LUCY'S P.O.V
Over the next few days Sherlock was silent. He never moved from the armchair when me and John were around but he must because there's always a cup of coffee beside him. No cases came up so that didn't help I even considered killing someone just to get him to do something. Every so often he'd whisper something about Moriarty or his brother Mycroft but that was rare. John had decided to go live with his latest Girlfriend until Sherlock brightened up saying that his depressing mood was bringing him down. So here I am sitting in a arm chair still dressed in my work clothes staring at the silent Sherlock Holmes. He looked at me then whispered,
"Clostridium botulinim,"
"What do you mean?"
He banged his fist on the table then pointed to a small bottle that lay of the desk. I got up then picked the bottle up, Sherlock sprang from his seat then grabbed my shoulders.
"Clostridium Botulinium killed that child Carl Powers when I was younger, I haven't noticed it until now but Moriarty gave me a clue, this could be a game changer!" Wait if this is a game changer we could save our selves!
"Sherlock how does Clostriduim Botulinium change the game?" He waved me off,
"I'll tell you later but I need to get to the lab, you're coming," He grabbed my hand and set off dragging me to the lab.
Mollys' Laboratory.
The smell of disinfectant filled the air as a small girl cleaned around Sherlock as he worked. He didn't take any notice of her until he said,
"Molly can you make me a coffee?" She nodded then headed down the corridor to get it. What the hell?
"Sherlock why is a girl who works in a morgue getting you coffee?" He just peered back down the microscope before answering,
"Because I want her to and she'll do it because she loves me,"
"You basically you use her love for you to get her to do work for you," He just smiled then Molly walked in holding a cup of steaming black coffee. That was to quick, someone's already made the coffee. Sherlock sensed this,
"Molly's who's given you that coffee?"
"Jim Moriarty sends his love," I spotted a earpiece in her ear,
"If that Adler rips the earpiece out you'll all be killed," I held held my gaze but then lowered my hand back down to my side. Two red dots appeared on Molly's chest, Oh my god he's going to shoot her. My eyes looked around searching for the gunmen but there were none in site.
Molly sobbed,
"Sherlock lets play Cludeo we all know how that game ends don't we in your eyes, the victim was in fact a suicide, you cheated Sherlock and so did I, we're exactly alike." Molly voice started to go shaky and you could see her trembling.
"I'll hold off the shooting but you'll be hearing from me soon Sherlock, very soon," the dots on Mollys' chest disappeared and I held her up as her legs gave way. She breathed in and out trying to calm herself finally she felt able to talk.
"Sherlock, don't go after him," but Sherlock stayed motionless and silent just staring into thin air before he turned and walked out leaving me with a crying Molly.
SHERLOCK'S P.O.V
The cab ride helped me think, he knows I'm alive and is holding off the shooting but why? My phone signalled a message from Irene. I picked it up then stared at the phone which's screen read:
I'm bored lets have dinner.
IA
I was tempted to reply but stopped myself, Mycroft can probably read my messages. Speaking of Mycroft...
MYCROFT'S P.O.V
A maid poured me a cup of tea as I read the headline's. All the normal things about celebrities broken marriages and drugs. A loud knock sounded at the door then he walked in, my brother looked solemn and cold his eyes staring at me with hatred. He ran across the room at me then hit me in the face causing me to fall to the floor with a loud thud.
"I could have not have faked it Mycroft if I was normal, you were sending me to my death when you told Moriarty about me," He went to hit me again but I caught his hand before it came in contact with my face.
"Sherlock calm down," his eyes and body language showed his distress. Slowly I got up making sure he wasn't going to hit me again. I dusted off my knees then gestured for him to set down in the armchair opposite to mine. He slumped down into the seat then groaned.
"Brother I never thought I'd say this but I need your advice," wait did he just ask me for advice?! I kept a composed look,
"What advice do you need Brother?" Sherlock looked me in the eyes,
"There's this girl and well-"
"You feel affection towards her?"
"yes, I think i'm in love," I sighed, he's in love, it's dangerous.
"Mycroft I know that love can distract you from the real world so I come to ask you how to not show it," I gave him a small smile.
"Sherlock, just be who you normally are. Love is a trap and Brother dear it will destroy you, love is just ends up in pain and loss, it's best that you keep away from it," he nodded then got up and left.
IRENE'S P.O.V
My phone beeped showing that the latest images had arrived two of my sister and one of Sherlock. I looked through them and sighed the poor souls being thrown together by one simple word: 'Adler'. He always thought that I was a only child but no there's always going to be Lucy the one who has a heart which now flutters every time this one man speaks to her, Sherlock.
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