Thank God my phone was in my pocket. I called Andrea immediately.

"Mycroft Holmes' office Anthea speaking." She answered cheerily. 

"Andrea! Sherlock went to challenge Moriarty by himself! We need maximum back up baker street." I exclaimed. 

"Why didn't you stop him?!" She exclaimed. 

"I tried! He handcuffed me to the bed, and poisoned Mrs. Hudson!" I shot back. 

"We'll be right there." She replied. 

"Wait! I need my brother for this mission!" I shout. 

"I can't let him out. Security reasons." 

"Glasir!" I blurt. 

"How did you even-"

"Not the time!" I cut her off. 

"Okay... We will be ten minutes."

She hung up and I placed two more calls.

Everyone was on their way.

Wonderful now I had some form of backup.

And just in time too as I heard the front door open, and John's hurried footsteps climbing up the stairs. 

"Sherlock? Keyland? Mrs. H?" He shouted into the flat. 

"I'm in Sherlock's bedroom John."

"You what?" John gawped walking into the kitchen. "Keyland what the bloody hell happened to Mrs. Hudson?!" 

"Sherlock happened." I reply simply. 

"Come help me with her!" He yelled from the kitchen.

"I'm a bit tied up at the moment!" I retorted. 

John comes barreling into the room.

"Oh wow... erm." John blushes. 

"I think Sherlock may have taken the key... Bring me my purse please its on a chair in the kitchen." I state clinically. 

"Uh."

"Anytime John..." I sass. 

"Right." He nods. 

John came back with my purse and I got out my lock picking kit.

"You carry a lock-pick in your purse?

"Wouldn't you?"

"Touche."

My handcuff came off my wrist with a clatter.

"What happened?" John asked worriedly. 

"Sherlock left. By himself, to go face Moriarty."

John takes several controlled breaths as his face turns redder then he puches a hole in the wall.

I jump.

"Sorry.... Just that bloody idiot!!!" John growls. 

"I've called for help. Mycroft and some of my friends are coming." I reply quickly. 

"Friends?"

"A Hacker, my Sister, a Ninja and his Sister, and my brother ...the Viking." I listed. 

 John scoffs, "And I thought Sherlock had weird friends."

"He does..." I reply looking pointedly at him. 

John let out a harsh chuckle, headed toward the kitchen with a hardly suppressed rage.

"I don't know what he gave her." I state looking at Mrs. H's sprawled form. 

John walks around to the other side of her and picks up a piece of paper."He left a note. The antidote is in the fridge. If we give it to her she will wake up sooner."

He made quick work of getting her better... And after what seemed like forever a knock was heard at our front door. I rushed down the stairs and opened the door.

A very upset looking Juniper glared at me from her place, behind my sister.

"Hey Fi." I greeted. 

"How can we help?" She asked.

"I'm expecting more people... but I think I have a plan." I smile nervously. 

"We'll head upstairs then." She replied. 

I heard a door slam and looked up to see Mycroft, getting out of a beige van.

"Miss Jones what is the meaning of this." He asks gravely, looking at me from under his furrowed brow. 

Andrea walked around from the driver's side.

I was surprised to see her in a black spandex cat suit, with her hair in a ponytail. She came around to the back of the van and opened the doors.

 Out stepped a familiar pair of broad shoulders and blonde hair.

"Sister." The booming voice hit my ears.

Suddenly. A bright green sports car came racing up to the curb the breaks, squealing like an outraged mouse.

The door opened almost immediately and out stepped Ren. His sister following close after.

"Keyland! What is going on?!" He exclaimed. 

"I'll explain to you all when we get inside. Please hurry It's a matter of urgency!"

As soon as we packed everyone into 221b. Much to John's shock. I filled everyone in on my plan.

"Andrea you brought the mask right?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"Good so here is the plan..."