Sherlock Holmes and the mysterious woman

The object

I pull out the object and point it at her. She stops moving staring at me. The object i'm holding is a gun. A gun. The words repeat in my head."I could kill you right now" I say. She nods slightly. "But why? You know killing me wont change anything?" she says. I pause. Fine. "I wont shoot you if you stop this game." I reply. She doesn't say anything. "That's fair.." she says quietly. She moves her hand to her pocket and takes out a phone. She puts the phone to her ear. She says something to someone and then repeats what she said in a more angry tone. Then she puts down the phone. I keep the gun pointed at her. "Done" she says. I lowered the gun. "Leave me alone. Forever Nancy." I say. She smirks but doesn't move. "I will. But I will say that I'm impressed. Pointing a gun at the most dangerous person in London needs quite a lot of bravery." I pause. She's right. I was blinded by my anger. That could have gone very wrong. She smiles. I walked out of the station. Past her. My mind is racing. She doesn't move as I walk past her. "I leave you alone you leave me alone." she says quietly as I pass her. She turns just as I walk out of the station. I ignore her and call a cab. A car comes over and I get in and tell the driver to go to 221B baker street. We start to drive and I look out the window. It's over. Everything is over. I smile a bit. Everything can go back to normal.                        ____________________________________________________________

It has been almost 6 months since that last encounter.  I've forgotten about Nancy and all her games until one day when a man came into my flat. " Are you Sherlock Holmes" the man asks me.  "Yes that is me. And who are you?" I ask. "I'm Thomas Scott." he says. "And why might you be here today?" I ask. "My Daughter. She's been kidnapped. Taken by a horrible woman." the man says.  I raise my eyebrows. "Tell me more" I reply as I stand up. "My daughter. Her name is Olivia. I got mixed up in some bad things and had to pay this woman a lot of money. I wasn't able to get any of that money so she came to my house" The man pauses. "She had some people with her and she...she killed my wife." he finishes saying. I nod. Finally. A case that sounds interesting. "Why did she take your daughter sir?" I ask. "I don't know but when I came back to the house my daughter was gone and my wife was dead." He replies, His voice is urgent. "Please, I need you to save my daughter". "Sir, I need you to describe your daughter and this woman." I say trying to keep him calm. "My daughter, is nine. She has light brown hair... blue eyes, and she always carries around a blue teddy bear." The man pauses. "The woman has blue eyes,Black hair with a white streak in it. That's all I can remember." I freeze. "Are you sure that's what she looks like?" I ask. The man nods. I take a deep breath. "I'll find your child sir." I say. "Oh thank you Mr Holmes. This means a lot to me." I nod. "If you could tell me how to contact you if i do find your daughter that would be helpful." I mention. "Of course. You could call or text me." The man says as he shows me his phone number. I pick up my phone and  write it in. I smile. "Thank you sir. I'll contact you when I find your daughter." I say. The man smiles and thanks me again before he walks out of my flat and leaves. After he leaves I sit down in my chair. Watson is on a date so I'm alone. My mind flashes to the description of the woman. I know who that person is. I could recognise them from a mile away. I forget about her and then she comes right back to my  mind.  I close my eyes. There is no way. It has to be another person.  It sounds exactly like her. I close my eyes. Of course it's her. She always comes back. I got up. I need to find her. I need to save the child. I need to save her from Nancy.