Clique of 221B

Chapter 41: Stand Off with Eurus

You walk into the governor's office. Eurus studies you as you approach the desk,
"Miss [Y/L/N], please take a seat." You sit down in the chair opposite her,
"[Y/N]." You correct.
"So," she pauses. "[Y/N]. I've got your file here." She flicks through the pages.
"Pretty full."
"Of lies."
"Of course."
"Does anyone know who you really are?"
"Of course not."
"So, James Moriarty."
"What about him?"
"We talked on Christmas Day, five years ago."
"I know."
"Want to know what we talked about?"
"Not particularly."
"Jealous?"
"Not particularly."
"How long?" You look at her, confused. "How long until you moved on from him?"
"What do you mean?" She frowns at you. "If by move on you mean stopped grieving, two years. If you mean find someone to replace him then never."
"You seem attached to my brother."
"Which one?" You joke.
"Mycroft."
"If this is your way of being a protective sibling I'm positive you could have done it differently."
"Does it look like I'm a good sister?"
"No, but you want to be." You say, turning it on her. Deduction time. "This entire set up is for you to finally get the attention from your favourite brother Sherlock. You've been locked away since you were five years old, even before that you won't of had many friends, you just want him to play the game with you but he's not as clever as you - he doesn't understand, yet you're still fascinated by him, aren't you?" She stares at you for a long moment. I'm right then. She looks down through the glass table at your feet,
"He bought you those shoes didn't he?" You glance down at them. The Louboutin's that you begged James for, he gave you them for the Christmas before he 'died'. "They're nice." You nod, black and red. Eurus's colour scheme in the rooms. You reach down, take them off and place them on the desk in front of you.
"You can have them." You tell her. She looks at you in surprise.
"Why?"
"Well, since you're probably going to throw me in a cell somewhere I doubt I'll be needing them." She takes them in her hands and studies you.
"This doesn't mean I'll make it easy for you, [Y/N]."
"Make what easy?"
"This building's rigged to explode, for real this time. Your beloved Mycroft is in a cell somewhere, the detonator in the opposite side of the building. Either find it and attempt to defuse it or rush around trying to find him and escape." She stands and walks to the exit, "Your choice." You stand up and follow her to the main door of the building.
"Where are you going?"
"Home." She says, distantly.
"Catch you later, Holmes." She smiles at you,
"Goodbye [Y/N]." With that she leaves. You spin around and head further into the building. Where is it? Where would you put a bomb? The foundations? Obviously but I'm not looking for the bomb - I need the detonator. So she'll of hidden it somewhere. Somewhere deep in the facility. Her cell. You shrug. Worth a shot. You set off running. Who knows how long it'll be until it blows? You rush along the maze of corridors and down several lifts before you reach Eurus's cell. As the lift comes to a stop you step out and breath a sigh of relief. Mycroft. He's sat against the wall with his head in his hands, looking dejected. You scramble to the glass.
"Mycroft, it's me, it's [Y/N]. I've come to get you out of here." He raises his head at you.
"[Y/N]?" He repeats, quietly. You nod. You take a look at the glass and start to think. "It's bulletproof." He tells you. Your eyes widen.
"Hang on, I've got an idea. I'll be right back." You rush back into the lift, and run around to an empty office. You grab a roll of cello tape and spot a fire extinguisher. Time to take a leaf out Jim's book of 'how to commit a flawless crime'. You take the lift down to Mycroft again and pause in front of the glass. You pull out the chain from around your neck and take the ring from it. Well let's hope Jim didn't lie about this being a real diamond. You cello tape the diamond to the glass of the cell. "Stand back," you say. "Here goes." You pick up the fire extinguisher and raise it like a battering ram. As Mycroft backs away, you heave the fire extinguisher into the glass, over the top of the ring. The glass cracks and you continue to hit at it. After a considerable gap is made you drop the canister and start to pull chucks of the glass away, not caring about the sharp edges that bite into your palms. Mycroft joins you, also pushing at the glass. When a big enough gap is made you stumble forwards into his arms. You cling to one another for a long moment, breathing heavily in shock. You back away and tell him, "Mycroft, we have to go, Eurus has set this place to explode." There's a crackle over the speakers,
"Tricked you." Eurus's voice sings over the speakers. You breath a sigh of relief,
"Thank God." You step back into Mycroft's arms and you both hold onto each other.

After about three quarters of an hour you're found by Greg. You and Mycroft had been sitting on the floor together, so when you see Greg you leap up and immediately ask him about what's happening,
"Have you found her? Where's Sherlock? And John? Are they alright?"
"We haven't found them yet. We hoped you'd know where they are." Mycroft shakes his head but you speak up,
"Musgrave. She said she was going home. We have to go find them." You pull Mycroft up onto his feet and the three of you head out. It's raining outside but you don't care. You stand for a moment in the fresh air with Mycroft before you both head to the helicopter on a mission to rescue Sherlock and John.