Hello Detective

The Reichenbach Fall Part 3

When I arrived I suspiciously found the door unlocked, and heard voices upstairs.

"Sherlock did you know your door was unlocked–" I said, walking into his sitting room but stopping in my tracks when I saw James Moriarty sitting in Sherlock's chair.

Sherlock looked to me from John's chair, a worried look on his face.

"Addie, why don't you have a seat, join us. Have you told your little friends yet?" Moriarty said, first motioning to the couch then turning his conversation back to Sherlock.

"Told them what?" Sherlock asked, his hands folded in prayer position.

"Why I broke into all those places and never took anything?" James asked.

"No." Sherlock muttered.

"But you understand." Jim smirked.

"Obviously." Sherlock said.

"Off you go, then." Jim said as he fiddled with an apple and a pocket knife.

"You want me to tell you what you already know?" Sherlock asked.

"No, I want you to prove that you know it." Jim said, I sat awkwardly on the couch, sitting in the middle of this cock fight.

"You didn't take anything because you don't need to. You'll never need to take anything ever again." Sherlock said.

"Very good. Because..." James said, urging him to continue.

"Because nothing, nothing in the Bank of England, the Tower of London, or Pentonville Prison could possibly match the value of the key that could get you into all three." Sherlock said and my eyes went wide.

"I can open any door anywhere with a few tiny lines of computer code. No such thing as a private bank account now. They're all mine," James began then turned his head to me.

"No such thing as secrecy, I own secrecy." He smirked at me, I frowned in disgust.

"Nuclear codes, I could blow up NATO in alphabetical order. In a world of locked rooms, the man with the key is king. And honey, you should see me in a crown." James smiled.

"You were advertising all the way through the trail, you were showing the world what you can do." Sherlock said.

"And you were helping. Big client list. Rouge government, intelligence communities, terror cells. They all want me, suddenly I'm Mr. Sex." James said, and I saw the disappointed look on Sherlock's face. He was played by Moriarty, he was inadvertently helping him.

"You could break any bank. What do you care about the highest bidder?" I asked, and he turned to me and smirked before answering.

"I don't. I just like to watch them all competing. 'Daddy loves me the best!' Aren't ordinary people adorable?" James said before turning back to Sherlock. "Well, you know. You've got John, and Addie you're moderately ordinary. You have feelings, weaknesses, your mind may be a match for Sherlock's but you let emotions get in the way. Love. How cute, I should get myself a live-in one. It would be so funny." Jim said, fearful tears were filling up my eyes but not daring to spill.

"Why are you doing this? You don't want money or power, not really. What is it all for?" Sherlock asked, I could tell he was angry from the way Jim spoke to me.

"I want to solve the problem. Our problem. The final problem. It's going to start very soon Sherlock. The fall. But don't be scared. Falling's just like flying except there's a more permanent destination." Jim said, and it gave me chills. Sherlock stood, keeping his composure but I could tell something was off. He was afraid that Moriarty was threatening his one weakness- me.