"Aurelia wake up" i moaned opening my eyes James was now in his Westwood dark grey suit. i sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"get showed and ready we're going to see your brother." my mood perked up.

"really where?!" i jumped up he laughed

"the pool where little Carl died, poetic i think go we're leaving soon" i ran and stripped down before getting into the shower. i washed and shaved before getting out i dried my hair with the towel and then blow dried my hair.

"James" i called he came into the bedroom "pick something out will you" i told him doing my make up

"everything" i looked at him smirking. i nodded he went to the draws and picked out my underwear first, pervert. before putting them on the bed he picked out dress and shoes. i curled the ends of my hair. After everything i slipped on my underwear and dress, then my shoes before going out.

"will you zip me up please" i moved my hair out of the way as i felt his finger trace up my back as well as zipping it up.

"beautiful" he whispered i smiled and grabbed my coat. before taking his arm and we left. it was nearing midnight and the streets were empty.

"so he has the missile plans thinking you would be interested humm" i looked at the tablet James had Dr Watson wired up.

"I'll come in from a different entrance. you can take the back." i told him as we pulled up outside the pool i reached into the glove compartment and pulled out my arm gloves and my gun i slipped my gloves on and checked the bullets.

"see you in there" we kissed and he parted getting out. i looked in my back and re touched my make up i saw my brother go in. so i followed.

"bought a getting to know you present" he held up a memory stick. "come on that's what it's all been for isn't it? all your little puzzles, making me dance all to distract me from this" i listened to him. it was fun. that and showing off to me how he could make my brother dance. there was the opening of the door and footsteps. i presumed it was Dr Watson.

"evening....this is a turn up isn't it, Sherlock?" he spoke.

"John, what the hell?"

"bet you never saw this coming. what would you like me to make him say next? gottle 'o gear, gottle 'o gear, gottle'o gear...nice touch this the pool where little Carl died. i stopped him, i can stop John Watson too. stop his heart" Watson repeated.

"who are you" Sherlock asked i heard another door opening before James' voice.

"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." i could hear the hint of amusement in his voice

"both"

"Jim Moriarty, Hi. Jim? Jim from the hospital? oh did i make such a fleeting impression? but then i suppose it was rather the point...don't be silly someone else is holding the riffle, i don't like getting my hands dirty" i opened the door stepping out.

"ain't that the truth" i commented smirking Sherlock and John turned to me.

"Aurelia? how? why?" Sherlock was stumped i waved a little.

"hello big brother. yes it's me little innocent Aurelia. you know i bet he's trying to make the connection but it's so simple he can't figure it out."  i slowly walked

"yes he is let's give him a little time shall we. now, I've given you a glimpse, just a tiny glimpse of what I've got going on out there in the big bad world I'm a specialist you see...like you" he told my brother.

"Dear Jim...please will you fix it for me, to get rid of my lovers nasty sister. Dear Jim please will you fix it for me to disappear to South America" he listed.

"Just So" he replied in a posh British voice

"consulting criminal, brilliant"

"isn't it" we grinned i was now standing  a few feet from my brother. "no one ever gets to me and no one ever will" i cleared my throat "the exception being your sister" he winked at me.

"i did" Sherlock clocked the gun

"you've come the closet, now you're in my way." he complemented

"thank you"

"didn't mean it as a complement." he lied

"of course you did" he retorted

"okay i did" he shrugged innocently "but the flirting is over now Sherlock Daddy's had enough now. I've shown you what i can do, cut loose all those people and  little problems even forked out 30 million quid just to get you to come out and play. so take this as a friendly warning my dear. Back off" he began to walk closer.

"although i have loved this playing this little game of ours. Playing Jim from IT playing gay did you like the little touch with the underwear. i know your sister did. found it hilarious didn't you"

"absolutely" i purred

"people have died" Sherlock stated i giggled but then bit my lip

"that's what people do!" James shouted

"i will stop you" Sherlock stated.

"no, you won't. you can't even stop the cheater so what makes you think you can stop me" he shrugged.

"are you all right" he finally asked John but he said nothing.

"you can talk now, Johnny boy. go ahead" James told him and he gave a weak and feeble yeah. Sherlock held up the stick.

"take it" he looked to the stick.

"mm, oh that. the missile plans." he took it and kissed it "boring! i could have got them anywhere" he chucked it into the pool