Finally they wake up "Daddy" I run over to Daddy. "Was this Sherlock's doing?" He asks me I nod "he took your laptop". "I know where he's going" Daddy calls a helicopter and I look at him in confusion "Magnussen" he says.
By the time we arrive Sherlock is outside with John and Magnussen. "Sherlock Holmes and John Watson stand away from that man" Daddy speaks through the helicopter speakers. The three speak between themselves butt I can't really hear them. "Sherlock Holmes and John Watson step away" Daddy tells them "it's fine their harmless" Magnussen shouts. They once again talk between themselves though Uncle Sherlock and John do not move. "Stand away from that man do it now" Daddy demands. Sherlock says something then pulls out a gun "Daddy" I cry I hear the bullet fire. "It's ok darling it's ok" Daddy whispers but I know it's not. "Don't fire, do not fire on Sherlock Holmes, do not fire" Daddy shouts down the microphone "Daddy" I cry I am now scared what's going to happen to Uncle Sherlock and I've just seen a murder. I become rather light headed and short of breath tears start rolling down my eyes I am not usually emotional I don't know what has come over me. Daddy tells me everything will be fine but how can it be, I see the red lasers aiming at Sherlock. He kneels down Daddy takes off his head set "Oh Sherlock what have you done" he mutters to himself. Thankfully they do not kill Sherlock but the handcuff him.
>>>ONE WEEK LATER<<<
We get into a car outside "Is Sherlock really fine?" I ask. "I don't know he was locked up in prison for a week he's going on a mission with MI-6 we can say... Goodbye he will leave soon from the air strip" Daddy sighs "is he going to die?" I ask "you heard our conversation" Daddy asks I nod looking out the window for the rest of the journey.When we arrive Sherlock is already there John and Mary soon arrive. I look at Sherlock in disbelieve he's going to die. Sherlock turns to Mycroft "since this is likely to be the last conversation I'll have with John Watson, would you mind if we took a moment" Mycroft looks a little confused but nods I swear if John wasn't married they'd be a couple. We walk towards the plane with one thought going through my mind Sherlock is going to die, Uncle Sherlock is going to die. John and Sherlock finish their conversation and Sherlock starts walking over to us he gets in the plane and the plane takes off. We get into the car. Daddy gets a phone call "but that's not possible it's simply not possible" he says and gets out of the car, I follow "what's happened John asks "he's back" Daddy reply's and gets back into the car I again follow. He's back, does that mean Moriarty, I don't know but I hope not. He calls Sherlock. "Hello little brother, how's the exile going ... Well, I certainly hope you've learnt your lesson as it turns out you needed..." Daddy's says "did you miss me" starts playing repeatedly on the screen of the car with a picture of Moriarty I burry my head in my hands how can this be? "England" Daddy says still talking to Sherlock Daddy ends the call. "Come on lets go" We get out of the car AGAIN. And head onto the strip wheee I see Sherlock's plane coming back.
We get onto the plane "somewhat shorter exile that we'd imagined, brother mine" Daddy sighs. "Hardly adequate given your levels of OCD" he adds. "I have to go back" Sherlock says "what?" Daddy questions "I was ... I was nearly there" Sherlock seems high to me.
"Go back where you didn't get very far?" John asks. "Ricoletti and his abdominal wife, don't you understand?" Definitely high I think. "No, of course we don't your not making any sense, Sherlock" Mary also seems confused. "It was a case, a famous one from 100s of years ago lodged in my hard drive, she seemed to be dead then came back" Sherlock tries to explain. "What like Moriarty" John starts to understand the relevance of this. "Shot herself in the head exactly like Moriarty" Sherlock says.
"But you've only just been told, we've only just found out he's on every Tv screen in the country" Mary seems, still confused and sits opposed Sherlock. "Yes, so?" Sherlock asks. "It's been five minutes since Mycroft called. What progress have you made? What have you been doing?" Sherlock adds. "More to the point what have you been doing?" John chuckles. "Been in my mid Palace of course" Sheldon's quickly replies. "Of course" John says "running an experiment, how would I have solved the crime if I'd been there in 1815" Sherlock continues.
"Oh Sherlock" Daddy sighs and sits down I sit next to him. "I had all the details perfect I was there, all of it, everything, I was immersed" Sherlock said "Of course your were" Daddy sighed.
"You've been reading john's blog the story of how you met" Mary stated, definitely gay I thought, not that there was anything wrong with it. "Helps it if I see myself through his eyes sometimes, I'm so much cleverer" Sherlock explains. "You really think anyone's believing you?" Daddy sighs. "No he can do this I've seen it, the mind palace is like a world in his head" John stands up for his best friend though I still think Sherlock is high and I think Daddy agrees. "Yes and I need to get back there" Sherlock says rather frantically. "The mind palace is a memory technique. I know what it can do and I know what it most certainly cannot" Daddy sighs. "Maybe there are one or two things that I know that you don't" Sherlock seems to be starting a regular brotherly argument. "Oh, there are" Daddy replies "did you make a list" Daddy adds referring to the drugs Sherlock has taken. "You put on weight that waistcoat's clearly newer than the jacket" Sherlock tries to change the subject. "Stop this, just stop this did you make a list!" Daddy was now getting annoyed I looked at him with worry. "Of what?" Sherlock asks "everything Sherlock, everything you've taken" Daddy is now concerned and annoyed at his younger brother. "No it's not that he goes into a sort of trance, I've seen him do it" John is still defending his friend. Sherlock pulls a list out of his pocket and puts it on the table. They then argue about Sherlock's drug addiction. Then Sherlock starts to pass out.
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Mycrofts beloved
أدب الهواةAnnabelle Allegra Jean Holmes Mycroft's beloved daughter. Sentimental attachments can be a danger but Mycroft just had one Sherlock or as it turns out he has another, his daughter. A/N in this episodes may take place in a shorter amount of time DIS...