Chapter one

A girl sits alone at a library she is very beautiful, with her long brown hair her bright blue eyes and a blue dress. She looks to be reading Shakespeare. A man some might consider handsome walks up to her all proud like he owns the place.

"You can't be by yourself no one so beautiful should be by herself." The man says sitting down in the chair in front of her.

"What was that?" the girl asks setting the book down grabbing her phone and sending a message.

"I was saying your far to pretty to be alone would you like some company?" the man asks flashing her a grin. Then her phone rings.

"Hello?" she says.

"Is he still there?" a deep voiced male on the other line asks

"Yes he's still here" she smiles.

"Is he leaving? Lestrade give me a moment" the male says

"No Charming, I don't think he is leaving any time soon"

"Hand me over" Sherlock growls

"Right." She takes the phone from her ear and hands it to the man. "He wants to talk to you" she smiles.

"Hello?" The guys asks

"Hello what's your name" Sherlock asks, acting like he was nice.

"Tony" the man responds

"Well tony you're on the phone with a man who's not afraid to kill someone." Sherlock says

"Yeah right, why would you let her out of your sight if you so protective of her to threaten over the phone."

"don't underestimate a high functioning sociopath I always win, sorry your mother left you when you were 5 and your father beat you now walk out of that library and leave Bell alone from now on" Sherlock says you can hear his grin.

"Here" the man says handing the phone back to her and runs out of the library.

"Thanks charming you really helped me out this time" Bell smiles.

"Of course I better go before Lestrade kicks me off the crime scene" Sherlock says.

"Tell Greg I say hi"

"Who's Greg?"

"Lestrade tell Lestrade I say hi" Bell sighs rubbing her forehead. "Bye Charming and don't forget to text me you know that I worry about you when you on a case and eat." Bell says running out of breath.

"Anything else?" Sherlock asks becoming impatient

"Nope bye" Bell smiles and hangs up the phone. She walks up to the checkout stand.

"This one again?" the librarian asks

"Yes it's my favorite" Bell smiles.

"You know what keep it, you're going back to London soon anyways, it won't be missed" the old lady smiles.

"Oh thank you this means so much." Bell smiles.

"Of course dear and tell the mysterious Charming that the librarian in New York says hello" the old lady says smiling and waving at Bell as she left the library.

Bell got home at about six o-clocks at night so she sat down and started reading when her phone buzzed with a text.

Potential flat mate SH

Oh really who's the lucky person IH

Former Army doctor named John Watson; we are actually in a cab going to crime scene SH

He sounds nice what does he thinks about your deducting? IH

He said it was brilliant SH

Oh he is defiantly a keeper Charming IH

Do you know where there has been heavy rain and harsh winds? SH

Of course I wouldn't know that Cardiff has that exact forecast, Damn you know there is something called internet. IH

You're faster SH

How's the case IH

PINK! SH

Yes pink is a pretty color although I prefer yellow or blue. IH

No the women, dead one everything she is warring is pink but no suitcase even though there is clear evidence that she had one in the first place. SH

So the suitcase is pink that means the killer still has the case or got rid of it maybe look in some dumpsters maybe he disposed of the evidence IH

Already one step ahead of you SH

Show off IH

Found it SH

Good now what? IH

There is no phone so that means the killer still has it the case also has a tag with her number SH

Do you want me to text it? IH

No johns here it's fine we are going to Anglos. SH

Say hi for me! IH

Of course that's all I seem to do SH

Stop being sassy Charming IH

Anglo thinks john and I are on a date SH

You aren't are you IH

Your joking right, I'm married to my work you know this. SH

Of course IH

Great now john questioning my sexuality SH

Tell him you're taken IH

By who? SH

Me, I guess I mean we both know you not gay. Saying you're married to your work will scare him away IH

Too late I already told him I'm married to my work SH

I hate you IH

No you don't I'll text soon got to chase a cab SH

Drugs bust! SH

You didn't tell Lestrade that you had the case did you SH

No SH

Of course you didn't Sherlock if they find your secret stash you'll go to jail IH

Of course you know about my secret stash SH

I know a lot about you even the fact that you haven't used since the time I found out ignored you for a week. IH

Sherlock are you ok? You haven't answered please promise me you will be safe. IH

Sherlock please, I'm scared are you ok? IH

If this is your idea of a joke then know that I am not amused IH

Sherlock I can't stand another death please tell me you're ok. IH

Bell calm down I'm fine, since when have you actually called me Sherlock? SH

Just know that if I was there with you right now that I would have hugged you then smacked you scared the shit out of me I was crying. IH

The beautiful Bell actually cried for the freak a plot twist don't you think? SH

You know I hate that word your Charming not a freak. IH

A lot of people would disagree. SH

I am not most people; promise me you won't scare me like that again. IH

I promise, I might have been killed if it wasn't for john Watson. SH

Good keep him then I need someone to protect you when I can't. IH

I don't need to be protected. SH

Yes you do good night Charming. IH

Night Bell. SH

Bell sets her phone down and smiles wipe her face from the tears that were streaming down her face. She got up and started heading to her room when there was a knock on the door. Hesitantly Bell approached the door and opened it pulling out her pocket knife that was of course in her pocket.

