keep Zoey from situations like this." I pointed out, looking at Lily, who was staring wide eyed at Sherlock.

"You kissed Zoey?"

"Yes, but seeing as her relatives are the current targets there was no way I was going to keep her out of this even if i attempted." Sherlock replied simply. "She would have ignored my every order, as usual." He growled out the last half of that sentance with frustration. "But i do believe that now that she has made herself and her connection to her sisters known, she will become a target as well. So there is only the one solution to her current predicament: put her out in the open and wait for the killer to come to us."

I shook my head. "Sherlock, he won't come to us. He'll come to Zoey and Ana. If we really wanted him to come to us, we'd be there with them."

"Ah, yes, but there is where the flaw in your reasoning is, John." Sherlock kicked his foot to the side and sent himself spinning around to face me. "If we were there with them, the killer wouldn't take the chance of another mistake. He needs only his target in the room. It's quite possible that his method of killing is one that needs a clear target. In fact, im sure of it. And i'm posititve that one or both of those girls down the hall are now marked for death."

"Why did he kiss her?" Lily asked, ignored for a second time.

"If they're marked, then thats even more reason to have our eyes on them, rather than being down the hall, Sherlock!" I groaned, rubbing my temples. "If this is as serious as you make it out to be..."

"Of course it is serious." Sherlock spun back towards the door. "One girl is dead and another in a coma. Don't be so dense."

I opened my mouth to reply but Sherlock leapt up and grabbed a nearby object off the desk, smoothly flipping it around with a turn of his wrist to hand it to Lily. Once he stopped moving, i realized it was her laptop.

"I'm quite sure you all webchat from time to time?" Sherlock asked as he looked up toward the door yet again, the muscles in his body practically coiled to leap out and down the hall once given the signal."Or you at least know their usernames?"

Lily flinched slightly in surprise at the sudden action but nodded. "Yeah, Ana messages me late at night over homework sometimes."

"Good. Now initiate contact with her. We need to know what's going on in that room without actually being in the room."

She nodded and started typing and clicking breifly before setting the computer on the bed beside her, facing Sherlock and myself as the webcam activated. Ana's face appeared and she examined the screen on her end for a moment before moving back, still looking pale and uneasy.

"Hey, Lil." She said, her voice allowing the fear to sneak in slightly as she spoke.

"How are you two fairing?" Sherlock asked, more for an update than out of concern. "Anything out of the ordinary occur yet?"

Zoey's voice could be heard in the background, although she was somewhere off screen. "If there was anything to report, we'd have let you know already." She was frustrated, i didnt have to see her face to know that much. "What are we even looking out for? A needle? a powder or liquid poison? A little hint would be helpful when we're the bait!"

"The poison wasn't transmitted through those obvious scources. if they had, your police force no doubt would have found it during their destructive raid earlier." Sherlock sat back down in the chair and slowly spun back and forth at a steady pace, almost like a clock ticking. "No... it was injected, however. But not through a needle."

Zoey groaned and muttered something as she could be heard walking through the room. Ana watched her sibling for a time before looking back at the screen. "Sherlock, are you sure that this will help? Will doing this save Danni?"

He was quiet for once, and i could only assume that he was attempting to word the answer in a way that wouldn't cause Zoey to charge down towards us to kill him and destroy his plan. "I'm positive that this will help identify the culprit. However, I have no garentee that this will result within the timeline that Danni's poison is taking effect."

Zoey's spoke up, talking more to Ana than to us. "Its because poison varries from person to person. It's not just the stregnth of the poison or the dose. How big a person is and how fast they motabilize the toxin is also a key factor."

"But," Ana looked helplessly at her sister and then at the screen, staring back at us with an expression that was begging for a glimpse of hope. "You know what did it, right? What kind of poison she has in her?"

Sherlock put his fingers to his chin once more and stopped spinning, glancing at the screen. "If i knew specifics, she would be in much better condition than she is now. I know how she was poisoned but i dont know exactly by what." As I watched, he pulled out his phone and seemed to search for something, scrolling and swiping quickly as he scanned.

