I woke up in my bedroom. It was still dark out so I deduced it was night time. I sat still in the dark and Immediately became aware of somebody breathing. My eyes followed the sound of the breathing into the corner of my room. And low and behold sitting there at my desk was Liem. Sound asleep. I knew he was in on this. I sat up silently. I crept carefully to the window, and crawled out of it. Being very careful not to disturb Liem.

As an afterthought I quickly reached inside and grabbed my poison off of the bedside table. I quickly refill my ring as I walk determinedly to my car. I get into the vehicle and softly close the door. I start the car and head off to Jim's house.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

I tore out of the driveway like a bat out of hell. My knuckles were white on the steering wheel as my car ripped down the road. No way I was letting anybody hurt my Sherlock. Even if I would have to do the unthinkable to save him. How does one go about killing a villain?

Oh well, I would figure it out.

I pulled up a little ways from the familiar Irish manor and stopped the car. I got out quietly and crept barefoot across the lush green grass. I got to the house and crawled around to the window of the office. I sat out there just breathing. I looked out across the cliffs and the wavy hills of the moor. The cold air caressed my skin as I listened to the familiar voice inside.

"Yeah I know, everything's going to plan. Thank you again for your help. Yeah of course I know. No I'm not mad. Should I be?...That's what I thought. Bye." Jim said in a businesslike manor. 

I listen as Jim's footsteps recede into the other room, then I elegantly climb into the window replacing the book after me. I stare at my hands and the weapon they hold. This will be enough to knock him out for sure, after that, I have no Idea what to do. I probably should have thought this plan through before I came. I quickly cut the line to his Panic button then return to the window and hide in the floor length drapes.

I school my breathing as I hear him come into the room again. He closes the door and sits down in his desk.

"Do close the window dear, it's getting a bit drafty." His voice carries through the quiet.

Bugger. 

I step out from the protection of the drapes.

"Not that I'm complaining, but why are you here Angel?" He asks tiredly. 

"You're so smart you tell me." I sass. 

"You are here to kill me." He states boredly.

"Precisely." I reply shortly. 

"Why?" He sighs.

"You know why. I can't let you continue your plan. You have to die, tonight." I say firmly. 

He reclines in his chair with his fingers laced at the back of his neck.

"So kill me." He smiles, a dead look filling his eyes. 

I look at him for a moment.

"What's wrong darling?" He smiles. "All out of clever comebacks?"

I glare at him knowingly. He quirks a brow at me. 

"Nothing? Okay I'll talk. Here is what happens if you kill me. First of all, your friends will die. Liem and Juniper Ren Aki Fiona. All of them. I already know where your house is. Secondly Sebby, will personally find your mother and father, and your brother and his girlfriend and kill them in front of you. Then when you have nothing left. You will die alone." He threatens. 

"So much for love." I state. 

"Eh, go big or go home." He sits normally again, then leans on his desk.

"So, do you want to know how I am going to do it?" He asks excitedly. 

"Do what?" I query. 

"Kill Sherlock, obviously. Have you been watching the news?" He asks. 

"Not lately." I spat. 

"I'm making Sherlock Holmes look like a fraud. Suicide of fake 'genius'. Has a nice ring to it doesn't it?" He smirks, watching as a furious look crosses my face. 

Without thinking, I launch across the table wrapping my hands around his neck. 

The chair he is sitting in topples over and my momentum causes Jim to hit his head on the built-in bookshelf behind him.

 Sebastian burst immediately into the room. He pulled me off of Jim and stuck me with another needle.

He must have heard me knock Jim over. Damn I forgot I had to be silent! 

As I struggle, Jim gently strokes the side of my face and soon I fall asleep.