"Hello" a man says on the other side of the door

"Who are you?" I ask opening the door just a little more.

"Oh right my name is Jim Moriarty." He says with a grin.

"Am I supposed to be impressed" I ask.

"No but afraid, yes, I am here to make a deal with you." Jim says with an evil smile

"Oh and what would that be?" I ask sarcastically.

"I know that you are in love with Sherlock Holmes." Jim says

"Oh right and how did you get this information."

"that doesn't matter what matters is my deal now I have a sniper in the building across from 221 B Baker street ready to fire at your beloved Sherlock as he plays his violin" Jim says pulling up his phone to show me the cameras that was in both the flat and the building across the street "text him prove that I am right for my deal is that you come with me willingly so that I can use you against Sherlock"

Go to the mantel piece and in the skull there is a note read it and know that I will always care for and don't do what anyone tell you if they use me as a way to break you then let them kill me I love you my charming –Bell

"Alright I'll go" Bell says when she sees Sherlock get up and walk to the skull.

"Great grab your coat Isabel we are going to London." Jim says. Bell nods and heads for her jacket. "Just know that I just disabled your phone so texts can come in but none can be sent back" Bell nods again a tear rolls down her cheek for the second time that night.

For days it had been torcher for Bell only seeing Sherlock's texts Jim had told her that tonight was the big night. Bell just nods and scrolls through the texts the Sherlock had sent her.

Bell what did you mean this note it looks to be like a suicide note? SH

Bell if this is some way to get back at me from the other day that's cruel I didn't actually mean to scare you. SH

Bell, answer please I need to know what you mean, I found out your father passed away a couple of weeks ago. I found out from your mom she said that you weren't at the funeral she called because she thought you ran back to me from grief. SH

I hate that I have this feeling Bell I am actually scared why aren't you

I asked Mycroft to track your phone for some reason he can't seem to find it all he know is that you are getting my messages. SH

Damn it Bell answer. SH

Isabel I am going to fly to New York if I don't get an answer. SH

Isabel I will start doing drugs again if you don't answer me. SH

Please. SH

Jim walks in to the room or as bell likes to call it cell.

"it's time I want you to do whatever you can do to make him believe that you don't want to see him anymore or Ill have one of the snipers blow his brains out right in front of you" Jim says and laughs a bit at the end "come along" Bell fallows him into the car and they stop at a pool Jim has a man on the floor he throws Bell down next to the man "wake him up I'll be back in about five minutes" Jim mutters. Bell nudges the man awake and he shoots up.

"Who are you?" the man asks. "Why am I here?"

"I don't know why you're here, my name is Isabel" Bell says helping him up.

"John Watson and it looks like you have a pretty bad cut on your arm." He reaches out to see how bad it is but Bell flinches.

"Your Sherlock's friend right?" Bell asks

"Yeah, wait how did you know that?" John asks

"It doesn't matter, just once this is all over give this to him please. In the note pad there is a note for him he has to see it so he doesn't do something stupid promise me you will give this to him" Bell says.

"If I get out of this that means you will to and you can give it to him you self." John says handing her the phone back.

"No I can't please just give this to him for me" Bell says putting it in his pocket just as Jim walked back in so john couldn't fight with her any more. Some men fallowed Jim in and put a bomb vest on John saying something about how it was show time they put a giant coat on him and Bell whispered to him when no one was looking "don't believe I word I say in a couple of minutes and tell Sherlock not to do anything stupid." With that she fallows Jim in to the next room.

Sherlock walks in "Brought you a little "getting to know you" present. Oh, that's what it's all been for isn't it? All your little puzzles, making me dance. All to distract me from this."

John walks out "Evening. This is a turn up, isn't it, Sherlock?"

"John. What the hell?" Sherlock says

"Bet you never saw this coming. What would you like me to make him say next? Gottle o' geer. Gottle o' Geer. Gottle o' g—"

Sherlock interrupts "Stop it."

