Logan Holmes his missing wife.

part nineteen murderous smile

Sherlock looked in to her eyes and jumped forward incasing her in his arms.Logan yelped in pain and shock due to this which made him ease of but not let her go, he nuzzled his head in to her shoulder breathing in her scent she smiled though her pain was immense her husband sentiment made her smile with the feeling of love. She was able to push him of so she could prop the bed up to a seating position, once done so Sherlock still refused to let go of her again. She notice Mycroft unconscious beside her so she picked up his hand waking him slowly his eyes opened and he turned to see Logan awake in cased in his brothers arms. "L Low ." he stuttered still half asleep she nodded with eyes watering from tears she held back of joy and pain he jumped up Sherlock moving away from his wife as Mycroft in cased her in a bear hug this catching her of guard." I thought you would never wake up and its all my fault is it not?" Mycroft stepped back so the brothers were staring at her awaiting an answer, she sighed looking at the Holmes brothers who looked like two children who had asked a question and awaited the answer curiously. "My, Will. None of this happened because of either of you. This was caused by a." "Moriarty." The voice interrupted them was Irish they turned to the door in the darkened room to see the silhouette of a tall man who came in to the room and turned on the light to revel Alfred himself in his pressed Westwood and slicked back hair a evil grin skimming his lips as a terrifying energy flooded the room making Logan shiver and Sherlock hold her hand tight and Mycroft try to grab his umbrella (FYI his umbrella holds a gun and sword watch season four episode three to see it. its something I would totally own.)"I did tell you I would be back but I can see how you didn't except it sooo soon my brother always liked to play the waiting game I find it far to boring pre longing torture." Sherlock grasp was tight with good reason he stood still his face cold and stone like not wanting his walls to crumble for him to beg Mycroft spoke with more courage than the younger Holmes. "How did you know she was awake?" The mad man chuckled at the elder Holmes's question. "Why really is it not obvious? I have my men everywhere so she cant leave unless she's with me or with a undertaker." He came in closing the door but keeping his distance.

Alfred took a semi automatic pistol out of his pocket straightening his blazer before pointing it at the Holmes trio. "Look at it. My brother god rest his soul would of loved this. The three angels here together at my Mercy isn't it brilliant, I bet he would of loved to shot you right here." He said as he pointed the gun to his own forehead before back at the Holmes gang. Mycroft was about to pick up his umbrella when he felt a pain in his shoulder and hear gasps and smashing of glass, he looked down to each side before realizing he had been shot threw his left shoulder." I always have necessary back up of snipers with silencers. I like to get my hands dirty when there's something fun to do not stop you from getting your special sword handled umbrella." Mycroft's face was drained from all coulor almost as white as the snow that lay at Christmas. He clutched his shoulder about to fall when Sherlock jumped forward and caught him trying to pick him up as he fell to his knees gripping the frame at the end of the bed to hold back shouts of pain and gritting his teeth fighting back the moans and cries of pain that would be heard. Logan though tired and in pain from awaking jumped out of bed falling to her knees beside Mycroft trying to help as Sherlock tried to stay strong knowing his brother would understand him not rushing to his aid as he tried to think of the bigger picture protecting them from another mad man. "Now I don't want to prolong this anymore I am becoming extremely bored and irritated and we know what happens then don't we dear." He glanced at Logan who went pale still not as pale as dear Mycroft but pale, she gulped as him saying he was bored brought back painful memories the physical pain immense even the memory made her feel it all over her. "Now." He pointed the gun to Sherlock who in turn gulped not having his with him not that he could use it of course the place being watched by the mad mans snipers. "Agatha dear come with me unless you want me to re decorate the room with the extraordinary brains of the Holmes brothers." Sherlock stamped his feet in protest as his wife near tears tried to help his fallen brother though she was not in any better state than him. "Why should she go with you take me instead she has suffered enough." The psychotic man let an evil laugh fill the room. "Don't you get it. I get revenge and my favourite toy back at the same time its like killing two men with one bullet, sooo much easier." He was about to speak when Logan stopped him. " Husband dear this is obscured you cant live like this. I will go willingly." She stood up and somehow walked towards her doom Sherlock jumped in front of her pulling her close in a vice like grip she tried to pull him of but it didn't work." William Holmes look at me." He looked down at his wife she winked at him." In case I cant I love you. Trust me for once you wouldn't of become Sherlock Holmes with out me." He raised an eye brow." Why I'm afraid I didn't ask for your input wife mine." She sighed his face was stern but she could tell he was internally falling apart tearing at the seams." Trust me wont you. When have I ever been wrong?" He raised an eye brow the hurt in his eyes inevitably showing. "You were held captive and thought to be dead for over a decade." She pulled him close to her ,her arms round his neck she whispered in his ear." Apart from that you know I'm your Misses Always right, trust me darling kneel beside your brother and help him if my plan doesn't work I love the pair of you immensely." She kissed his check and stumbled over to the mad man, as his grip loosened in shock she escaped his vice like grip to walk towards what her husband thought was her doom. She was about to on purposely fall to the ground when Alfred had an arm round her neck." Nice try but we know it wont work." She smiled a murderous smile (not as terrifying as Johns mind you). " Oh Alfred this games been fun has it not but everything has an ending. Can I say one last thing to the Holmes brothers." He thought for a moment and hummed." Go on make them beg for mercy." Sherlock and Mycroft couldn't under stand what was going on until he heard her words. " Vatican Cameos." The brothers hit the floor Logan kicked Alfred's crotch ,then took the gun from his hand before kicking him to the floor a bullet from the sniper went threw her right shoulder hitting Alfred in the middle of his fore head she fell to the floor there were a couple more shots before the snipers ceased their fire.

The room was silent apart from the sound of panting until Lestrade burst threw the door Logan turned to Sherlock before passing out. "You didn't forget." His response."How could I." Then her world fell to a peaceful sleep knowing it was finally safe.