She didn\u2019t want to be doing this, who would?\u00a0\u00a0Standing on a moving train with a ray gun pointed at a young boy\u2019s temple, it more than looked bad.\u00a0\u00a0She didn\u2019t have a choice though, she had to get out of there alive.<\/p>\n
Irene sold flowers outside of the great detective\u2019s offices.\u00a0\u00a0He never saw her when he passed her, never paid her any mind at all.\u00a0\u00a0She was in the perfect position to be paid as a spy, and spy she did.\u00a0\u00a0She reported on who entered, who exited and how often the detective left his office out of the back way.\u00a0\u00a0She kept a ledger hidden under her skirts, next to where she held her purse and her dainty yet effective ray gun.\u00a0\u00a0Any woman making her living on the streets needed some protection, protection and a means of income.\u00a0\u00a0Selling flowers only gained her so much, but with the addition of the fee she earned for keeping a keen eye on 221-B Baker street kept her fed with a roof over her head and few coppers left over for her ray gun.<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t need much more than that, so why did she get greedy when he asked her to follow him?<\/p>\n
It all started so innocuous, her employer told her that tomorrow the detective would be leaving in disguise and meeting his companion on a train.\u00a0\u00a0She needed to follow him and when they got to their final destination she was to send a telex indicating where the detective and his companion were staying.<\/p>\n
Everything would have gone well had it been that simple.\u00a0\u00a0It took two train transfers for her to continue to follow the two men, one time she was sure she was made and pretended to be selling flowers on the station platform to throw off the scent.\u00a0\u00a0The great detective wasn\u2019t the only one who was a master of disguise and the quick change.\u00a0\u00a0Her overcoat was reversible and she could go from respectable traveler to low down flower girl in a moment\u2019s notice.\u00a0She kept a plethora of accessories in her handbag for just that reason.<\/p>\n
She was sure she had done well and would follow the two men to their destination until she was confronted on the third train.\u00a0\u00a0His cane creased the center of her newspaper and lowered it till he could see her face.\u00a0\u00a0\u201dI notice everything, what on earth makes you think I wouldn\u2019t notice you?\u201d\u00a0\u00a0Her eyes flitted up to lock eyes with him.\u00a0\u00a0He looked very cross and as she knew from observing him in the past, flirting with him\u00a0\u00a0wouldn\u2019t let her escape this situation.<\/p>\n
What choice did she have?\u00a0\u00a0When the newsboy came down the isle again selling papers and candy she grabbed him and pressed her ray gun to him as fast as she could.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cStay back, I just want out of here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re in a moving train,\u201d\u00a0\u00a0His companion blurted out, \u201cThere isn\u2019t exactly a side door.\u201d<\/p>\n
Irene wrinkled her nose.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cIsn\u2019t there?\u201d\u00a0\u00a0She slowly backed up the isle with the kid in tow, her gaze never leaving his blue eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho sent you?\u201d\u00a0\u00a0He asked her, following her but keeping a good ten feet away.<\/p>\n
She giggled, \u201cOh you ought to know that, he is you nemesis, isn\u2019t he?\u201d She shoved the kid into his arms, \u201cIt\u2019s a Pity Mr. Wayne, I was looking forward to this little holiday of ours.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0She winked and blew a kiss before ducking out the door to between the cars.<\/p>\n
By the time he got out there she was hiding on the roof of the next car, she heard him speak to his companion.\u00a0\u00a0\u201cThe desperation, she must have jumped from the train.\u00a0\u00a0Dick, we can only hope she survived, as for you and I, I fear we will need to change our course once again.\u00a0\u00a0We will switch trains and head to switzerland next.\u201d<\/p>\n
I cross a lot of fandoms on this one which is odd, since I normally don’t meddle in other people’s sandboxes.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
She didn\u2019t want to be doing this, who would?\u00a0\u00a0Standing on a moving train with a ray gun pointed at a young boy\u2019s temple, it more than looked bad.\u00a0\u00a0She didn\u2019t have a choice though, she had to get out of there … Continue reading