Beautiful Liar

Things Can Only Get Better

A/N: And the reunion you have all been waiting for... Be ready for some massive drama in later chapters... I'm starting this chapter in 3rd person. It only seemed right. ;] We also see bad-ass Juliet here too...

3RD PERSON: ROOFTOP:

Jim was mad. No, scratch that. He was furious. Whoever had broken into his house was going to die. He was definitely sure of it. Opening his eyes, he stared at his surroundings. It all seemed familiar, too familiar. Suddenly, he felt movement beside him. Turning to face the movement, a sly smile appeared on his face.

"Well, well, well. I never imagined that we'd meet like this, Sherlock. Bound together. Did you?" Jim said, motioning to the rope binding him and the detective together. Sherlock opened his eyes and gasped,

"Oh, I never imagined this. I bet you did." Sherlock whispered. Jim laughed and turned his head,

"Ok, yeah, I did. What did you think of Juliet's little announcement?"

"You're going to be a fantastic father." Sherlock said sarcastically. The Irish wonder sat beside him rolled his eyes and smiled,

"I hope you mean that. I'll kill you otherwise."

Before Sherlock could continue, the sound of footsteps startled both men. Stood before them, was Mycroft Holmes. In all of his glory. Sherlock looked up to his brother and sighed,

"What's going on Mycroft?" He asked sharply. Mycroft simply dropped his cigarette and smiled,

"I'm meeting a dear friend here. She's got a horrible choice to make." At the same time, Jim and Sherlock shared a glance. They knew what was coming. They just didn't know Juliet knew too.

JULIET'S P.O.V: TAXI:

Reading the message over and over again, I couldn't stop thinking of the worst. Why was Mycroft testing me like this? Hadn't he done enough damage? St. Bart's was only five minutes away and time was ticking slowly. I suddenly started to feel sick. My world was crashing down around me and there was nothing I could do. However, little did Mycroft know what was coming... The taxi stopped outside the infamous hospital and quickly, I clambered out. Running up the over-powering stairs, I eventually reached the rooftop door. Taking a long breath, I opened it. The cool air hit my face within seconds. Sending a chill down my spine. Stepping forward into the light, I laid my eyes on the sight before me. Mycroft was stood, leaning against an air vent. Where as two of his guards, were stood with guns to the consulters. Neither looked impressed.

"So glad you could join us, Juliet." Mycroft said slyly. I gave him a gracious smile and moved forward a little more,

"I do for family, Mycroft. Unlike some people." A serious stare grew larger on Mycroft's face and he pointed towards the two men,

"You ready to play my game?"

"What game is that? Oh, I see. You want me to choose between Jim and Sherlock. That's a little, elementary, Mycroft. I mean, you could've thought of something a little more elaborate?" I said condescendingly. Mycroft moved himself off of the air vent and stood straighter,

"I can destroy you Juliet. I can destroy everything you have. You, Sherlock, John, Jim and even your baby. I can destroy everything." The mentioning of my baby brought me up to speed. I looked over to Jim and gazed at him for a second. He gave me the all clear.

"Now, that's where you're wrong, Mr Holmes. The thing is, you underestimate me and what I can do. You see, I'm a Moriarty and the other crazy thing is, we're unstoppable. So thank you for the offer, but I'm not up for games today." Quickly, I pulled my hand-gun from my blazer once more and pointed it towards Mycroft's two guards. "You see, Mr Holmes. I'm extremely unpredictable." Pulling the trigger, both men fell to the floor and the life left them quickly. Mycroft looked on in horror as I went to untie Jim and Sherlock. Both were also too shocked for words,