Baby Holmes

Guns and Spit

Charlie laid on the roof ledge, playing candy crush on her phone. Chloe was already sleeping, so she decided to walk around the city before her dinner with Mycroft. Somehow, she ended up here.

Looking at the time, Charlie sighed, and rolled over however, it was too far, and she fell on the fire escape.

She groaned. "Bloody roof"
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Jim Moraiarty was walking around Londen, when he heard a loud thud. He normally liked to walk around, to clear his thoughts.

Looking up, Jim saw a woman, mumbling under her breath about... roofs? Curious, Jim decided to watch. He was bored anyways. She had brown, wavy hair, a defined figer, and was wearing black jeans, with a white blouse, rolled up at her elbows.

In other words, she was very attractive.
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Charlie then jumped off the fire escape, doing some sort of flip, landing on her feet. She took out her phone, and started to play 'Highway to Hell' by AC/DC.

While walking in the direction of the restaurant her and Myc chose, she started to hum along, occasionally playing the air guitar.

Suddenly, someone bumped into her and pushed her up against the wall, gun drawn and all. She just simply rolled her eyes, when he took out an ear phone bud.

"Hey! I was listening to that you know" she said.

"Listen sweet heart, I'm gonna tell you what's going to happen. First, you're going to give my all ya got. Next, we can get out of here, and have some fun. I might even let you live if your good. Got it" he said.

Charlie just had a disgusted face on. The guy smelled like alcohol, and was spitting! "You know, you spit when you talk," she said.

"Why you..."he growled, but before he could say anything, Charlie snatched the gun out of his hand, turning it, and shooting his shoulder, with a loud bang.

The man fell to the floor, crying out in pain. Charlie simply ignored him.

"Really?" she asked in a disbelief face "not even a silencer? I mean like really, you come up, acting all big tough guy, and may I add rude, and can't even put a silencer on? Plus, you could at least be nice about it! I get you're a big bad criminal, but yanking someone's ear bud from them is just not civil!"

"I'm going to kill you you bitch!" he screamed, spitting on her shoe.

Charlie shot him again in the stomach. "What is up with you in spitting! We don't live in the 19 hundreds!" she cried, trying to get the blood/saliva off her new shoes.

Once she was satisfied with the state of her shoe, she knocked the guy out with the butt of the gun, and took it apart with one hand, letting it fall on the man's face.

She looked around, and spotted a man in a suit watching her. She smiled and asked "could I borrow your phone?"

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Jim was watching the scene with some curiosity. He had never seen someone act like that in that kind of situation.

Deciding to see where this would lead, took his phone, and walked up to her. He didn't, however, hand it to her. "Why can't you use your phone?" he asked, eyebrows raised.

She huffed. "Because the good part of my song just came on" she said pointing to the remaining ear buf in her ear. Jim then gave her the phone, and with a thanks, she started to dial a number.

"Hello George." she said. George worked for Mycroft, and normally helped her out, when she did something like this. "Listen, I got a clean up on aisle 10" she continued with a playful voice. The next thing she knew, George was shouting at her about being more careful, yeada yeada yeada.

She sighed. "Are you done?" When she got a yes, she told him the street "Oh and don't tell my brother. He's already pissed about the last time" she added.

Jim was getting more intrigued by the second. She's done this before? Interesting.

"Thanks," she said, bringing Jim out of his thoughts. Before she turned to walk away, Jim asked "are you not scared I'll call the police?"

She let out an amused laugh "Sure you will buddy"

"Oh?"

"Well, if you were a normal boring person, then you would either be running for the hills, or shitting your pants, already trying to call the cops. You're also not a cop because if you were, you would have already called them, and pulled that gun in your pocket on me. No... you're a criminal. Your calm, so not a common thug like spit face over here. No, you're smart. You stayed back and watched. And obviously your clothes are too expensive to be some low line criminal. So no you're not going to call the cops, because criminals just don't do that." she finished with a smile.

Jim stood there for a second, then flashed an amused smile "James" he held out his hand.

"Charlie," she said, shaking it.

"Well best be off. My brother will have a fit if I'm late" she said, then turned and put her ear bud back into her ear.

Curiously, Jim followed, but from the shadows. Who is this woman? He thought.
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As Charlie walked on the road, leading to the restaurant, now humming 'American Idiot', she spotted her brother.

"Hello dear chap. How are you this fine evening" she said with a mocking posh voice.

Mycroft turned around, glowering at her. "You're late, and you're listening to that infernal music again" he said.

"Yes. And I like Green Day. I had a little set back, but I'm here now, so we can go inside." she replied, but was stopped by Mycroft grabbing her arm.

"Charlie" he said warningly, putting his hand out. "Gun"

"George told you!" she gasped dramatically. "He said he wouldn't"

"Yes, well George works for me, not you. Now gun"

"But Myc" she whined "He was literally about to mugge AND rape me, plus he spit on me! Who spits on people! Besides, it's not like I used my gun to shoot him"

"Doesn't matter. Gun" Mycroft said, still holding out his hand.

"You don't take Sherlocks guns," she said as a last attempt.

"Yes, but Sherlock shoots walls, not people." he replied.

"Fine" she huffed, handing him her gun.

"Let's go" Mycroft said, hooking his arm around hers.

Charlie's demiener changed back to a mocking posh tone "Yes good sir, I believe we should head on out"

Mycroft just rolled his eyes, familiar with his sister's shenanigans.
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Jim decided that he wasn't going to hear anymore of the conversation, because they were walking into the restaurant.

Jim was very intrigued by Charlie Holmes. He was about to start a game with Sherlock, so he could imagine how fun it would be if he added his sister to it.

"We're going to have some fun, Charlie Holmes" he laughed.