Daddy's Had Enough Now~

“it is never twins! You do not have a twin!” He said getting frustrated “why do you have to lie to me?”

“It’s most definitely a twin Sherlock, what reason do I have to lie?” He cocked a brow his eyes skiming over the detectives face. “If I were lying you’d be able to read it all over my face, right?”

“you mess with my head. It wasn’t the first time”

“It’s a fun head to mess with.” He smirked. “However this time I assure you, Richard and I are twins.”

“no this is a lie” he said frustrated

“Oh don’t be dull Sherlock it’s so bOring.” He rolled his eyes. “Look at the facts.” He shrugged. “I cannot be in two places at once now can I?”

“there is no proof you have ever been in two places at once

Jim grinned. “Are you certain? I could prove it now if you like.” He said pulling his cellphone from his pocket.

“I have looked everywhere for proof”

Jim typed for a second on his phone returning it to his pocket. “There’s little proof I exist much less my brother.”

Abby had come back into London it hadn’t taken long to hunt down her brothers. She had left when they were 20 she had been 18. Graduated high school and just left without a word. She picked the lock. “Jimmy!” She called out opening the door.

Jim’s eyes shot open his head whipping around to look at the door from his place, curled on the couch. “Abby?” He questioned softly his voice scratchy and dry, not moving from his place to greet her.

She stepped in locking the door behind her. She moved towards the voice. “Jimmy…” She said walking in and looking at him in horror

Jim pulled the blanket tighter around him. “You didn’t call, you should have let me know you were stopping by.” He said looking up at her meakly. “I would have cleaned up.”

“if I would have called I wouldn’t have come back. Sorry I am an incon… James what the hell” she said looking worried

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He said frown pulling at the coffers of his lips as he stood from his place on the couch. “Tea?” He said as he walked to the kitchen his steps not as elegant as they had once been.

“yes sure but why?” She said following him worried

He propped the blanket showing of his pajamas having from his frail frame bare feet padding on the floor as he enter the kitchen. “‘Cos that’s what you do when you have company, you offer them tea and ask if their hungry.” He turned on his heal to look at her. “Are you hungry?”

“I have been gone a long time. As also you know what I was talking about.” She was starving but shook her head. She and food were not on good terms right now.

He grabs taking it to the sink and filling it. “Abby I’m fine, if I had meant to kill myself I would have.” He turned to the stove and clicked it on string th pot over the burner.

“that doesn’t make it ok!” She snapped suddenly. The girl that left would have never snapped at him for this. “You have one short life.”

He flinched a bit turning to look at her. “And since when are you sentimental?” He turned back around grabbing them cups from the cupboard. 

“since I left so you wouldn’t have to watch me die!” She quickly regretted her words

“I’m sorry.” His head fell. “I didn’t want you to have to see me like this.”

“jimmy… Do you know?” She asked looking down timidly. “I don’t want to be alone anymore… I came to you first…”

“Know what?” He asked a bit confused. “You’re welcome here, but you an Richard always did get along better so why me?”

“it is never twins! You do not have a twin!” He said getting frustrated “why do you have to lie to me?”

“It’s most definitely a twin Sherlock, what reason do I have to lie?” He cocked a brow his eyes skiming over the detectives face. “If I were lying you’d be able to read it all over my face, right?”

“you mess with my head. It wasn’t the first time”

“It’s a fun head to mess with.” He smirked. “However this time I assure you, Richard and I are twins.”

“no this is a lie” he said frustrated

“Oh don’t be dull Sherlock it’s so bOring.” He rolled his eyes. “Look at the facts.” He shrugged. “I cannot be in two places at once now can I?”

“there is no proof you have ever been in two places at once

Jim grinned. “Are you certain? I could prove it now if you like.” He said pulling his cellphone from his pocket.

Abby had come back into London it hadn’t taken long to hunt down her brothers. She had left when they were 20 she had been 18. Graduated high school and just left without a word. She picked the lock. “Jimmy!” She called out opening the door.

Jim’s eyes shot open his head whipping around to look at the door from his place, curled on the couch. “Abby?” He questioned softly his voice scratchy and dry, not moving from his place to greet her.

