Chapter 12: She's Gone (part 2)

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FIRST update while at COLLEGE WHOOO! wow, ok, this is crazy, I'm a college student, I think it's crazy! so far the homework has been pretty crazy but I heard that it slows down after a bit. thank goodness I had this written already before I left for school, well hope you like it, enjoy!

John's version.

"So you have no idea where she went?" I asked Sherlock as he paced around his flat. Rori had been missing almost a whole day and Sherlock had done nothing about it. He seemed to think that she would come back on her own, but I highly doubted that she would. I didn't get that vibe from her. But I also don't think she was the kind of person to leave without a word.

"No John, I do not know where she is. I lost her," he said with frustration.

I threw my hands up in the air. The one person he was in charge of, he lost. He was barely responsible to keep a plant alive, how did Lestrade ever think that Sherlock could keep ahold of Rori? "Figures. I knew you would do something like this. And you didn't tell Lestrade?"

"No."

I opened my mouth to say what I thought about this whole thing, but stopped when Sherlock's phone buzzed. Within a second, he pulled it out and put it up to his ear.

"Rori?" Sherlock asked into the phone. I could hear the eagerness in his voice, which was surprising because I never knew he would be so worried about anyone. I watched his face change from relief to something else as he put the phone on speaker.

"Rori is here, but she's tied up at the moment. Sherlock and I assume John is there too. I have been told you two like puzzles, well this one should be fun. You have till 22:00 to save her until this all goes down to the river. Oh, and one more thing, don't get anyone else into this. It's our little game we're playing here," the man's voice rang out, then the line went dead.

"Well, that didn't tell us anything," I stated with a frown.

Sherlock shook his head at me. "No, he gave us a clue. Watson, get your coat on, we're going down to the river."

"The river is huge. How do you know where the right place is at?" I asked as I put my coat on.

"Over the phone there was a faint bell ring, Watson. What part of the river has bells?"

I thought about it for a minute. I never really went down to the river, but I saw this news report of other day about river boats and the bells they use to let people know they are arriving. "The river boat cruises have a bell ring when they're about to leave the dock."

"Right, so that's where we're going, Waterloo station."

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Rori version

"Well I think that went well," Zane said as he walked back into the room where I was at.

"You called them?" I asked him as I sat on the ground in the middle of the room. I had been thinking long and hard about how to get out of here, and I had come up with at least five plans to do so. At this point, I was just waiting for the right time.

He nodded. "Yup. I like this Sherlock."

"I'm sure you do. You like anyone who is smart and sadistic like you."

A smile came to his lips. I knew him a little too well that I would care to admit. It was amusing to him but it made me shutter.

"So what are you going to do with me if he can't find me when times up? Let me go?" I asked, trying to understand his plan a little more.

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