Hay guys sorry I haven't written in a wile and sorry this one is realy late but its something and an important part of the story. I've been having a little bit of writers block so going to try and work through that so I can continue. thanks everyone who is reading this maybe try my other book it is as of now finished with a promised sequel to come. Don't forget to vote and comment!

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"How on earth did Moriarty know about me!?" I say shaken by the note.

"He has eyes everywhere I didn't think he would find out about you this fast. Here," Sherlock says tossing a phone at me "this is now yours stay in touch with us and if there is even a trace of Moriarty being near tell us."

I turn on the phone and see that it already has seven contacts progeramed on Sherlock, John, Greg, Sally, Luke, and two people I don't know Mary and Mycroft. I laugh at the last one but stop when I get a text from an unknown number that reads:

So Loren looks like the big bad Demon has beaten the little angel but you still have a choice join me and fulfill your name of Devil. - M

M it must be from Moriarty why is he just going by M and not JM that's not important as the fact that he somehow got my number after me only having my phone for about one minute.

Sherlock notices that something is bothering me and says "What?"

"Nothing, just confused as to who is Mary and Mycroft." I answer hoping my lie worked as I type back.

No why would I ever join you? Why would I turn on my last relative that accepts me in any way? - LF

"Mary is my wife and Mycroft is Sherlock's brother I expect you will be meeting both soon." John says smiling at me.

"Okay" I say walking away from the note into the mess of people.

My phone dings telling me I have a text I keep on walking but look down to see what Moriarty answered.

Because you are a smart girl Loren and you know that it's more important to be on the winning side then on the good side of a battle. -M

I am about to aner when I walk into someone knocking me to the ground.

"Oh man I'm so sorry!" I hear a boy's voice say.

The guy offers me a big tan hand to help me off the ground. When I finally get a look at him he has short dark brown hair black eyes and a warm smile. He has on loose fitting jeans, a plain gray shirt, and old black vans. His mouth is pulled into a friendly smile.

I try to get more information about him but I can't read him besides the fact that he is a few years older than me maybe 17 or 18. Something about him makes me want to know him better and spend more time with him weird.

"Who are you." I say.

"My names AZ. Who are you?" He says smiling at me.

"Loren, How old are you?" I say narrowing my eyes at him.

"17 years old, you?" He asks.

"16. Why can't I read you?" I say getting closer to him.

He chuckles and says "Maybe it's because you need to actually hang out with me to get to know me."

"I should still be able to read you." I say.

"I don't know what to tell you Loren maybe you should just come with me to get some lunch and we can talk more," He says smirking down at me because he is a few inches taller than me "How about you give me your number."

"Really? I think that was the lamest pickup line I have ever heard." I say with a snort.

AZ blushes giving an awkward laugh before saying "Yeah that was pretty terrible even for me and I am awful at making first impressions," we laugh again as he says "I mean once I was meeting a girl's parents for the first time ever for dinner and I accidentally knocked over her grandmother's ern sending her ashes all over her family and me. Long story short I never saw her again."

I literally fall to the ground because I am laughing so hard and AZ was right next to me both of us practically in tears. He doesn't look like to bad of a guy even if he was I can handle my self which is a deciding factor since there is no one else to defend me but I'm having difficulty thinking straight because all I can imagine is AZ standing in a living room covered in ashes as a man and two women stare at him in horror.

Once we finally get our laughing under control I ignore all the weird looks we're getting for laughing at a crime scene instead linking arms with AZ and saying "You know what I think we are going to be friends."

"Oi! Step away from my daughter right now or we'll be investigating two murders!"I hear who must be Greg yell from behind us.

AZ's eyes get big with fear as Greg and Sally come storming towards us from different directions. Greg looks angry while Sally just looks suspicious and protective both with the same intent of protecting me as well as giving AZ what will probably be an actual police interrogation.