She stepped in locking the door behind her. She moved towards the voice. “Jimmy…” She said walking in and looking at him in horror

Jim pulled the blanket tighter around him. “You didn’t call, you should have let me know you were stopping by.” He said looking up at her meakly. “I would have cleaned up.”

“if I would have called I wouldn’t have come back. Sorry I am an incon… James what the hell” she said looking worried

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He said frown pulling at the coffers of his lips as he stood from his place on the couch. “Tea?” He said as he walked to the kitchen his steps not as elegant as they had once been.

“yes sure but why?” She said following him worried

He propped the blanket showing of his pajamas having from his frail frame bare feet padding on the floor as he enter the kitchen. “‘Cos that’s what you do when you have company, you offer them tea and ask if their hungry.” He turned on his heal to look at her. “Are you hungry?”

“I have been gone a long time. As also you know what I was talking about.” She was starving but shook her head. She and food were not on good terms right now.

He grabs taking it to the sink and filling it. “Abby I’m fine, if I had meant to kill myself I would have.” He turned to the stove and clicked it on string th pot over the burner.

“that doesn’t make it ok!” She snapped suddenly. The girl that left would have never snapped at him for this. “You have one short life.”

He flinched a bit turning to look at her. “And since when are you sentimental?” He turned back around grabbing them cups from the cupboard. 

“since I left so you wouldn’t have to watch me die!” She quickly regretted her words

“I’m sorry.” His head fell. “I didn’t want you to have to see me like this.”

“jimmy… Do you know?” She asked looking down timidly. “I don’t want to be alone anymore… I came to you first…”

“Know what?” He asked a bit confused. “You’re welcome here, but you an Richard always did get along better so why me?”

Abby had come back into London it hadn’t taken long to hunt down her brothers. She had left when they were 20 she had been 18. Graduated high school and just left without a word. She picked the lock. “Jimmy!” She called out opening the door.

Jim’s eyes shot open his head whipping around to look at the door from his place, curled on the couch. “Abby?” He questioned softly his voice scratchy and dry, not moving from his place to greet her.

She stepped in locking the door behind her. She moved towards the voice. “Jimmy…” She said walking in and looking at him in horror

Jim pulled the blanket tighter around him. “You didn’t call, you should have let me know you were stopping by.” He said looking up at her meakly. “I would have cleaned up.”

“if I would have called I wouldn’t have come back. Sorry I am an incon… James what the hell” she said looking worried

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He said frown pulling at the coffers of his lips as he stood from his place on the couch. “Tea?” He said as he walked to the kitchen his steps not as elegant as they had once been.

“yes sure but why?” She said following him worried

He propped the blanket showing of his pajamas having from his frail frame bare feet padding on the floor as he enter the kitchen. “‘Cos that’s what you do when you have company, you offer them tea and ask if their hungry.” He turned on his heal to look at her. “Are you hungry?”

“I have been gone a long time. As also you know what I was talking about.” She was starving but shook her head. She and food were not on good terms right now.

He grabs taking it to the sink and filling it. “Abby I’m fine, if I had meant to kill myself I would have.” He turned to the stove and clicked it on string th pot over the burner.

“that doesn’t make it ok!” She snapped suddenly. The girl that left would have never snapped at him for this. “You have one short life.”

He flinched a bit turning to look at her. “And since when are you sentimental?” He turned back around grabbing them cups from the cupboard. 

“since I left so you wouldn’t have to watch me die!” She quickly regretted her words

“I’m sorry.” His head fell. “I didn’t want you to have to see me like this.”

who?

Yikes…

Abby had come back into London it hadn’t taken long to hunt down her brothers. She had left when they were 20 she had been 18. Graduated high school and just left without a word. She picked the lock. “Jimmy!” She called out opening the door.

Jim’s eyes shot open his head whipping around to look at the door from his place, curled on the couch. “Abby?” He questioned softly his voice scratchy and dry, not moving from his place to greet her.

