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Ch.11 ...On!
"An abandoned aircraft hangar? How very original. So when do you let in on your little plan?" Sherlock asked as he leaned on the car with his hands in his pockets.
Adler looked him up and down, "Always so impatient. You know this would have gone much smoother if you're over protective brother had just let you come to Wales. You would have been the one to find the paper with my perfume then tracked me down, I was waiting for you. I had it all planed out."
Sherlock rolled his eyes.
"You have no sense of romance, did anyone ever tell you that?"
Sherlock continued to look utterly board.
"Fine, I'll tell you. I've grown board with my life Sherlock. I want something more... fulfilling, something meaningful. However I also need constant stimulation, you understand that don't you?" She closed the distance and racked her blood red nails up his chest. Sherlock tensed and focused his attention elsewhere. She shook her head and stood in front of him. "When you suddenly came back to from the dead I decided I wanted that life to include you. So you and I are running away together." She said with out a hint of sarcasm.
Sherlock slowly turned back to her, "Is this a joke?" He asked.
"I'm many things Sherlock, a prankster is not one of them."
He couldn't help but laugh.
"I assure you I'm deadly serious. With our combined minds imagine what we can accomplish. As much fun as I've had getting paid to beat the hell out of the rich and famous, I'd like to try my hand at helping them instead. They'll have to pay us more handsomely than they did you Johnny of course, but you leave the accounting to me, love. You know how much I like causing problems, I imagine I'll enjoy solving them just as much." She asked.
Sherlock was in awe, "What? No espionage, no stolen defense plans, no member of the royal family trussed up in the boot of your car? You just want me? You want to be my new John? You really have lost your mind!"
Adler started to look a bit ruffled. "Are you forgetting what I've done for you? I saved your life!"
"Yes, and I saved yours first, I imagine that makes us even."
"I paid you back for that."
"I'm not sure you could call what happened between us as payback Woman!" Sherlock shouted
"Oh, shut up you enjoyed it." Irene purred unfazed by his outburst.
"You drugged me and tied me to a bed, Irene!"
"Semantics!" She said with a wave of her hand. "You don't know how to have a good time, I just helped you relax. None of that matters now, because we have the rest of our lives to look forward to."
Sherlock studied her trying to find something, anything to explain her bizarre behavior. "Seriously Woman, you must to know I have no intention of running off with you, this is ridiculous. Now tell me what's really going on."
Adler's eyes lost their focus for a moment she looked around then back to Sherlock. "Okay, you want to play hard to get... fine. Let's talk about incentive!"
"What incentive?"
"The incentive to keep you're precious little family safe. I found the one you missed! I found Jim's hidden toy. Go with me tonight and he will leave everyone alone, but if you walk away from me I will unleash him on your sweet little doctor and he won't be gentle. You couldn't possibly watch her 24/7."
If it was possible Sherlock's mind went blank and raced all at the same time. "What have you done?"
"Well Seb found me actually, desperate for some kind of direction. So I took him, he's mine now. He does exactly what I tell him to do, when I tell him to do it. If I tell him to pay little Molly Hooper a late night visit, he'll do it... understand?"
"So let me get this straight? You think you can threaten me into a sexual/professional relationship with you by holding my friends over my head? How long do you suppose you can pull this off?" He asked his fists clinched at his sides.
"It worked for two years didn't it? You were running all over the place to keep them safe. Jim was pulling your strings from the grave and I think you'll find I'm much more creative than he ever thought about being. It also helps that I'm not dead. Besides you'll learn to love it. What more could the great mind of Sherlock Holmes want? Adventure, intrigue and all the amazing sex a man could ask for." She said with a devious smirk.
Sherlock decided he had to rethink everything he thought he knew about Irene Alder. She was indeed cunning, manipulative and completely brilliant, however she also seemed to have flipped her bloody lid.
"Irene, this toy of Moriarty's he came to you? Don't you find that a bit suspicious?" He asked stalling for time.
"I find everyone suspicious Sherlock." Adler said rolling her eyes.
"What exactly did he want in return for doing your bidding?"
"Oh the usual, money... sex. Nothing I didn't have at my disposal. Mostly he needed someone to tell him what to do, as do most men. He felt a little lost without Jim you see. We're wasting time. I have a helicopter waiting to take us to Amsterdam, there is a penthouse suite with our names on it."
Sherlock couldn't let anything happen to Molly, but he couldn't get on that helicopter. There was no way he could protect his friends from Amsterdam. Not to mention this crazy bitch wasn't getting her hands on him again. If he hadn't been drugged half out of his mind she wouldn't have gotten her hands on him in the first place.
"Seb dear take the car and go keep an eye on Dr. Hooper would you?" Irene called out.
Just then a man emerged from the shadows and approached the pair. "So we finally meet? The famous Sherlock Holmes. I'd like to say I'm impressed but na. You just got beat by a woman in a tight skirt. Maybe if Jim had been a bit prettier."
"Don't tease him Seb, that's the man I love you're talking to." Irene purred.
"I'd like to do a hell of a lot more than tease the son of a bitch, Miss." Seb made to lunge at Sherlock, unable to contain his rage at the man that caused the death of his former boss. Then suddenly a gunshot echoed through the hanger and Seb went down. Sherlock looked around to see where it came from and Irene reached for the gun in Seb's waistband.
"Please give me a reason to shoot you, you unholy whore!" Mary Watson's voice rang out as she and Molly came running into full view of the scene. "Molly, don't you have something you'd like to say to the dirty twat over here."
Molly walked right up to Irene and delivered a precise blow to her perfect face. The sound of the Woman's noes breaking was disturbingly loud and not all together unsatisfying to everyone present.
"Nice, now could you grab that gun? Bending has become very difficult these days." Mary said keeping her piece trained on the crying dominatrix.
"Oh, right." Molly bent down and removed the gun from Seb's belt then walked over to Sherlock. "Here, I don't know what to do with this. You okay?" Sherlock nodded looking completely gobsmacked and Molly shook her hand. "That hurt more than I thought it would." Sherlock carefully took the gun and put it on the hood of the car then examined at her hand.
Just then a car pulled up and John, Greg, Mycroft and three agents came barreling out.
"Damnit Mary! Do you ever listen?" John exclaimed.
The agents started cuffing Adler and tending to Seb's wound, he was down but not completely out. Mary, of course, knew how to place a shot.
She kissed John, "Oh never mind that, look!" She said as she pointed to Sherlock and Molly. They were awkwardly standing face to face, doing their best not to attack one another.
"What?" John asked.
"Oh Jeeze, Sherlock's right... you are clueless sometimes. Just watch will you!"
"So, that was a nice punch." Sherlock said still holding onto Molly's fighting hand.
"Ya well, she kinda killed our moment earlier. She had it coming."
They looked at each ignoring other then at all the people around them, most of them looking at the couple. Sherlock leaned down and whispered, "I meant what I said you know."
Molly nodded her head, "I know, your brother confirmed it. Then Mary did too. Why did everyone else know before me?"
"I could ask the same question." He said with a sly grin. "I want to kiss you right now."
"What's stopping you?" Molly asked.
That's when Sherlock grabbed Molly and kissed her with all his might.
John's jaw nearly detached from his face. Mary squealed once again. Greg looked about as confused as he ever had in his whole life. The British government just turned away and smiled.
WOW! What a fun ride I had, thanks for taking it with me! Oops... look at what I found, it's an epilogue! Stay tuned!
PS: I don't usually beg, but I have to know... what did you think?