Sherlock's Human Error

Chapter 5

"So, just a guess but you've probably got some questions?", Sherlock asked, making sure not to make eye contact with me. "Yeah. One or two, pretty much", John replied. I was speechless. I couldn't believe it. "Naturally", Sherlock said. He watched Janine saunter into his bedroom, with a smirk on his face, as he sat down in his chair. "You have a girlfriend", I asked, possibly a little more angry than I would have liked. "Yes, I have", Sherlock replied, shifting awkwardly in his seat. I completely zoned out after that. He was talking to John about Magnussen, I think. 

I was snapped out of my trance as Janine returned into the living room. "Ok, you three trouble makers, behave yourselves. You Sherl, are going to tell me where you were last night", Janine said as she climbed onto Sherlock's lap, like a giddy child. "Working", Sherlock replied. "Working? Of course, I'm the only one who really knows what you're like. Remember?", Janine said. "Don't you go letting on", Sherlock said as he stroked her nose in a loving way. I think i'm going to be sick. "I might just actually. I haven't told Mary about this, I kind of wanted to surprie her", Janine said, talking to John. "Yeah, I think you probably will", John said. "But we should have you two over for dinner. You two Amy, I'm sure there's someone you'd like to bring with you. My place though, not the scuzz dump!", Janine suggested. Scuzz dump? What was it with people insulting our flat. I have no-one to bring to dinner. No-one. Shit. "Great, yeah. Dinner! Yeah", I stuttered. 

"Oh, I better dash. It was brilliant to see ya", Janine said, as she got up to leave. "Yeah, you too", I said, putting on my best fake smile. Sherlock got up and opened the door for her. "Have a lovely day. Call me later.", he said. "I might do. I might call you. Unless I meet someone prettier", she whispered, as she leant in for a kiss. I could feel John staring at me, as I fought back the tears. "Solve me a crime, Sherlock Holmes", Janine said as she left down the stairs. 

I hid my face from Sherlock, as I knew that as soon as he saw me, he'd know something was wrong. He shut the door and swiftly turned around. "You both know Magnussen as a newspaper owner but he is so much more than that. He uses his power and wealth to gain information. The more he acquires, the greater his wealth and power. And I'm not exaggerating when I say that he knows the critical pressure point on every person of note or influence in the whole of the Western world and probably beyond. He is the Napoleon of blackmail and he has created an unassailable architecture of forbidden knowledge. Its name is Appledore", Sherlock said, showing us a picture of Magnussen's house on his laptop. 

"Dinner", John said. I laughed, earning an amused look from the two boys in front of me. "Sorry, What, dinner?", Sherlock asked. "Me, Mary and Amy, coming for dinner, with wine and... sitting", John said. "Seriously, I've just told you that the Western World is run from this house and you want to talk about dinner?, Sherlock questioned, pointing at his laptop screen. "Fine, talk about the house", I said. As Sherlock was explaining to us, the interior of the Appledore vaults, we were interrupted by Mrs Hudson rushing into the room. "Oh, that was the doorbell, couldn't you hear it?", she asked. "It's in the fridge. It kept ringing", Sherlock replied. Mrs Hudson looked worried when I asked who it was. She went downstairs to go and fetch them. 

Three bodyguards walked into the room. One searched Sherlock, one searched John, and one searched me. On Sherlock, they found nothing, on me they found nothing but on John, however, they found a tire lever and a penknife. "I can vouch for this man. He's a Doctor. If you know who I am, then you know who they are too. Don't you Mr Magnussen?", Sherlock asked as the famous Charles Augustus Magnussen entered the room. "I understood we were meeting at your office?", Sherlock questioned. "This is my office. Well, it is now", Magnussen replies. 

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MAGNUSSEN'S P.O.V.