Touch Him = Death

Ch.11

"What?" Sherlock whispered barely audible. 

"He has a brother and I don't think he is very happy." John said. looking really upset. 

"How... how do you know, John, how?" Sherlock pressed grabbing johns shoulders and shaking them. 

"He left me a letter," John said pulling a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to Sherlock. 

Sherlock's eyes skimmed over the sheet and I heard him take a quick intake of breathe. 

I, however, was stilled confused. "Wait, slow down. What the hell is going on? Who has a brother?" 

There was a long pause before Sherlock breathed out his answer..."Moriarty." 

"What! I thought he was dead! And I did a background check on the guy and his parents and his grandparents and I did not find any brother." 

"Here read this." Sherlock said handing me the paper.  The note read: 

Dearest Sherlock, 

                Roses are red, Violets are blue,

               He might be dead, but I'm here too. 

                                                       Love, LM

"Wow real original, and besides who is LM how do we even know that is Moriarty's "brother"?" I asked handing the paper back to Sherlock. 

"You see how there is a smiley face in the O of my name? That was something Moriarty did, and I would dare say that LM stands for little Moriarty." He said throwing the paper down on the table in disgust. 

"Well why don't we check the paper for finger prints, and try to find whoever this is?"  I asked. 

"No Addy we can not just dust for finger prints like a good little detective," He said sarcastically and running his hands through his hair while pacing in front of John and I, "If this is who we think it is, then he is not just some amateur who leaves prints for us to track!" 

"Fine, then we are just going to sit here and wait for him to come kill you." I said angry that he was not taking any action to try to find this person. 

"She is right, Sherlock. If he is trying to be anything like Moriarty, then I don't think he just going to sit and wait for you to find him." John said backing me up. 

"Yes, yes I know that, but what else do you want me to do?" He asked. 

At that moment I finally realized I was not doing my job at all, I was being more of a concerned friend than a body guard. 

"First I want you both to carry a gun." I said walking into my room and grabbing my own gun. "Do you still have the one I gave to  you in the club?" I asked as I checked my gun to make sure it had ammo then placing it in its halter, and they both nodded yes, "Good then keep them on you at all times, because if for some reason I am not with you, then it probably means that you are in a bad situation, and are going to need a gun." 

"Okay, but last time Moriarty had snippers placed all around us what about that?" John asked. 

"Honestly, from the research I did, Moriarty seems like an original, and i would guess that his little clone would like to make his idle proud by making up a new hellish plan. Plus obviously the snippers didn't work, so why would he try for them again? Yeah I dont think we need to worry." I said with a steady nod of my head. 

"So now what?" John asked. 

"Now, we wait." Sherlock said taking a seat. 

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Hello my lovelies. Yes I know its been a while, and I know this chapter was super duper short, however i have not had anytime what so ever, but I still felt bad so I thought I should give ya'll something at least. Any way I am really going to try a lot harder but don't count on it. Bye xoxo ;)