She stepped in locking the door behind her. She moved towards the voice. “Jimmy…” She said walking in and looking at him in horror

Jim pulled the blanket tighter around him. “You didn’t call, you should have let me know you were stopping by.” He said looking up at her meakly. “I would have cleaned up.”

“if I would have called I wouldn’t have come back. Sorry I am an incon… James what the hell” she said looking worried

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He said frown pulling at the coffers of his lips as he stood from his place on the couch. “Tea?” He said as he walked to the kitchen his steps not as elegant as they had once been.

“yes sure but why?” She said following him worried

He propped the blanket showing of his pajamas having from his frail frame bare feet padding on the floor as he enter the kitchen. “‘Cos that’s what you do when you have company, you offer them tea and ask if their hungry.” He turned on his heal to look at her. “Are you hungry?”

“I have been gone a long time. As also you know what I was talking about.” She was starving but shook her head. She and food were not on good terms right now.

He grabs taking it to the sink and filling it. “Abby I’m fine, if I had meant to kill myself I would have.” He turned to the stove and clicked it on string th pot over the burner.

“that doesn’t make it ok!” She snapped suddenly. The girl that left would have never snapped at him for this. “You have one short life.”

He flinched a bit turning to look at her. “And since when are you sentimental?” He turned back around grabbing them cups from the cupboard. 

“why wouldn’t I be nice to you?” She asked curiously. “I thought we were friends”

“Most people aren’t kind, or if they are it’s certainly not because we’re friends.” He rambled. “You think of me as a friend?”

“yes? Should I not” she asked going to make him tea.

“I would suppose that’s up to you, I don’t mind it if that’s why you’re asking.” He smiled as his eyes followed her.

She got him a cup of tea as well. She came back over

“You aren’t scared around me at all?” He asked taking the cup of tea.

“I am the daughter of a drug lord. I strip for money to pay my father’s wife rent. That might be ex I don’t know. Basically nothing scares me.” she said smiling at him

“I’m a spitting image of one of the most dangerous criminals in all of Europe, bit different then smuggling drugs.” He chuckled. “But I guess I could understand how you become numb to danger, I don’t think anything’s really scared me in a while.”

“you are the most dangerous criminal in probably the world.” She corrected giving him the tea. “I grew up around it…”

“Really I play a small roll my brother handles most of the business.” He said smiling. “Was it hard growing up that way?”

Abby had come back into London it hadn’t taken long to hunt down her brothers. She had left when they were 20 she had been 18. Graduated high school and just left without a word. She picked the lock. “Jimmy!” She called out opening the door.

Jim’s eyes shot open his head whipping around to look at the door from his place, curled on the couch. “Abby?” He questioned softly his voice scratchy and dry, not moving from his place to greet her.

She stepped in locking the door behind her. She moved towards the voice. “Jimmy…” She said walking in and looking at him in horror

Jim pulled the blanket tighter around him. “You didn’t call, you should have let me know you were stopping by.” He said looking up at her meakly. “I would have cleaned up.”

“if I would have called I wouldn’t have come back. Sorry I am an incon… James what the hell” she said looking worried

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He said frown pulling at the coffers of his lips as he stood from his place on the couch. “Tea?” He said as he walked to the kitchen his steps not as elegant as they had once been.

“yes sure but why?” She said following him worried

He propped the blanket showing of his pajamas having from his frail frame bare feet padding on the floor as he enter the kitchen. “‘Cos that’s what you do when you have company, you offer them tea and ask if their hungry.” He turned on his heal to look at her. “Are you hungry?”

“I have been gone a long time. As also you know what I was talking about.” She was starving but shook her head. She and food were not on good terms right now.

He grabs taking it to the sink and filling it. “Abby I’m fine, if I had meant to kill myself I would have.” He turned to the stove and clicked it on string th pot over the burner.

“why wouldn’t I be nice to you?” She asked curiously. “I thought we were friends”

“Most people aren’t kind, or if they are it’s certainly not because we’re friends.” He rambled. “You think of me as a friend?”

“yes? Should I not” she asked going to make him tea.

“I would suppose that’s up to you, I don’t mind it if that’s why you’re asking.” He smiled as his eyes followed her.

