Book 2 of Photograph series
Jim Moriarty is the most dangerous man in England and has been spotted entering London. Sherlock never forgot his old friend and now 10 years later, he needs to see him.
Obsession? Maybe. Love? Well, we'll get into that.
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Everyone's lives seemed to change again. They made new friends, and remade old ones. They fell in love, and fell out of love. Some people were lost, and someone was born.
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John and Mary had their daughter Rosamund, and they are living the happiest life that they both deserve. Mary used her money from the crown jewels to provide for her family, although John wonders where the money came from. Mary has left her old life behind, and has now settled down with her family, ready to rebuild her life.
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Mycroft and Greg grow closer everyday. After Greg's incident at the funeral, they never again take their days together for granted. They're finally happy together again, and this time no-one is leaving! They won't mess it up this time!
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Sherlock and Jim have disappeared into the wind, leaving no trace of their lives behind. They jump into the helicopter, ready to live their new lives together.
Forever.
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*Sebastian's POV*
"Ready Charles?" I question with a smile gracing my lips, and Charles nods his head in response. We lean against the walls either side of the closed door, preparing ourselves to take down the target.
We received an anonymous call offering us £10,000 to take down a target a this location. Now who would turn down an offer like that? I smile at Charles as his eyes sparkle with anticipation. He's always beautiful when on the job - the way he's focused and all angsty. It's incredibly sexy.
"Stop thinking about how sexy I am and let's do this!" Charles whispers playfully, holding his gun tightly in his hands, and I roll my eyes in reply. Charles counts down from 3...
We storm into the room.
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We stare at each other in confusion when we see the familiar lean figure sitting on a chair in the middle of the nicely decorated room, and swinging that God damn umbrella.
"I was wondering when you two were going to arrive." Mycroft mutters, smiling at our surprised faces.
"What's going on?" Charles asks skeptically, watching as Mycroft stands up from his chair and stops mere inches away from us.
"I have a job for you."
"What is it?" I ask curiously.
"I need you to find my brother and bring him back to me. You can kill James Moriarty if that is your wish, I don't care. I just need my brother."
I stare at Charles. Charles stares at me.
We'd never turn down the opportunity to kill James Moriarty.
"We have a deal."
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Well this is the end! Thank you so much for reading and make sure to stick around for book three! I hope you enjoyed this fanfiction! Please vote, comment and share! -darcie
