COME.AND.PLAY ~Chapter Two~ (James Moriarty FanFiction)*Completed*

Chapter Six - Dinner Invitations

~Charlotte~

I hadn't gotten a chance to call Sherlock. He wasn't picking up. On the way home, I had an idea. I would invite everybody to dinner tonight and we would ask be together. Then I'll know of they are all in on this but secret or not.

So I called Mycroft and John. They agreed to come. Once Sherlock finally picked up he also agreed to come too. I asked Holly to prepare the food. Sebastian and James sat in the living room with me and everything was silent.

"Oh come on. This is pathetic." James said suddenly. "You can't ignore me forever."

"He's right Charlotte, you need to-" He stopped as the doorbell rung. I immediately got up and opened the for to see the three men I'd invited standing there. I shouted them into the living room and went to check in dinner.

"How long will it be Holly?" I asked.

She turned around and smiled. "About ten minutes miss."

"Okay, good job" I left and slowly walked towards the living room. It was silent.

"Right!" I exclaimed making James and John jump. "Dinner will be served in a minute if you'd like to be seated."

I realized I sounded very blunt. I needed to forget about this and try and have a good time.

One the food was on the table everybody dug in. Except for James. I was sitting next to him and I whispered, "Why aren't you eating anything?!"

He chucked and said, "I can now." What an idiot. He was really going to wait all evening until I spoke to him just so he could eat.

"So, John? What happened when Sherlock visited you?" I asked.

"He was completely pissed of with me. I've never seen him so confused and annoyed." Sherlock laughed.

John sat there and half smiled. "Thanks for that Sherlock."

I excused myself from the table and walked into the kitchen.

"Did I forget something miss?" Holly asked.

"No, Shh, I'm spying on them." Holly giggled at my remark and left the room.

I heard a clutter of cutlery and they had obviously put their things down.

I heard whispering but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I entered the room abruptly and said, "Okay you need to tell me whats going on."

They all looked at me and I folded my arms. "Well come on then, you all have your secrets. I want to know."

"Charlotte, there are no secrets." Sherlock said sounding rather annoyed.

"Oh for goodness sake, Sherlock. Tell the poor girl would you?" James exclaimed looking agitated.

"Oh shut up Moriarty." Sherlock said.

"No Sherlock. She deserves to know." He argued back.

Sherlock glared at him. "What? What? Just tell me?!" I said frustrated at all of them.

"Everything has been a set up." James told me.

Mycroft slammed his fork on the table and said,"Why did you say that?!"