She got him a cup of tea as well. She came back over

“You aren’t scared around me at all?” He asked taking the cup of tea.

“I am the daughter of a drug lord. I strip for money to pay my father’s wife rent. That might be ex I don’t know. Basically nothing scares me.” she said smiling at him

“I’m a spitting image of one of the most dangerous criminals in all of Europe, bit different then smuggling drugs.” He chuckled. “But I guess I could understand how you become numb to danger, I don’t think anything’s really scared me in a while.”

“You should always expect the yard, they have nothing better to do with their life’s.” He rolled his eyes.

“I’ll take care of him. You’ve bee seen by the yard now so you’re job will have to change, we will have to avoid you being the center of any high profile jobs. That being said your pay will be taking a cut.” He walked passed her to his desk.

Abby had come back into London it hadn’t taken long to hunt down her brothers. She had left when they were 20 she had been 18. Graduated high school and just left without a word. She picked the lock. “Jimmy!” She called out opening the door.

Jim’s eyes shot open his head whipping around to look at the door from his place, curled on the couch. “Abby?” He questioned softly his voice scratchy and dry, not moving from his place to greet her.

She stepped in locking the door behind her. She moved towards the voice. “Jimmy…” She said walking in and looking at him in horror

Jim pulled the blanket tighter around him. “You didn’t call, you should have let me know you were stopping by.” He said looking up at her meakly. “I would have cleaned up.”

“if I would have called I wouldn’t have come back. Sorry I am an incon… James what the hell” she said looking worried

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He said frown pulling at the coffers of his lips as he stood from his place on the couch. “Tea?” He said as he walked to the kitchen his steps not as elegant as they had once been.

“yes sure but why?” She said following him worried

He propped the blanket showing of his pajamas having from his frail frame bare feet padding on the floor as he enter the kitchen. “‘Cos that’s what you do when you have company, you offer them tea and ask if their hungry.” He turned on his heal to look at her. “Are you hungry?”

“it is never twins! You do not have a twin!” He said getting frustrated “why do you have to lie to me?”

“It’s most definitely a twin Sherlock, what reason do I have to lie?” He cocked a brow his eyes skiming over the detectives face. “If I were lying you’d be able to read it all over my face, right?”

“you mess with my head. It wasn’t the first time”

“It’s a fun head to mess with.” He smirked. “However this time I assure you, Richard and I are twins.”

“no this is a lie” he said frustrated

“Oh don’t be dull Sherlock it’s so bOring.” He rolled his eyes. “Look at the facts.” He shrugged. “I cannot be in two places at once now can I?”

“why wouldn’t I be nice to you?” She asked curiously. “I thought we were friends”

“Most people aren’t kind, or if they are it’s certainly not because we’re friends.” He rambled. “You think of me as a friend?”

“yes? Should I not” she asked going to make him tea.

“I would suppose that’s up to you, I don’t mind it if that’s why you’re asking.” He smiled as his eyes followed her.

She got him a cup of tea as well. She came back over

“You aren’t scared around me at all?” He asked taking the cup of tea.

“You should always expect the yard, they have nothing better to do with their life’s.” He rolled his eyes.

Abby had come back into London it hadn’t taken long to hunt down her brothers. She had left when they were 20 she had been 18. Graduated high school and just left without a word. She picked the lock. “Jimmy!” She called out opening the door.

Jim’s eyes shot open his head whipping around to look at the door from his place, curled on the couch. “Abby?” He questioned softly his voice scratchy and dry, not moving from his place to greet her.

She stepped in locking the door behind her. She moved towards the voice. “Jimmy…” She said walking in and looking at him in horror

Jim pulled the blanket tighter around him. “You didn’t call, you should have let me know you were stopping by.” He said looking up at her meakly. “I would have cleaned up.”

“if I would have called I wouldn’t have come back. Sorry I am an incon… James what the hell” she said looking worried

“Oh don’t look at me like that.” He said frown pulling at the coffers of his lips as he stood from his place on the couch. “Tea?” He said as he walked to the kitchen his steps not as elegant as they had once been.