Long Time, No See

Morocco

Later that night...........
221B Baker Street.......

"So wait, an old hacker friend of yours, Shane, also  Penelope Garcia's ex-boyfriend called you and told you your brother really is alive and then you talked to your brother?" John questioned.

"Yes." I nodded.

"What did he want?" Sher asked.

"He just wanted me to know he was alive. No threats, no riddles, I don't what he is planning." I told them.

"What if he isn't planning anything?" Mary suggested.

"I know my brother, he is always planning something." I told her, "But why would he reach out to me through someone I trained to be a hacker."

"Who knows? Moriarty is a psychopath." John commented, "Anyway, Mary and I need to go home put Rosie to bed."

"Okay,  we will let you know if something happens." I told couple.

"Bye, Sam. Bye, Sherlock." Mary said as her, Rosie and John left.

"I should have stayed with you, Sammy." Sherlock told me.

"I am the one who told you to go and that it would be fine. We didn't know that my brother would be on the other end of that phone call." I told Sher as he sat in his chair and I sat in mine that was right next to his. "I don't know what my brother want and I don't know how he survived but I don't think he has to do with the busts. We all know that he is more explosive then that and if he wanted to get our attention he would blow something up or well threaten to blow something up."

"You're right, Sammy. It's not him, if he wanted our attention he would have it, this is a lower class criminal." Sher thought out loud to me.

"All we can do is wait now, wait for another bust to break." I told him, as I took his hand in mine.

"So the person who owns Toby is a big fan of you." Sher told me.

"You went to another hacker? Should I be jealous?" I joked.

"I only went for the dog, I will always go to you for all my hacking needs," He told me, with a smirk on his face, "and some other needs as well."

"Since when do you want to do anything but solve the case when you are on a case?" I asked him.

"I mean, you're right all we can do now is just wait. Why not fill the time?" He asked me, I chuckled and got up to straddle him.

Later.............

We were in bed when Sher's phone rang. My arm was around Sher's chest, my head was on his chest. His arm was around me as he reached for the ringing phone. "Lestrade, another one?" Sher instantly answered. "Harker or Sandeford?" I looked up at Sherlock and thought i saw him smile, "Hm, that perks things up a bit." He then hung up the phone and smiled at me. "This time it was a murder."

"Well, let's go." I said and we got up and got dressed, "Should we call John?"

"No, it'll be fine." Sher told me and I nodded agreeing. After we got dressed we walked downstairs and got a cab.

Harker's Back Garden................

Sherlock and I walked on the crime scene, Greg instantly came up to us and we walked towards the body. "Defensive wounds on her face and hands. Throat cut – sharp blade." Lestrade told us.

"The same thing inside the house? The bust?" Sher asked.

"Two of them this time." He confirmed.

"Interesting." Sher said.

"The batch was made in a limited edition of six." I told the detective.