The Sniper's Sister

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i honestly do not want to write an Irene scene but you know, 67% sure amanda would get mad at me so im going to do a short one, and then throw in some fluff just for good measure, and after that ima just be winging it okay maybe something good will happen who knows *shrug*

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Moriarty sat across from Irene, and Erianna stood in the back, her eyes wandering around the large expensive flat. The two look-a-like rich arseholes discussed business, at the coffee table. Moriarty flipped through a small stack of pictures, and Eri's eyes glanced over, then did a double take, and she quickly came to stand right behind him.

She let out a low whistle as her blue eyes scanned over the pictures. "God bless the Queen indeed." She whispered. Jim hit her with one of the pillows near him, and she backed off.

"Jimmy, I didn't know you hired women. Especially beautiful ones, I would have asked about a position." Irene mused, as she eyed Erianna over.

Jim didn't take his eyes off the pictures, but mumbled back,"I didn't know you wore clothing, Irene."

Erianna snorted then coughed to cover it up. She quietly laughed in the hallway as Jim and Irene we're still discussing business, and Sherlock and all those things Eri didn't care about. From her purse she pulled out an old cigarette case and a lighter.

"Take it outside, Jackson!" Jim called from the other room. She groaned, but complied and strolled outside. She hoisted herself up onto the white railing beside the door and watched people start to rush to work.

It was a pretty day, really, even though it was just beginning. Just a little chilly, but the smoke inside her lungs filled Erianna with some warmth. She played back the events that had just happen a few hours before at the pool, and took a long drag, exhaling the smoke in a sigh.

She hadn't seen Sherlock in forever, and suddenly he's everywhere now. She hated herself for leaving like she did, but Sebastian had run off, and her old man sure as hell wasn't going to take care of her. She just couldn't get the look of betrayal in his eyes out of her head. Her phone pinged suddenly, and she looked at her notifications.

"Ah shit shit shit." She whispered and rushed back inside. How could she have forgotten about this? "Sir, we have to go." She said as she basically slid into the door way. Moriarty looked up at her.

"Why, what's happened?"

"We have an interrogation scheduled in less than a hour, and it's gonna take a while to get there." He sighed, and rubbed his face.

"I forgot about that. Look, we're not done here, you go and get whatever you can. I'll be there as soon as possible." She nodded and replied with a yes sir before rushing out the door. Michael still sat in the car and she quickly hopped in.

"Warehorse on 60th Street, quickly, I'm going to be late." He nodded and sped off.

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"Who did you send the file to?" Erianna repeated for the fifth time in that hour. Her eyes were locked with the man sitting across from her, and blood ran from his nose. He shook his head and stared at the floor.

"I told you already." He stuttered.

"Yes, but you see, I can tell a liar when I see one. So I'm going to ask nicely for the last time, who did you send the file to?" The man laughed.

"You're hot."

Eri sighed. "You know, I really like this outfit, but if you're going to be this way," She pulled off her black jacket, and rolled her sleeves up,"I can afford getting a bit of blood on it.