Touch Him = Death

Ch.12

It had been a week since the little threat note had been delivered and I was on edge more than I have ever been, but that was soon going to change. 

I had been making plans with Mycroft and we had found a reclusive safe house that would be ready for us to move to in about two days.I had to give it to Mycroft he certainly was fast. I was some sort of country home except I had made a few extra requests to be added to the house to keep us all occupied. I had told John and Sherlock to only pack serious mementos. There would be clothes and food and anything else a human "essentially" needs. We had to make it seem like we weren't going anywhere special so if anyone was watching they wouldn't think much of john's briefcase and my purse, because that is the amount of carrying baggage that I would allow. 

Finally Monday came. I checked my phone and saw the text msg from Mycroft . It read: I came in like a wrecking ball.

It was our code ( I came up with) that meant it was time to go. I had taken a shower the night before because I knew it would be a early morning, so I just threw my crazy curls into a messy bun, I then put on a plain pair of skinny jeans that made my ass look fine, and lastly I put on my Pink Floyd T-shirt. I grabbed my purse and put on my shoes and went across the hall to John and Sherlock's flat. I had developed this habit ( from Sherlock)  to just walk into places without knocking, I guess I should have known that it was a bad habit. 

I  was first drawn to his strong muscular back mainly his shoulders that where still wet with water droplets from his shower. Then my eyes were glued to his butt which was only covered by a thin towel that was lowly tied around his waist. Sherlock turned around and I thought I was going to pass out. Wow! It looked like his body was chiseled to perfection by the god of sexiness. No, scratch that,  he was the god of sexiness. he made a weird coughing noise and I looked up into his pools of grin and found an amused look on his face. 

"If you are done with staring me down like a lioness at her prey I believe i should go get dressed because it is time to leave correct?" I blushed furiously and he walked away already knowing his answer. 

"Don't flatter yourself!" I called after him as he walked to his room," I was obviously not looking at you!" 

His head popped out from around the corner "Dearest Adeline I am the worlds only consulting detective, I notice every detail of everyone, and baby you were checking me out." He said the last part with this weird Elvis-like accent and then winked at me before shutting his door. I wanted to say something else but then John walked out with a big smile on his face. 

"Good morning Addy! Isn't it a lovely morning?" He said in an overly excited manner. 

"Uh mornin' John... are uh you  okay there you're acting kinda weird and a little bit creepy." I said returning his smile and raising an eyebrow . 

"Oh um sorry," He said with a cute embarrassed expression and rubbing his left arm with his right hand. "It's just that I never go on vacation's ever, if I go somewhere its with Sherlock to look at dead bodies and solve crimes, which is fun I guess we get to go places, but it will be nice to sit back and relax on a nice quiet vacation." 

"I see, well i'm pretty excited too but remember we still have to be on guard. I'm not exactly sure what or who we are dealing with yet, and this can either be a long relaxing bonding time or well I don't want to think about the other turnout, but you know what I mean?" I said. 

He nodded his head but still kept his cheery smile. Then Sherlock walked out still pulling his coat on. "Are we ready then?" he asked. 

"One second" I said. I walked over to the window and looked outside, I inspected the street, the surrounding windows, and our cabbie which made me smile, Sherlock's going to be pissed. "Alright lets go." I said with a wave of my arm. 

On the way downstairs I made sure I was in the front with Sherlock and John right behind me. I pulled my gun out of my purse and took off the safety. 

Job Adeline was back.  I turned to John and Sherlock " Stay in here so I can do a security sweep when I give you the signal calmly walk to the cab like it was an average day . Okay?"  they simply nodded. 

I opened the door, gun in hand and looked up and down the street again then around the cab, winking at our driver. I tilted my head 9 which was out signal, and the boys walked out and got into the cab. I sat on the left and John on the right with Sherlock in the middle. He looked like a crushed spider because his long legs were mushed between me and john and up against the front seats, but he did not seem to mind.

What he did seem to mind though was our driver.

"Welcome aboard please fasten you seat belts." Mycroft said sounding very much like a flight attendant. Sherlock's eyes flicked to the rear view mirror and stared his brother in the eyes. 

"Mycroft why do always ruin everything that has a slight possibility of fun for me?" Sherlock said pulling out his phone, trying to act nonchalant about it even though I knew he was angry. 

"Come now boys lets act civil its just a car ride." John said trying to make piece.

"And if it could be just a car ride with no fighting then that would be fabulous." I added nudging Sherlock with my shoulder. 

He looked down at me and the hard, cold look on his face softened and he smiled sweetly. I smiled back and tried to keep my emotions under control.