*Sherlock's POV*

I walked into the room, I felt like I’d been in this situation before. That’s because I had. With Moriarty. I could tell there were other people there, but I just stood and waited, about 5 minutes later, Sarah ran in.

“Sarah, what are you doing here?”

She looked different, she wasn’t in her dress and high heels as usual, or what she had gone out in she was wearing jeans and lee coopers, she also had her hair up, that was strange too.

“Sorry, I followed you, but it’s been annoying me.” she replied

“What has?”

“When ever you refer to the murderer, you always refer to it as a man, ‘he text me this’ or ‘he did that’, Why?”

“Because, Sarah, it is a man, the things he’s been doing, the way he texts, his handwriting. Why? Do you think it’s a woman?”

She was facing away from me now, I don’t know why?

“I know it’s a woman”

“Okay, how? I gave evidence why it was a man, give me your evidence.”

Then she walked to me and in a soft voice said the words I would never have guessed, especially not  from her, she had a  phone in her hand, she scrolled through some messages and then handed me the phone.

“Because, I sent the messages Sherlock.”

I looked at her for a moment and then at the phone. She had been texting me all this time.

“You should be more careful who you let stay in your house Sherlock, did you really think we were all like John, nice, sweet, loyal.”

“Hmm”

"Well, I mean I gave you clues.”

“When?”

Then she whispered in my ear, something even I had missed

“5”

Then I began to realise:

He brother is 5 years older that her.

She used to live at number 5

Her phone number ends in ‘555’

When I rang her she always answered on the 5th time.

“Get it, Sherlock, you were warned that someone was going to die hear tonight, so why’d you come?”

“Because, I could kill you. It’s a 50/50 chance”

"Just because someone might die, doesn’t mean that it has to be one of us?”

“What?”

“Game time Sherlock, Game time, I know how much you like games.”

“Explain”

“In the darkness, over there, there are 11 people, some of which are close to you, and others to me, I will give you a clue before the game starts as to who is there. You will have three minutes to get them correct”

“Why would I want to get yours?”

“Just to see if your as good as people say you are?”

“And what if I don’t play the game, are you going to shoot them?”

“No”

“Then I wont…”

“Sherlock, just because the don’t get shot doesn’t mean there isn’t a price to pay for for-fitting the game”

“Well, Sarah, what’s that then?”

“You speak a lot Sherlock, that’s one of your weaknesses, you ramble, you’ve spilled a lot of secrets about all your friends, colleagues, acquaintances, even your own family. I f you for-fit the game, then, you won’t know when or who, but I will put a secret up on the internet, for everyone to see. One secret at a time, so what d’ya think? Are you going to play the game?”

“Umm, I don’t know.”

She stepped back, and rubbed her hands together.

“I’m sorry, but did I just get one of Sherlock Holmes’s very rare, ‘I don’t know’?”

“Aha”

“Do you know, there right when they say that a psychopath lives at 221b Baker Street”

“I’m Not a Psychopath, I’m…”

“A high functioning sociopath, I know, but when did anyone say the psychopath was you?”

“Are you saying you’re a…?”

“Yeah, Sherlock, and I’m unashamed, now”

She got her phone out and typed something, it was one of the secrets.

“Are you playing or not, 5, 4, 3, 2...”

“YES, yes I’ll play your game, the clues.”

“Ahh, wise choice, right, 2 of them work in a hospital, 2 of them are siblings, of, us. 2 of them work in the police force, 3 of them are really confused and have no idea why the hell they’re here,”

“And the last 2”

“Ahh, well their criminals, granted, that one of them there last crime was 3, maybe 4 years ago!”

“okay.”

“3 minutes, off you go”

“Right, well siblings, so, Mycroft and Steph?”

“well done!”

Two lights came on and my brother an her sister where standing underneath them.

“umm, hospital, John”

Another light came on

“right so police, Lestrade, obvious, and your dad”

“very good 1 and a half minutes”

“Confused, my parents? And your mother? And obviously one of the criminals is Mary”

5 lights came on each with different people under them.

She started counting down from 10

“ummm”

“3,2,”

“MOLLY!”

 The light came on with Molly underneath. I sighed.

“Good” she said.

“Who’s the last one?”

“Hmm?”

“The last light, who’s underneath it?”

“oh, Now that one, I thought you’d have gotten that, at home, I always talk about my best friend and how sometimes I stay at his and that’s why I don’t come home, and I’ve just told you he’s a criminal”

“I, I don’t understand”

“you’re a detective Sherlock, work it out. 20 seconds to work it out”

I tried to work it out, but there are too many.

“5,4,3,2,1”

“Dunno” I said

“Aww”

“Umm,”

“Oh, Just before he says anything, I’m so sorry Sherlock, non of it was me, I’m not a murderer, that’s not my job, I’m a spy, that’s how I remember your secrets, It’s my job to.”

“Oh, Okay, then who is it?” I asked

“Do you want another 5 seconds?” She asked.

I nodded. Five seconds later.

“Times up!” She said and grinned a little.

“Sorry, I really don’t know” I replied

“I’m so disappointed Sherlock”

The voice came out of the dark, I recognised it straight away, so did everyone else.

“Oh, I should have known, you two are a little criminal couple, come on, I wanna see your boyfriend, I don’t just wanna hear him.”

“He’s not my boyfriend.” Sarah replied with her head in her hands

“Okay”

Then the man himself stepped out of the dark.

“Hello Sherlock Holmes!”

“Hello James Moriarty”