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Semper Fidelis, Part Five
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Title: Semper Fidelis
Rating: Probably an R
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, and am making no profit from their use, more's the pity.
Warnings: Violence, sex
Summary: Written for a kinkmeme prompt: Moriarty frames John and "Anthea" of betrayals which cause both of the Holmes brothers to cut them off. Cue BAMF!John and BAMF!"Anthea" doing their best to clear their names. Both het and slash; Mycroft/Anthea and John/Sherlock.

(Title page by [info]mabivia)

Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four


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Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight

The excitement and BAMFery... another brilliant episode. I will try to remain calm until the next chapter, but it will seriously be difficult.

If this had pages, it would be a page-turner. As it is, I guess you could say it's a link-klicker? But there aren't anymore links to klick D: The suspense is killing me, seriously!

Thanks! And the next part should be up soon!

This chapter is just as action packed as the rest. Was that Sebastion that Anthea killed? GOOD. I want Jim to be upset about that, the bastard. What will he do with John? And why does he want them alive? As always, I can't wait until the next chapter.

Thanks! And I actually mentioned why he wants John aive in the third part...

-has melted into an incomprehensible puddle of happygoo-

Cliffhanger! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

It's killin' me and now John, oh no!


Yes, my cliffhangers are evil, evil things...

Didn't she leave him any guns? I would think that John would still have something of a chance?

This is still one of my current fav fics. I get excited when I see that you have posted. Please update again VERY soon. I have a feeling that it is time for BAMF!Mummy Holmes to step in again.

Thanks! And the next chapter will have more of Mummy :D

I had been waiting for a new update, and now there is one, all I can really describe this chapter is 'nail-biting' with a lot of keyboard smash to accompany. Definitely looking forward to read the next chapter!

....shit. 0_0.....SHIT. You are gonna..torture John...aren't you...you EVIL WOMAN....how could you....

It's weird - John is my favourite character, yet I write some many horrific things happening to him...

Oh that was heartbreaking in the end. John being so stoic and Anthea even sobbing. John being a BAMF but getting so injured he has to stay behind. And now I'm assuming Moriarty's gonna play with him and try and break him.

Thanks! And yes - unfortunately, that's exactly what Moriarty's planning...

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This is simply wonderful and heartbreaking, I was holding my breath for them all the way. But now you just HAVE to update quickly--you can't in good conscience leave us hanging like THAT!

If he was on his own, John would have been tempted to just walk up to the top, but he didn't think Anthea's injured shoulder would appreciate the jarring it was certainly going to get on the stairs.
Huh, I woulda figured that going into a crowded lift would be more jarring to her shoulder. Of course, this is presuming that the Eiffel Tower is jampacked, since it is a popular tourist attraction. I love John's urge to send that cheeky postcard, though. XD

Oh, wireless internet, you are the best. Even though connections are sometimes sketchy at best.

Oh man, Moriarty makes his move, ffffft. Double plus ungood.

... That whole action sequence of John's. Holy fuck, he's a video game character. A badass one. Like Solid Snake only in a cuddly jumper. Want. I appreciate that there were repercussions to his badassery though, cuz for all that I love him, he is not infallible and I love him all the more for it.

“Seb? Be a dear and fetch the good doctor for me?”

Anthea stood over them, the gun from the bedside table clutched in her hands.
ANTHEA'S TURN TO SHINE, damn do I love my ladies.

Oh fuck fuckity fucking fuck, Jooooohhhn. Noooo, they're gonna torture yooouuuuuu. ;o; YOU ARE EVIL, M'DEAR AUTHOR.

“I'll be right,” John assured her.
I'll be alright?

Thanks! And actually stairs are usually worse for those sorts of arm injuries, largely because you're shifting your weight with each step, while lifts are pretty much static.

I figured, what with John being out the army for a while, he'd probably have the muscle memory for moves that, frankly, he just shouldn't do any more.

*happy flail of updating* *ahem* Marvelous chapter!

Okay, so this may be totally and completely awful, but I almost hoped that Anthea and John were taken simply because then they could break out. Then they could sneak out evidence and saunter into their respective partner's favorite places all beat to hell and looking badass and throw it onto Sherlock's lap and Mycroft's desk and just be like, "You are both retards, commence groveling now."

Then they could sneak out evidence and saunter into their respective partner's favorite places all beat to hell and looking badass and throw it onto Sherlock's lap and Mycroft's desk and just be like, "You are both retards, commence groveling now."