Excuses, excuses

Chapter 6

Mycroft and I walked in first, a couple of police where hiding out in various places and another couple where with us, we scouted around the building, suddenly i heard a noise, it was a muffles shout or moan of pain. I was so flustered about what i was going to discover that i couldn't concentrate on the noise very well, oh how I needed sherlock and his 6th sense powers of deduction. The sky was dark and the air was cold, all I could see was old industrial buildings. All empty, with broken windows and plants growing thought the cracks in the all. I could see bits of wall that had been pulled down, it was eerie to think that once there was life here, now only damp, cold, abandoned buildings, left to rot put here in the middle of know here whilst other countries cant even afford a small house.

On the inside there where broken bits of machinery, old pictures smashed, chairs and tables rotting away into the flood and back into the earth. I looked down and saw a small doll, it was only about 10cm long, like a small voodoo doll, or a lucky doll or some sorts, it wasn't actually a voodoo doll, only a small child's doll, maybe a father who brought it to work so he didn't miss his daughter so much. So many sad thoughts filled the room. My mind wondered to the ones I've loved, the ones I've lost, my family, my friends and him, always him. I loved too much and it made me weak.

I was so focused on finding them I didn't notice the broken glass on the floor and stood right on it, it made a shattering crunch and I turned to look at Mycroft, who was looking back with, worry for someone hearing us and anger because I wasn't paying attention. I carried on walking, but then, I heard noises, speaking, I rushed round the corner only to see a big, old and very sealed door. I peeked through the small slit window and I could see my sister and Mrs Hudson witting back to back on two chairs, all gangster kidnapping style, the window was fuzzy, but I could make out a person standing with them, a tall slender man, with a gun! As soon as I saw the gun I bashed at the door in rage, the door creaked and eventually swung open, I wasn't running but my pace was faster than normal and shouted at the man to get away, he turned with a small swivel.

All i could do was stare at the man in front of me, my heart raced and I felt faint and dizzy, was I dreaming? What was going on? All he said was, "you lot need to pick up the pace". I wanted to punch him, I nearly did but Mycroft intervened, "hello brother" he replied with the same mellow toned voice. My brain felt like it was going to explode with confusion and angry and well...happiness as well, yes, he left me, yes he lied to me, but...he was home and alive.

He didn't talk to me only helped Mrs Hudson and my sister out of the building. All of a sudden a voice came from the darkness "leaving so soon" oh course, I recognised that nasty, manipulative, bone crushing voice, I turned to the direction of the voice "damn I thought you where dead, shame". He came into the little light that was shinning off the moon and through a crack in the window, his small thin body, his dark blue suit. All i wanted to do was get the girls to safety then smash his perfectly smug face in, but instead sherlock stepped forward, Moriarty looked a little shocked to see him back, but really, he knew all along.