Long Time, No See

Irene Adler

We went back to Baker street after that, and I forgot to mention the repairs to my flat finished about a week ago, so I am staying in my flat but I send most of my time at Sherlock amd John's flat. So I went into my flat and took a shower, puting my regular outfit type on and my hair in a pony tail and then went up to Sher and John's flat. John is reading in his chair and I heard a russle in Sherlock's room. "What is he doing?" I asked John.

"He is as he said, 'I am going into battle, John. I need the right armor.'" John told me, looking up from his book. Then Sherlock came out.

"Good your ready, let's go." Sher told us both. Then we all went downstairs and got a cab. I was in the middle between Sherlock and John, the cabbie stopped a two streets away from Irene's London home or as she says 'office'.

"Are we here?" John asked.

"Why are we two streets away from her house?" I asked.

"John, punch me." Sherlock told him.

"Sherlock, you don't need a story to get in becuase she probably already knows you are coming and plus you have me." I sighed then I began walking towards her house, "Come along boys." Sherlock reluctantly followed me and John was okay with it.

When we got to her house a rung the doorbell. "Hello?" Kate awnsered through the intercom.

"Hey Kate. We need to talk to Irene." I told her. Showing Sherlock and John.

"Why?" She sighed.

"She is in the middle of our investigation and we just need to ask her a few questions." I explained. Then the door opened.

"Good to see you again, Queenie." Kate told me.

"You too, Kate." I slightly smiled at her. "This is Sherlock Holmes, and that is John Watson."

"I'll show you to the sitting room." She told us. She guided us to the sitting and Sherlock and John took a seat as a remained standing, looking the window. "I will let Miss. Adler know you are here."

"Thanks, Kate." I nodded towards her as she left.

"When was the last time you saw her?" Sher asked.

"Three years ago when I helped her make her website." I admitted. "But, I dated her five years ago."

"Do you usually make website for criminals?" John asked.

"Nope but she offered me a sum of money that I couldn't refuse." I sighed.

"Samara Finley, you are the last person I expected to see here." Irene said comimg into the room, naked.

"Reney, good to see you again but I have to admit this is a strictly professional vist." I told her.

"My profession or yours?" She asked me.

"Actually, his." I pointed at Sherlock.

"Miss. Alder." Sherlock acknowledged.

"Mr. Holmes." Reney acknowledged hus as well. "If you'd like tea I can call the maid."

"Thanks but we had some at the Palace, Reney, then again you probably already know that." I sighed.

"Right, as always, Faith or should I call you Ames or Jennifer or Athens or Athena or Samantha or my favorite, Cherry, whichever you prefer." She smirked thinking she revealed my dirty little secrets.

"It's called making sure I don't die and Cherry was for an undercover operation I did to get into the middle if a drug cartel and shut them down." I explained. "It's a long story for another time."