Long Time, No See

The East Wind

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Wildflower

It has officially been a month since Sherlock proposed to me and I am just now telling Penelope Garcia about it. She is going to kill me for not telling her sooner. Right now I was on the phone with the team from the FBI. "Hey, guys." I smiled as I they answered my call.

"Hey Sam." Spencer said.

"So you had something to tell us?" Garcia asked.

"Yeah, I'm getting to it." I told her. "Sherlock and I are getting married."

"Oh my God." Garcia said.

"Congrats! Sam." Hotch said.

"We better be invited to the wedding." Rossi told me.

"You all are going to be invited to the wedding." I told them.

"It's about time." Morgan said, "but Congrats!"

"I sadly have more news." I admitted to them.

"What is it, Sam?" JJ asked.

"My brother, James Moriarty, is alive." I confessed.

"How is that possible? He shot himself in the head." Spencer asked.

"I don't know, yet but it's true. He reached out to me through Gracia's ex-boyfriend, Shane." I told them. "I actually talked to him. I just don't like not knowing what he is planning. Could you guys keep an eye out for him and let me know if you guys see him or if there is a witness who saw him commit a crime."

"Of course." Hotch told me.

"Thanks, guys. I owe you big time."  I told them.

"It's no problem, Sam. Just let us know when the wedding is." Garcia told me.

"Of course, I'll let you guys know when we set  a date." I began, "It probably won't be till end of the year and it won't be too big of a wedding. Originally, we were just going to get eloped but John Watson talked us into having at least a small wedding."

"Well, we are happy he talked you two into it." Rossi said to me. 

"Sherlock is obsessing over details now. When he's not on a case he's planning." I told them. "Well I need to go, we have a case."

"Okay, bye Sam." Hotch told me, hanging up. I put my phone away and looked to my Fiancee who was sitting next to me.

"What did they say?" Sher asked me.

"They are excited for the wedding." I told him. "So what did you find on the website?"

"Nothing." He sighed before Mrs. Hudson brought a client up.

"You have a client." Mrs. Hudson told us.

"Mr. Holmes, I believe my father is a murderer." The woman said. She looked familiar in a creepy way.  She was wearing one contact meaning her eyes are two different colors. We listened to her story and it was detailed, very detailed. Only lies are detailed. What is she lying about. In the end Sherlock and I ended up investigating it and it turned out to be a trap for Sherlock and he is now in a coma. I was by his side the whole time, John and Mary had convinced me to go home and get cleaned up and clothes for Sherlock. I slept in a plastic chair for about a week before Sher woke up; the same day Sherlock had a new nurse that seemed so familiar, yet I know I've never seen her before.

I started not wearing shoes in the hospital room and I had my feet propped up next to Sher's. My laptop was on my lap, I was doing a favor for Mycroft. I was doing a few repairs and updates on the firewall I made for the government. "Sam?" I heard a light voice say. My head shot up to look at Sher. I got up and put my laptop where I was sitting.