Chapter 4

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It had been a few hours since Moriarty's call, and Sherlock was still on edge.

"You need to calm down." John says, leaning against the kitchen counter, watching Sherlock pace restlessly.

"I can't! I want to know what he wants with Claire, why he even tortured her in the first place." he says, rubbing his eyes, pacing furiously, thinking.

"He said he wanted information, right? Why not ask her?"

"Yeah, sure, just walk in saying, 'oh, hey Claire, sorry to bother you, but we need to to remember your worst memory ever and tell us what Moriarty wanted and what you know'. Oh, yes, John, that's quite a way."  

John rolls his eyes, "It was just a way, i never said we had to." Sherlock stops walking, looking into the living room. Claire was sitting on the couch, her head phones on, listening to some music, she mumbles the words under her breath, also thinking, sifting through memories and things she's see. Also trying to figure out what exactly Moriarty wanted.

Sherlock sighs, as much as he wanted to know what happened the night she was tortured, he didn't want her to make her go crazy thinking about it. Claire's head lifted up, she gave a weak smile, knowing he was watching her. He smiles slightly, knowing that she knew, he turns back to John.

"So, what do you think Moriarty's gonna do this time?" John says, breaking the silence. Sherlock sighs, leaning against the door frame, "I don't know, but whatever it is, it's not good at all."

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The next day everyone felt refreshed, ready to take on anything. Claire walks to the door, her jacket and sunglasses on, reaching for the doorknob but Sherlock stops her.

"Where do you think you're going?" he says, raising an eyebrow. She smiles innocently, "I wanted to go out, around. Is that a crime?"

Sherlock glances in the living room, seeing John on the computer, completely absorbed in what he was doing. Sherlock looks back at Claire.

 "Alright, fine, lets go." he says, pulling on his jacket and opening the door. Claire smiles, "I knew you would." and walks out, Sherlock following after he shut the door.

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I know, I know... another not-so-action-packed chapter. But we all have to have patience, right? ;]

-K

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