Ch.7

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I turned around and saw John and Sherlock looking at me with huge grins on their faces. 

"What?" I asked confused. They both burst out laughing hysterically. I watched them amused and waited for them to regain control. 

"That...Well that was positively amazing. You punched Anderson in the face!!!" John huffed out holding his stomach and catching his breathe. 

"Yes it was quite amusing. Thank you." Sherlock said taking off his coat and scarf with a smile. 

"You are very welcome. Quite honestly it was my pleasure, and I wasn't joking about it correcting his ugliness." I said starting up the stairs. I looked at my phone and saw it was already one in the morning. "Okay guys I'm gonna head off to bed." I said before Heading into my place, but halfway through the doorway  I remembered something. "Shit." 

"What?" John asked. 

"Your dinner oh god guys I'm so sorry I feel awful you guys must be starving! Here come on Ill make us all sandwiches."  I said pulling them into my flat. 

After we all ate the boys left and I went to bed. Again that night I heard Sherlock scream. I still brought my gun with me,but I did not wake him up this time. Instead I sat in tthe chair and sang him the lullaby which seemed to calm him down even in sleep. 

I did this the whole week, then Saturday came back around. This was the one day that I had my job at the club. My past clients usually enjoyed going to this little shindig with me, but I was worried that John and Sherlock might not. I would have to bring them with me if I did leave so I could hope for the best and hope that they would go, or I could just ditch the job. I thought about this while I was in the shower, and I decided it would be better to try and get them to just go. 

I got out of the shower and went to my clubbing area or my closet. I pulled out a red cocktail dress out. I pulled it on and looked at myself in the mirror. It was short and tight, but it had an elegant sparkly grey strip that wrapped around my waist twice before going over my left should. Sassy, classy, with just a little nasty. I went into the bathroom and dried and curled my hair in big bouncy baby doll curls. I applied my makeup consisting of smokey eye with silver sparkles to accent my eyes and blood red lips stick. I went back into my closet and grabbed my matching stilettos. 

I went and looked in the mirror one last time to make sure that everything was exactly right. And not to tut my own horn or anything, but I looked fucking sexy. I sprayed a small amount of perfume on and then left and went to Sherlock and John's flat. 

Instead of knocking I just walked in. It was a thing we had just come to do with each other in the past week. 

"ALLLLLLL Right time to get ready!" I said clapping my hands and walking into the Kitchen where Sherlock and John were discussing something.

"No I think it would be a good idea to just-" John stopped mid sentence and just stared. Sherlock turned around and looked at me as well. They both stood there for a couple of seconds before Sherlock gained composure and continued talking. 

"John I know it is him."

"Are you positive about that? We can not go after this guy unless you are absolutely positive." 

"Yes John its him I know its him." 

"Okay fine but how do we get to him?" 

"Well I now know where he will be tonight so I think we should go and just get him there." I Had finally had enough of being out of the loop so I cut in. 

"Who? What are you talking about?" I asked confused. 

"A man, James Colly is the killer from the last five homicides." he said handing my a picture of a man  who I presumed was this James guy, "I know his next target and I know that he is planing to kill him tonight, and I know where he will be I just have to find a way to get to him, with out being noticed." Sherlock said quickly. 

"Well where will he be tonight?" I asked upset that most likely I would have to quite my job. 

"Ministry of sound." He said with a wave of his hand. I smiled excitedly. 

"Well I have to go to work tonight so there we go." 

"What does that matter, do you mean that singing job that you have at-" He paused and I saw the realization cross his face along with a wide grin, "Oh god yes!!! Oh Addy This is brilliant this is amazing you are amazing!" He said jumping around like a child on Christmas. 

"What?" John asked. 

"I work at the Ministry of Sound that is where we first met when I was singing. Do you remember?" 

"Oh yes of course, and that must be why you are so dressed up. " He said with a nod of his head.

"Exactly." I agreed. 

"But how would I go in unnoticed i mean I am  in the paper and a man who is able to kill five people is usually observant and careful." 

"I have an Idea." I said grabbing the guys" but we gotta hurry come on." I pulled them outside and hailed a cab. 

"Ministry of sound please and step on it." I said to the cabby who sped off down the road. 

When we pulled around in the back I practically threw money at the cabby and ran into the back with the boys following me. I explained the plan as we walked down the hallway to my dressing room. "Okay so you guys are going to have fun and be clubbers and I am going to sing. that way we will have eyes in the sky as well as in the crowd. I will have my gun on me the whole time and I have some in my dressing room so if you guys can both have one as well. I will sing a slow song when i spot the man and that way the lights will dim and I can see u guys and make sure you are okay. But you do look to much like Sherlock Homles and John Watson. You have to change." I said looking and Sherlock's semi formal outfit and Johns sweater. "I'll be right back."

I went into our spare closet in the back with lockers and I found the dance crew's clothes. I found my friend Jimmy and my other buddy Charlies locker. They shared because, well they were together whic is actually pretty awesome because they are fun to chill with and you never have to worry about those awkward guy and girl best friend relationships, plus they had good senses of fashion. I grabbed their bag and hauled it back into my room.

"Okay here we go." I said pulling out two pairs of jeans and throwing them at each of the guys. I then pulled out a navy blue polo and handed it to John who tucked it into his jeans, then I gave him some shades. I gave Sherlock a white, tight fitted V neck with a jean jacket. I sat there and waited. 

"Do you want us to leave or are you just gonna turn around or...?" john mumbled with Red cheeks. 

"Oh my god." I giggled and covered my eyes then turning around. "Its not like you guys are taking your underwear off. Or are you just nervous to be in a room with a girl half naked?" I asked teasing them. I heard a huff and then a cough and I turned around. My Eyes first latched on Sherlock and he was pretty damn sexy, but something was missing. 

"Hmmm Those curls.." I said looking at his head of hair, "Oh I got it!" I said snapping my fingers I reached into the bag and pulled out a grey beanie and fixed it onto his head. "There we go nobody would ever suspect Sherlock Holmes to wear a Beanie." I said with a smile. 

I turned around and opened the drawer to my makeup table and pulled out two hand guns. I handed them to Sherlock and John who seemed totally calm and fine,but  I was nervous as hell. I heard a knock on the door. 

"Hey Addy you have five until you go on lets get crackle akin." I heard my boss yell. 

"Okay!" I called back. "Well guys are you ready?" They both nodded.  "Okay please just be careful." I said and as the where leaving my room I ran up and hugged Sherlock who froze under my touch I let go and quickly moved on to John, Brushing off the fact that Sherlock didn't even try to hug me back. However John gave me a quick squeeze and looked me in the eyes. 

"WE are going to fine." He said confidently. 

I nodded and quickly rushed past them going to the stage. 

"God I hope this works." I whispered to myself, and taking a deep breathe I put a smile on my face and walked on the stage. 

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