I moved to sit down beside Lily, who was sitting quietly for once as we spoke. She kept her eyes on the screen, as if trying to find the right words to comfort her friends. I decided to try and change the subject and at least get their minds off of another possible death. "Zoey, how is your wrist doing? I noticed that it got pinned earlier back at the hoospital."

Zoey was now in view of the camera, although a fair distance back. i took it that Ana was sitting at her desk and Zoey was simply pacing the room as they waited. She looked down at her hand and made a fist before extending her fingers again. I saw a slight wince as she did so but didn't say anything about it.

"I'm alright. It's just tender." I saw her fix the bandage slightly as she looked up towards her sister and the camera. "I'm trying really hard to let it heal properly."

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Trying to give your wrist a chance to heal by strangling Sherlock in the lift?"

"That was my exception!" She shot back defensively, pointing at me. "He had it coming and you know it."

My eyes moved towards Sherlock, who's eyebrow twitched slightly but he refused to reveal his feelings on that statement at the time. "You're lucky you didnt further damage it." She waved me off and i couldn't help but sigh. Stubborn. "Does it hurt? How tender is it?"

"It's aching. Kinda dull but radiating." Zoey rotated her wrist to test it and i saw another wince. "I have pain pills but I left them back at the house..."

The girl beside me piped up as she scrambled herself off the matress beside me. "I have some you can have. It won't ruin the stakeout too much if you leave the room for a few minutes to come and get them, right?"

Sherlock closed his eyes, brows knitting together as he sighed. "Make it quick. And pass a book over as well. It will give the illusion of exchanging exam necessities."

Zoey disappeared from the screen once more, leaving the door open ever so slightly as she exited the room. In moments there was a knock and Lily was at the door with a small bottle for her.

"Here. Two usually do the trick for me but sometimes three works as well." Lily handed the small container over, putting it in Zoey's left hand as she was now avoiding using it. No doubt from the pain she had caused by putting it through more strain than was good for it.

"Have either of you changed clothes or washed yourselves since leaving Roylott's office?" Sherlock asked as he remained still, only his eyes moving as they opened and examined the woman in the doorway.

"We haven't had time." She replied as she allowed me to quickly rewrap the injury. It was slightly inflamed but from all it had endured lately, it was to be expected. Otherwise, it seemed to be healing properly. "And right when we did get time and privacy for us to do so, you decided to ring us up on the webcam. Kinda hard to have privacy to change when youre being monitored."

"What, you worried we'll peek?" Sherlock scoffed, turning around so his back was to her. "John is hardly the type to do such a thing. He's too much the gentleman to even consider it. And you have nothing of interest for me. The human body itself only interests me in the ways that it can assist me to solving a case. The differences between the sexes are but minor details. I would consider you the same if you were standing before me naked or as you are now."

Zoey simply pursed her lips and raised her brow slightly as she turned to return to her sister's room. "I bet you were a blast to have in the classroom during sex ed."

"In my experience, sex is good for nothing more than exchanging genetic material in which to procreate and further increase the human population, or be a needless and often troublesome distraction that results in nothing but trouble either way."

"You'll never fully know until you experience it first hand instead of jus observing others." Zoey replied, a taunting tone to her voice as she headed back down the hall. No sooner had Lily closed the door, than Zoey was once again opening her's.

"Sherlock sure seems like a ray of sunshine to have around." Ana said as Zoey sat down on the bed behind her.

The elder girl shook her head as she popped off the bottle's lid and swallowed two of the pills before replacing the cover. "He definately keeps you on your toes. You're never bored." A small smile crossed her lips as she reached for a nearby water bottle of the bedside table.

Something caused the girl to look down, suddenly draining all color from her face as she dropped the water bottle and followed the reflex with screaming. Ana spun around and followed her gaze, also starting to shriek as she jumped back and against the desk, causing her laptop to shake from the impact.

Lily grabbed hold of her screen, trying to get a responce from either girl without success. "Ana? Zoey? What's going on? You guys okay?"

Sherlock was already out the door with me not faar behind, both rushing towards the sound of panicked chaos.