Once they reach us I'm shoved behind them blocking me off from AZ at this I hear a snort of amusement from where the note is. I turn around to see who is taking pleasure from my miss fortune only to see a grinning John, smirking Sherlock, and farther away a laughing Phillip. I pin them all with my steely cold glare that, from the reaction of Philip and lack of one from both Sherlock and John, must be very similar to one of Greg's glares. I turn back to find a cowering AZ as he is being questioned by Sally who is at least attempting to be civil as opposed to Greg who is just yelling out threats and questions at the top of his lungs.

"What on earth are you to doing!," I shout even louder then the DI and sargent stunning them into silence when paired with my glare "Leve AZ aloun you have absolutely no reason to be acting like this especially you Greg you're going to make the poor boy pee his pants in fear."

"But-" Sally starts to say before being cut of by me.

"No. Now leave AZ alone and go try to figure out why a 16 year old could see that this was murder when scotland yard including Sherlock couldn't."

I could feel Sherlock's glare burning holes in the back of my head when I point it out.

"Oh quit your pouting you big baby! Come on let's get back to baker street then you can mind palace this whole thing." John says to Sherlock.

"You used mind palace wrong, also I don't pout." Sherlock wines.

"Yes you do," I say turning to them "quite often infact but thats besides the point we should get going Greg sherlock and john can come with us we are going to the same place, well John's not but he's not heading home right now," I look closer at John "infact he may be staying over had a little row with Mary about what to name your second child, by the way congratulations it's a girl."

"Okay normally I would know better then to ask but-" John starts.

I smirk and cut him off saying, "You keep clenching your hands in to fist then unclenching them your agitated about something it's a nervous twitch of yours gives you away so easily. Either Sherlock said something on the way here to anger you but he doesn't have that smug look on his face that he gets when he manages to annoy you. Recently you told me your wifes name is mary but you sounded a bit annoyed so you probably had a fight about something. You keep looking at Sherlock and Greg with a worried and questioning look so either they are in a relationship that you recently found out about and are unsure about, unlikely, or you need to ask them a favor and are uncertain about the respons. Put thoughts together well you had a domestic with Mary don't want to sleep there want to ask to stay at baker street tonight," John opens his mouth to say something but I cut him off again "How did I know it was about the baby's name and that it was a girl and that Sherlock was living in the same apartment as Greg? Well you've been looking at every girl at the scene thinking for a minute then shaking your head, I know your wife is pregnant so you probably aren't looking for a date so why look at them? You are thinking of there names but dismissing them you don't like that name for you new baby and you're not looking at any guys so your baby is a girl. I know you had a fight with your wife and that you are now very intently looking for a name so the fight was about what to name you baby girl. That is every thing except how do I know about baker street," my smirk grows bigger as I say, "I know that Sherlock has a history with drugs and that he is all of your friend so you would be worried about him letting sentiment run your lives so someone lives with him to keep him off drugs. I also know that Greg is oblivious so there's your answer any questions?"

Everyone is staring at me in shock and awe even Sherlock when I finish. I can't help myself as my smirk grows even bigger and smug ness sets in.

Phillip is the first to snap out of it when he says "Wait how did you take Sherlock's history of drug use and Greg's occasional obliviousness and get that they live in the same building?"

"Not occasional obliviousness almost constant and really even you could figure out how I did that," I say pulling a pair of keys from my pocket "I pickpocketed him and took the keys to his flat."

"Oi! Give those back! Come on Sherlock Lorens right let's get back to 221 and get her settled in the sooner I get used to living two high functioning sociopaths the better." Greg says.

I start to walk to the car before remembering AZ, I turn around look at him "Sorry gotta run I'll text you." I say with a wink and a click of my tong.

As I make my way to Greg's car followed closely by Sherlock, John, and Greg I think to myself looks like I've got two new flat mates and one of them is almost as smart as me.

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hmmmmmmm. Who likes AZ? What is Moriarty playing at? 

love you guys see you next time

-MorpheusChessie