Chapter 9: Threat

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By now, Jim was watching as his carefully strung web was becoming undone. The consulting criminal knew that his former pet was now working with the detective. To say Moriarty was angry was an....understatement. The consulting criminal was becoming more and more violent, and the only outlet he had was to take it out on the army doctor. John had locked himself in his room, avoiding the Criminal's wrath. What have you done,Watson? Why would you do this?  John was regretting his life choices to put it lightly. John wanted to help Sherlock and Seb, so John was preparing himself to do something very dangerous: To provide one hell of a distraction. He didn't know what yet but he'll figure something out. He needed to. "Johnnnnnyy." He could hear Moriarty sing from down the hall and John curls into a tighter ball. "Come and play with me John....don't be boring....." Jim's voice purrs. John whimpers.

Please Sherlock. Come quick. I-I need help.

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