Chapter 6

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*So sorry it took so long to update. First, I kept having writer's block. Second, college started back up so we all know how that goes. Here is chapter 6. Enjoy!* ~ thedoctorsvamp

Jim's POV:

Three days have gone by in preparation to activate Phantom's plan. Yesterday, she informed me that she plans on detonating a bomb on Baker Street . I told her that she was insane, but also brilliant. This kid is definitely my daughter. "Phantom, love, tell me again what detonating a bomb on Baker Street is going to accomplish." I inquire. "For the zillionth time, Daddy, the bomb is to gain Sherlock's attention." Phantom tells me in a "this is the last time I'm going to tell you this" voice. "Ok, ok, I got it." I say putting my hands up in surrender. "So where do you plan on putting the bomb?" I ask. The look on her face tells me that didn't think about that part. "Phantom, by the look on your face I'm going to assume that you didn't think it through properly." I say disapprovingly. "Uhh, well... I um, I didn't get that far." she says with a little chuckle to make her look innocent. I sigh, "For god's sake, what is my number one rule when it comes to planning a crime?" "To never execute a plan rashly?" she answers back unsure. "Correct. Now why are you going to execute a plan that you haven't thought through?" I come back at her. "I have thought it through! FYI, the bomb isn't going to cause a major explosion, just a broken window. I want to place the bomb under the window." she informs me. "Mmm. Now how do you suppose you are going to get the bomb under the window?" I question. "Sneak in of course." she says with a "duh" expression on her face. "How in the world do you plan on sneaking into the building?" I ask with an "are you kidding me?" expression blatant on my face. "I'm glad you asked." she begins, "I am going to disguise myself as a potential client. I've memorized his schedule, so I'll be sure to arrive when he is not there, the land lady will tell me that I can wait for him and let me into his flat, I'll stick the bomb on the window, and sneak out the window." she explains. "That could work, but you forgot the part where I don't want you out in public without protection." I retort. "I forgot to mention that my disguise will be that of a blind child and that the bomb will be in a bag, but that is where the driver comes in. He will drive me to the flat, wait for me to come out, and bring me back here. No stunts except going out through the fire escape. All they will figure is that I didn't have time to wait." she clarifies. "Huh. That is actually quite brilliant." I think aloud. "When is this plan going to take place?" I ask her. "In about half an hour." she responds.

"How do you figure you can get a small bomb and your disguise finished in half an hour?" I ask with confusion. "I already made the bomb." she replies, "You forget that I can fuse and defuse a bomb in a minute tops. Besides, the disguise is nothing." "How the hell did you learn how to make a bomb?" I question her concerned. "One, I'm a genius. Two, you taught me." she replies. "Oh. Right. Haha, I forgot." I say. Just as I am about to express more concerns about her going to Baker Street, Sebastian comes upstairs saying, "I just came to tell Miss Phantom that the car is ready when you are." "Ok. Thanks, Seb." Phantom replies. "Love, I would feel a lot better if I accompany you." I state. "I never said that you couldn't." she says. "Really?" I ask in shock. "Of course, Daddy! I couldn't do this without you." she chuckles. "Well then, let's get going. We have a detective to rouse." My daughter and I simultaneously flash our signature sinister smiles to one another. I take her hand and we hit the road. I truly cannot wait to see how this pans out.

Phantom's POV:

Dad and I walk down the stairs to the car hand in hand ready to watch my plan unfold. By the way he is gripping my hand, I can tell he is still very nervous in letting me do this. I swear, if he would grip my hand any tighter I think he just might break it. We get into the car and head to our destination. I get in my head and get myself into character. Before I know it we arrive at 221 Baker Street. I put my glasses on and grab my bag and cane and walk to the door. The driver helps me out of the car to make my façade believable. I reach the door and I take one more moment to make sure I'm in character before I knock. I take a deep breath and knock on the door. 'And so it begins.' I think to myself. As I suspected Mrs. Hudson answers the door. "Yes? Hello, dear. Can I help you?" She asks. "Um, I'm here to see Sherlock Holmes please." I reply. "Oh, I'm sorry you just him. However, you can wait for him if you like. He should be back in about 20 minutes." she says plainly. "Sure. Thank you, ma'am." I say sweetly. "Ok, it's just right up the stairs the first door on your right." She instructs. I stand there like are you kidding me? She can plainly see I have these big sunglasses on my face and I have a guiding cane. Mrs. Hudson is no genius. "Uhh, could you possibly walk me there considering the fact that I can't see where I'm going?" I ask. "Oh dear! I am so sorry, love! I don't know where my head is today. Please accept my apologies." she say very apologetically. I must say it is quite pitiful. "Yea, it's alright; no offence taken. Apology accepted." I reply with a sweet and innocent smile on my face, even though, I'm not so innocent. Mrs. Hudson takes my hand and guides me up the stairs. We reach the door to Sherlock Holmes's flat. I watch as Mrs. Hudson unlocks the door and walks me to the couch and helps me sit down. As soon as she shuts the door and I hear her walk down stairs, I begin.

