The Detective V.s. The Assassin

14. Lay down your Life.

Months. Months since her kidnapping and Eliza hadn't said a word to anyone about it, not about the kidnapper not her torture. The Russian spy had kissed both her cheeks and hugged her in a bone-crushing hug, sadly he had to return home a few days later because he had a mission.

Peter had become more protective of Eliza than before, if that was even possible. Eliza didn't complain she knew he had frightened him with her disappearance. Sherlock was trying to coax out details about the kidnapper he was not stupid, he deduced that she knew her kidnapper.

John and Mary didn't push for information, there were the only ones. It became too intense for her one day and she had to lock herself in her room to escape their questions. "Leave me alone!" She screamed, she picked up her gun and began shooting the wall like her brother did when he was bored, though Eliza did this when she was angry or frustrated.

Like Brother, like sister.

I'm not a child, if they left me alone I would be fine I'm an assassin not a pretty pink princess. Eliza wanted to tare her hair out, Roxy was her only comfort.

"Roxy, I'm losing my edge, " Isadora admitted "I allowed my self to be kidnapped."

"Marriage changes us, El. Perhaps seeing your brothers again have softened you but no-matter you can still be the kick-butt girl that I became friends with." Roxy stated. Eliza's phone beeped and she held up one finger for Roxy to wait a second.

The text was from an unknown number.

It's time Miss Eliza.

DG

Eliza had accepted this, she knew the day would come. The only person who knew she was going to do this was Ford, and he wasn't even in the country. She had sent him a letter explaining her problem and he had replied with a few words.

I'm gonna be free. I'm setting you free.

You have ten minutes than I text your love

ones and they take your place.

DG

"Roxy, I've gotta go."

"Where? Peter and Sherlock are with Lestrade." Roxy raised an eyebrow and made a grab for Eliza but missed. Eliza jumped from the window and landed 2 stories down on the balls of her feet and took off at a run.

Roxy hastily reached for her mobile, Sherlock picked up on the first ring. 'Sherlock, she's gone. Gone to see him."

"We have to wait, for her message or his." Sherlock muttered before he hanged up, Roxanne held her phone to her heart.

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'I'm here Douglas. Kill me but leave my family alone." Eliza shouted into the empty warehouse.

"I knew you would come, though you misunderstood I won't kill you. You will. And your love ones should arrive any minute. Death by suicide, very fitting."

"That wasn't part of our deal." Isadora hissed, her dark hair plastered to her forehead.

"We had no deal, think about-" The gang leader's phone rang, smirking he answered. Eliza could here Mycroft's voice on the other end.

"Talk to her Mr Holmes, but she will fulfill her end of the bargain." Douglas held a tiny black ball in his hand.
"In my hand is the bomb she will die, and you can't stop it because if she releases her grip everyone dies."

"Mycroft." Her voice was steady and controlled as she spoke. "I need you to know... That I love you, I know you hate me you've always have. I'm going to die."

"Isadora Scarlett May Holmes!" Mycroft growled, he breathed deeply calming his anger. He turned her into a killer, its his fault. 'I don't hate you, don't interrupt please. "

Encouraged by her silence he continued. "I was- am- jealous of you. You are not afraid to show your emotions like I am, you smarter than me. It pains me to admit it. That's why I help Sherlock because I know you can get out of situations, and I know it means nothing, I'm sorry."

"I always thought you hated me, but instead you were giving me the tools to create my own way." From the corner of her eye she saw Douglas throw the bomb, her instincts took over and she grabbed it. He had activated it.

If she moved her hand everyone in the warehouse and surrounding area would die.

"Can U speak with Sherlock? Brother I'm sorry for all the pain I caused you, do something for me, tell Peter to remarry and for the love of God, William find yourself a girlfriend."

Sherlock laughed, "I'll try."

Eliza watched Douglas, she wasn't going to let him escape, that had been the plan, as he read her mind he chuckled.

"If I die, they die." Eliza glanced down at the bomb, just one twitch of a finger and...

"Sherlock, Red Lava." Eliza screamed down the phone, as kids Sherlock and Eliza had created code names for everything.

Red Lava was run away as fast as you can.

"I'm dropping the bomb, go!" Douglas shouted orders but Eliza barely heard them. She needed to tell Sherlock, that he was free.
With shaky hands Eliza brought the phone to her ear.

"He's escaped." She released the bomb, tears falling down her face, then there was silence. Flames erupted and an explosion.

"No!" Sherlock watched, his heart breaking. His sister was dead, because she had given up her life for theirs. He swore revenge and marched away from the scene before him.

He would find her killer and Sherlock needed his help. The man who escaped the top criminal prison.

A/N: Sorry it took so so long to write and update, I had no idea how to kill Eliza. So I hope her death scene is okay. Sorry if it isn't. Remember to vote and comment. :)