"Nice touch this, the pool. Where little Carl died. I stopped him. I can stop John Watson too. Stop his heart." John chokes out the last part

"Who are you?" Sherlock asks

"I gave you my number. I thought you might call. Is that a British Army Browning L9A1 in your pocket? Or are you just pleased to see me?" Jim smiles

"Both." Sherlock smiles

"Jim Moriarty. Hi. Jim? Jim from the hospital? Huh. Did I really make such a fleeting impression? But then I suppose that was rather the point, come out dear" Jim shouts. Bell walks out with a smile on her face as she links arms with Jim. Sherlock lowers the gun slightly but brings it back up again. Then lasers start appearing on john "Don't be silly. Someone else is holding the rifle. I don't like getting my hands dirty. I've given you a glimpse, Sherlock—just a teensy glimpse—of what I've got going on out there in the big bad world. I'm a specialist, you see. Like you.

"Dear Jim, Please will you fix it for me to get rid of my lover's nasty sister." "Dear Jim, Please will you fix it for me to disappear to South America." Sherlock mimics

"Just so." Jim responds

"Consulting criminal. Brilliant." Sherlock says

"Isn't it? No one ever gets to me. And no one ever will." Jim Smiles

"I did." Sherlock responds

"You've come the closest. Now you're in my way." Jim growls

"Thank you." Sherlock smiles

"Didn't mean it as a compliment."

"Yes you did."

"Yeah, okay, I did. But the flirting's over, Sherlock. Daddy's had enough now! I've shown you what I can do. I've cut loose all those people, all those little problems. Even thirty million quid just to get you to come out and play. So take this as a friendly warning, my dear. Back off. Although. I have loved this. This little game of ours. Playing Jim from IT. Playing gay. Did you like the little touch with the underwear?

"what does she have to do with this are you holding her hostage?" Sherlock asks

"no, I am here on my own free will Sherlock, I'm in love with him" bell smiles tightening her grip on Jim

"People have died." Sherlock says feeling something in his stomach that hurts and he just wants to hide.

"That's what people DO!" Jim shouts making Bell Jump.

"I will stop you." Sherlock says

" No you won't." Jim says with a smile

"You all right?" Sherlock asks John.

"You can talk, Johnny Boy. Go ahead." Jim says

"Take it and give her back to me." Sherlock snaps

"Hm? Oh, that. The missile plans." Jim says kissing Bells cheek. "Boring! I could have got them anywhere." Jim takes the memory stick and throws it in the pool.

"Sherlock run!" John says grabbing Jim. Bells eyes go big as she mouths I'm sorry to Sherlock.

"Oh! Good. Very good." Jim smiles

"Just like that. Pull that trigger, Mr. Moriarty, and we both go up." John says tightening his grip on Jim

"He's sweet, I can see why you like having him around. But then people do get so sentimental about their pets. They're so touching and loyal. But oops! You've rather shown your hand there, Dr. Watson. Gotcha!" Jim says Bell Gasps and john lets Jim go seeing that there are lasers on Sherlock too.

"Westwood. Do you know what happens if you don't leave me alone, Sherlock? To you." Jim asks

"Oh let me guess, I get killed." Sherlock guesses

"Kill you? Eh, no. Don't be obvious. I mean I'm going to kill you anyway someday. I don't want to rush it though. I'm saving it up for something special. No no no no. If you don't stop prying I will burn you. I will burn the heart out of you." Jim snaps

"I have been reliably informed that I don't have one." Sherlock says

"But we both know that's not quite true." Jim says looking at Bell who was looking away about to break down into tears. "Well. We'd better be off. So nice to have had a proper chat." Jim says grabbing Bell by the waist

"What if I was to shoot you now? Right now." Sherlock asks

"Then you could cherish the look of surprise on my face. Because I'd be surprised, Sherlock. Really I would. And just a teensy bit disappointed. And of course you wouldn't be able to cherish it for very long. Ciao, Sherlock Holmes." Jim says taking Bells hand and dragging her out behind him

"Catch you... later." Sherlock says

"No you won't!" Jim shouts

"Alright? Are you all right?!" Sherlock says taking the vest off and throwing it

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sherlock— Sherlock! Are you okay?" John asks

"Me? Yeah. Fine. Fine. That, ah— thing that you did. That you, um, you offered to do. That was, um... good." Sherlock mumbles

"I meant about that girl she spoke to me before this all you know." John says Sherlock nods

"I'm glad no one saw that." John says changing the subject

"Hm?" Sherlock asks scratching his head with the gun

"You ripping my clothes off in a darkened swimming pool. People might talk." John says

"People do little else." Sherlock says

They both notice the red laser sights have returned

"Sorry boys! I'm soooo changeable! It is a weakness with me. But to be fair to myself, it is my only weakness." Jim says walking back in with a big smile

"you promised" they hear Bell yell, then they hear a screech like she was hit which makes Sherlock tense.

"You can't be allowed to continue. You just can't. I would try to convince you. Everything I have to say has already crossed your mind."

"Probably my answer has crossed yours." Sherlock says aiming the gun at Jim but slowly moving the gun down towards the vest