Long Time, No See

The Last of Irene Adler

Happy new years eve
-Wildflower

"It's so curious; one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer.... And everything collapses."
-Colette

My eyes widened as she said James had a twin. I instantly got up and left the room. "Sam, what's wrong?" Rossi asked me.

"I need to make a few calls." I said, going to my desk. I punched in the number of Lestrade, I need his help.

"Inspector Lestrade." Lestrade awnsered.

"Hey Greg, I need a favor." I told him.

"Hey Sam, what can I do for you?"

"Do you still have that friend in Ireland?" I asked

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I need them tondo a search of a Richard Brook."

"Oh no. Your saying he's real?"

"It's starting to look that way. Apparently I have another brother."

"Is he insane like James?"

"So far, it's looking that way." I sighed. "Do you know if there was an obtopsy was done was James's body?"

"What are you thinking?"

"What if James faked his death and took the identity of Richard Brook?" I questioned.

"Sam, everything will be fine there is a slim chance of it actually happening-." Then Lestrade was cut off by my line going dead. I looked at my phine and it was CSI agent Neilson.

"That was an important call you just made me hang up on." I told him.

"How important could it really be next to hidden bombs?" Neilson asked me.

"There are no bombs. She just has certain photos you don't want going out to the press." I told him. "It's the same thing that happened when Sherlock threw you out the window, mulitpul times. All she wants is protection becuase someone is trying to kill her."

"Who?" He demanded.

"Richard Brook." Rossi said as he came to my desk, "She said he was your other brother."

"Richard Brook is an aliis James used when he was trying to ruin Sherlock's reputation. That phone call, was me seeing if my psychopath brother, who strapped a bomb to a child and kidnapped and poisoned two children, is some how still alive. You must understand why I hope he is dead." I told him.

"Why did she lie about the bombs?" Neilson asked.

"She wanted your attention and now she has it. She wants protection and she won't stop untill you give her the protection she is asking for." I told him.

"So, that's it? We give up?" Rossi asked.

"No, I recall Inspector Greg Lestrade and then call Mycroft and I go and ask her the location of the pictures." I awnsered with a slight smug tone.

"Why would she tell you?" Neilsin asked.

"She won't. She's only human after all." I told him being really cryptic then punching in Lestrade's nimber once again.

"Lestrade." He awnsered.

"Hey Greg, sorry about that. The CIA agent  who fell out of the window of 221B hung this call up." I told him as I glared at Neilson.

"I was thrown." Neilson said, "Mulitpul times." I rolled my eyes and ignored him.

"Well, I can't get into your brother's file, it's confidential." Lestrade told me.