I take off my sunglasses and put them in my bag, fold up my stick and put it in my bag, and take out my laptop and the bomb. Like I told dad earlier, this particular bomb doesn't have a time limit once I turn it on. I also grab the small camera that I snuck out of the house (I didn't tell dad about this part). This will allow me to see what Sherlock is up to. I quickly log on and start typing in some computer code to link the camera and the bomb to my computer. I test both out with the little time I have left and I go to find the perfect hiding place for the camera and set it up. I place the bomb under the window sill and hurry up and pack up. I clean up everything and check the clock, done with 5 minutes to spare. I look out the window and gasp at the site I see below. 'Damnu!' I think to myself. I hurry and think about my next move. I got it! I take my cane and glasses and sit back down on the couch. I'll just get up and leave. He'll never suspect anything, right? Just as I am about to text Daddy, I discover that he had texted me. I hear Sherlock, Alice, and John Watson enter the building. Mrs. Hudson just finished telling Sherlock about me and they start climbing the stairs. I quickly text my dad to tell him to call me, but when I pick up to let me do the talking. He asked me when and I reply now. Daddy complies and he calls me. I hear them at the top of the stairs and I pick up. The door opens and I start. "Hi, Daddy! You are? Ok, I'll be right down."

Sherlock's POV:

I open the door to my flat and I find the girl just as Mrs. Hudson said she would be. I find that she is on the phone, presumably with her father. With the way her body shifted, I deduce that she has to leave. A family emergency is most likely. She hangs up the phone and turns her ear toward me. "Mr. Holmes?" she asks. "Yes, how can I be of service?" I reply. "I'm sorry, but I can't stay. My father just called and told me that he is out front waiting to go to the hospital. My aunt isn't doing well and she may not make it." she says with a frown. "Unfortunately, she is the reason I came here today, so perhaps if you would allow, I could come back sometime and give you a case?" she asks very sweetly. "Yes, that would be fine. Alice, see her out." I hand her my card and sit on my sofa about to enter my mind place.

John's POV:

I walk up to her and say, "I'm sorry about him. He doesn't know how to respond properly to these situations. I am sorry to hear about your aunt. I'll escort you personally." I say on his behalf. "Thank you, sir. That is very kind of you, but I think I can manage. If could walk me to the top of the stairs, I can take it from there." she replies. "Yes, of course." I say with a smile on my face. "It was really great to meet you, Mr. Holmes and you as well, Alice." she says with a sad smile. "You too!" Alice replies and shakes her hand. Sherlock gives a wave of his hand and we walk out the door to the top of the stairs. She begins walking, but I stay to make sure she makes it down ok. She reaches the front door and opens it. She asks me, "Mr. Watson, could you tell me if there is a black car out front, please?" " Yes there is. A black Mini Coop. Is that your ride?" I ask her back. "Yes, Thank you, Mr. Watson and it was great meeting you." she says with a bright smile. "You too. And it's Dr." I reply with a smile and a small wave even though I know she can't see it. I watch her walk out the front as she shuts the door behind her. 'Now, time to deal with Sherlock.'

Jim's POV:

I sit in the back seat of the car waiting for Phantom to finish. I text her asking her what is taking her so long. I wait a few moments when I receive a strange text from her telling me to call her. I'm thinking that there is a small glitch in her plan so I ask her when. I wait a few more minutes then I receive her text saying now. The catch is I can't say anything when she picks up. "Hi, Daddy! You are? Ok, I'll be right down." she says and then hangs up. I can only imagine what excuse she comes up with to get out of this. I get out of the back seat and go up to the front on the passenger side making sure no one is around. Another 15 minutes go by before Phantom finally comes out. The driver gets out to escort her to the car to make it believable. She gets into the car and she takes of her glasses. She takes notice that I'm not in the back seat anymore.  "What happened? Tell me everything." I say and we drive off.

*Thank you so much YesIAmAMoriarty for the shout out! Now I am returning the favor. You crazy bunch know the drill. Votes and comments are definitely appreciated. Love you guys!* ~ thedoctorsvamp

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