Phil's POV

"Hey I got your message. What's it got to do with Moriarty?" I ask.

"The computer code is key to this. If we find it, we can use it – beat Moriarty at his own game."

"Umm What d'you mean, "use it"?

"He used it to create a false identity, so we can use it to break into the records and destroy Richard Brook."

"And bring back Jim Moriarty again."

Dan's POV

"Okay Somewhere in 221B, somewhere – on the day of the verdict – he left it hidden."

I take out my phone and discreetly text Moriarty

Come and play.

Bart's Hospital rooftop.

DH

I send it and put my phone away. I take my phone out and send another message.

PS. Got something

of yours you might

want back.

Me and Phil stay in Bart's until the next morning..

Phil's POV

I wake up to hear my phone ring.

"Hello?" I answer

"Hi is this Phil?"

"Yes I'm Phil."

"I'm sorry to say that there's been a shooting at your flat and a woman named Mrs. Hudson has been shot."

"What happened? Is she okay? Oh my God. Right, I'm coming."

"What is it?" Dan asks.

"That was the Paramedics. Mrs Hudson – she's been shot."

"What? How?"

"Well, probably one of the killers you managed to attract ... Jesus. Jesus. She's dying, Dan. Let's go."

I turn and run towards the door.

"You go. I'm busy." Dan blurted.

"Busy?"

"Thinking. I need to think."

"You need to ...? Doesn't she mean anything to you? You once half killed a man because he laid a finger on her."

"She's my landlady." He spats.

"She's dying Dan…"

I wait for a response, but he says nothing.

"Well then Fuck you and Moriarty. You stay here if you want, on your own." I cursed.

"Alone is what I have. Alone protects me." He murmured.

"No You're wrong. Friends protect people." I say just before I slam the door.

Dan's POV

I actually feel guilty lying to Phil but I need him to leave.

I get a text alert. I reads

I'm waiting...

JM

I get up and head to the roof. I open the door and see Moriarty in a suit playing Staying Alive by The Bee Gees

"Ah. Here we are at last – you and me, Dan, and our problem – the final problem."

"Stayin' alive! It's so boring, isn't it?"

"All my life I've been searching for distractions. You were the best distraction and now I don't even have you. Because I've beaten you."

"And you know what? In the end it was easy."

"I knew you'd fall for it. All of my tricks. That's your weakness – you always want everything to be clever. Now, shall we finish the game? One final act. Glad you chose a tall building – nice way to do it."

"Do it? Do – do what?"

"Ahh Yes, of course. My suicide."

Phil's POV

I tell the taxi driver to rush to the flat. I pay him and get out and run towards the door.

"Oh, God, Phil! You made me jump!" She says.

"But …" I mumbled. I thought she'd been shot.

"Is everything okay now with the police? Has, um, Dan sorted it all out?"

Oh my God. It makes sense now. Dan sent me here to distract me.

"Sorry Mrs. Hudson, Got to go." I say frantically.

"Taxi!"

Moriarty's POV

"You're insane." Dan barked."

"You're just getting that now?" I say sarcastically.

"Okay, let me give you a little extra incentive. Your friends will die if you don't."

"John."

"Not just John. Everyone." I whisper.

"Mrs Hudson."

"Everyone." I say smiling.

"Lestrade."

"Three bullets; three gunmen; three victims. There's no stopping them now." I say laughing.

"Unless my people see you jump."

"You can have me arrested; you can torture me; you can do anything you like with me; but nothing's gonna prevent them from pulling the trigger. Your only three friends in the world will die ... unless ...

" ... unless I kill myself – complete your story." He finishes.

I nod and smile.

"Your death is the only thing that's gonna call off the killers. I'm certainly not gonna do it."

Dan's POV

I start laughing.

"What?" Moriarty spats out.

"What did I miss?"

"The killers can be called off, – there's a recall code or a word or a number."

I don't have to die ... if I've got you.

"Oh! You think you can make me stop the order? You think you can make me do that?" He laughs..

"Dan, your brother and all the King's horses couldn't make me do a thing I didn't want to."

"Yes, but I'm not my brother, remember? I am you – prepared to do anything; prepared to burn; prepared to do what ordinary people won't do. You want me to shake hands with you in hell? I shall not disappoint you."

"Naah. You talk big. You're ordinary. You're ordinary – you're on the side of the angels."

"Oh, I may be on the side of the angels, but don't think for one second that I am one of them." I exclaimed.

"Haha as long as I'm alive, you can save your friends; you've got a way out." He beamed.

"Well, good luck with that."

Moriarty takes out a gun and and points it towards his mouth and pulls the trigger. Killing himself.

Phil POV

I get to Bart's and run out of the taxi. My phone rings and I answer.

"Hello?"

"Phil."

"Hey, Dan, you okay?"

"Turn around and walk back the way you came now." He says sternly.

"No, I'm coming in." I argued."

"Just do as I ask. Please." He cried.

"Where?" I say walking back from where I came from.

"Stop there." He says.

"Okay, look up. I'm on the rooftop."

I look up and see him on the roof's ledge.

"Oh God."

"I ... I ... I can't come down, so we'll ... we'll just have to do it like this."

"What's going on?" I ask.

"It's an apology. It's all true."

"Wh-what?"

"Everything they said about me. I'm a fake."

"Dan …" I say sadly.

"The first time we met ... the first time we met, you knew all about my sister, right?"

"Heh. Nobody could be that clever." He stated.

"You could."

I hear Dan laugh."

"I researched you. Before we met I discovered everything that I could to impress you. It's a trick. Just a magic trick."

"I love you Phil. I did everything for you. I convinced you that I was clever just to keep you.

I'll miss our memories together."

"Alright, stop it now." I said. I start walking towards the building.

"No, stay exactly where you are. Don't move." He snapped.

"Keep your eyes fixed on me. Please, will you do this for me?" Dan says, his voice becoming frantic.

"Do what?"

"This phone call – it's, er ... it's my note. It's what people do, don't they – leave a note?"

"Leave a note when?" I as

"Goodbye, Phil." He says before hanging up.

"No. Don't.

"No Dan!"

I see Dan spread his arms to either side and falls forward, plummeting towards the ground.

"Dan…..I love you.."