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[Mary raises an eyebrow.]

That's the advice you're leaving your mun with?

[She mutters something of "explains why Sherlock defeated you."]

[This depends entirely on whether or not you believe the final problem was ever actually solved. ~~But S4 is whenever away and we are not speculating, because clearly, we're insane enough already.~~]

Mary. It's lovely to finally meet you.

Is it? Lovely?

[And who's to say what's up with Mary... oh the anxiety of waiting.]

I take it my reputation proceeds me.

I'm practically giddy about it. Haven't missed the baby shower, have I?

[Mary doesn't like that question at all.]

Depends on the day...

Don't you worry. Uncle Jim wouldn't miss it.

I'm so glad to hear it.

[Sarcasm.]

Though, You're not as disturbing as I thought.

[No Magnussen takes that place.]

Sherlock's been telling stories, I see. Don't believe a word of it. He's not half the story teller I am.

Well, at least some things are true about you. Obsessed with Sherlock.

[So much so, blinded by the fact that John would have told her, obviously.]

The rest of you shouldn't be so boring.

[Mary smirks.]

Sherlock didn't find me boring...

Has he got a new live-in yet? He'd grown so accustomed to having a pet.

[As if Jim doesn't already know.]

Why do you think I would know? Or tell?

You are good with secrets, aren't you, Mary?

I have my moments. I hear I'm better at lying, though.

Lying's easy. Everyone's so eager to accept what you spoonfeed them.

It wasn't "everyone" I was worried about lying to...

We're going to have fun together, Mary. I can just tell.

You can believe whatever you like, Mr Moriarty.

Come, now. It's Jim.

[Mary raises an eyebrow.]

Is it?

Unless you can think of something better.

Rumor has it, you have a brother...

[Mary's taking book knowledge, because, it's fun.]

[Damn you, Mary. We haven't made any kind of firm decision on that yet. Because stupid canon.]

You should hear what they say about you.

Oh? Which ones have you heard? Because the ones I've heard.... would explain your interest in the baby shower.

[She can play this game better than you, Jim, because she has something you don't: Sanity.]

[Pfft. Sanity.]

Oh, a few here, a few there. Of course I don't listen to any of them. I can see the truth of things.

[Most importantly? Sherlock's heart is getting bigger. Burn, baby, burn.]

[But Sherlock has Mary to protect him now and do things John would never dream of...]

Well, you're making a lot of assumptions there. And you know what they say about those...

[Oh, Mary. He employs people like you. But you are an interesting little creature, carrying an even littler interesting creature.]

As you say, I believe what I like.

[She knows. She's met some, probably killed some. Stay far away from the kid, if you know what's good for you, Jim.]

Too bad, those beliefs usually have a bad end for you.

["Dear Jim,

Turns out mum's a lying whore. You were right all along.

Please fix it for me.

~Watson"

He cannot. Wait.]

And yet here I am.

[Keep waiting, Jim'll meet the same end as Magnussen.]

... For now.

I wouldn't plan my goodbye party just yet.

The kind of 'goodbye' I'm planning for you, you won't need a party.

[Jim threatened her child, there won't be enough of him left.]

Pleased to meet you, Mister Moriarty.

Edited (tenses?) 2014-03-30 00:13 (UTC)

Are you?

Possibly.

After all, I'm not with them.

Is that supposed to make a difference?

It might, if one were looking for a certain assistance to help repay old debts.

You think I need assistance?

No. Plainly speaking, I am the one who requires assistance in said collection activities.

I am curious to know what your fee would be.

Ahh. Well, now, that would depend entirely on what kind of assistance you're looking for, love.

Mycroft Holmes has a pretty assistant slash bodyguard. I have already caused her be checked in St Thomas Hospital with a pair of bullet holes. She needs to delivered to the old Holloway Sanatorium, alive yes, but worse for wear would be perfectly acceptable.

In exchange, I have available to me certain artistic talents you might find useful, specifically the ability to locate paintings that were 'lost' or 'missing' or never existed in the first place.