Katie Holmes: Broken [Book Two] ( A BBC Sherlock Fanfic)

Chapter 1 Mission... What?

Sherlock's P.O.V

I found myself outside Katie's room for the fifth time this month.

'Its just a room' I thought.

I gently opened the door and peered into the room. It was exactly the way she left it. I entered the room and sat on her bed.

"Sherlock Lestrade..." "Oh, I'll... Um, leave you to it"

"She turns fifteen today john" I muttered.

He came back in "I'm sorry what"

"Her birthday" I whispered. "Never mind"

"Lestrade has a case if you're interested"

I looked at him a smile growing on my face.

"Give me the details john" I shouted.

"Two homicides one suicide believed to be connected" John said reading his phone.

"Why?"

"Same murder weapon"

"Perfect" I shouted. I pulled on my coat and scarf. "John I need your assistance" I ordered throwing him his coat before he could complain.

"I haven't had anything this fresh in weeks john" I laughed in excitement.

'Is john my replacement'

I shook my head clearing it a new case would give me fresh ideas for my current case.

Katie's P.O.V

"You look ravishing dear sister"

I plastered on a polite smile and he escorted me into the restaurant. The beach blanket Babylon is located in Shorditch. It was extremely private there was only three people sitting at a large table by the bay window.

"I had the whole place reserved for one night for us and a few other guests" he muttered in my ear.

"Thank you James" I said politely. Though I wanted to punch something for forcing myself to say thank you to him. He escorted me to my seat and I smiled at the guests. There were two men and one woman she had curly ginger hair and vibrant green eyes her smile was fake and her vibrant eyes glinted with greed next to her a man in his late twenties with gelled back short brown hair and brown hazel eyes also had the same look. The man, No teenager!. I looked again surprise a teenager aged 17. His appearance wasn't elegant and classy as his companions. His black hair was brushed but still scruffy, his eyes were a dark blue, his smile was genuine so he was forced into this meeting. Which means one of these people is his supervisor.

"Miss Costlow, Mr Yan and Mr Hamish this is my sister Katlyn Adler she will be joining us this evening to celebrate her birthday"

My throat tightened but I carried on with my charade. I wasn't expecting that. James had a bemused expression in his face. I smiled sweetly while giving him the most venomous glare I could.

"Mr Moriarty I believe this meeting is about..." Mr Yan paused looking at me. "Private business"

"Miss Adler is signing the papers as the official CEO of the company" he looked at me.

"Its my job to make sure things go smoothly" the lie sliding easily off my tongue.

I was allowed whatever I wanted for dinner so I ordered pasta I wasn't very hungry but I made a good enough effort. After dinner the transaction took place one large and two small cases were swapped. I signed the contract 12 million dollars! Where did he get the money from!

"A pleasure Mr Moriarty Miss Adler" The man and women left the restaurant and I looked at the teenager expectantly. He laughed.

"I don't work for them, I'm here in guess anything went wrong" he flashed a gun from his jacket pocket.

"You did excellent tonight Katie you have earned yourself a reward"

He opened on of the cases and gave it to me. I stared at it inside were two automatic magnum pistols.

James grinned at me. "Happy birthday I have a mission for you"

I lifted one of the pistols out of the case. It was quite light easy to use but of course there were no bullets.

"Your ammo will be given to you at the start of the mission" he said.

"What mission?" I asked curiously.

"Tom"

I looked at Tom he produced a thin brown folder and placed it on the table.

"Open it" James ordered.

Inside was a file of Ching Yan and Karen Costlow and all their private information. Phone numbers, home address, their family addresses and the number of hotels they have been recently staying it. It also had pages of receipts and old and new plane tickets.

"Their both staying in the Valmount Hotel, should be easy enough to access, Tom will accompany you to make sure you don't screw up" James rambled.

"What do you want me to do" I asked. If I was right about this folder then I had a lot to worry about.

"Your going to assassinate Mr Yan and Miss Costlow and retrieve my money before they transfer it into their accounts"

"And if I refuse I asked.

I felt a burning pain in my right cheek, I glared daggers at James but said nothing more.

"Then I will take Sherlock's life instead" he smirked.

"Fine" I growled.

Tom sent me a sympathetic glance but I glared at him darkly he squirmed under my gaze.

"If I'm going to do this he better not get in my way" I ordered.