The Unexpected Arrival 15 (Parent!Lock)

"I sent a text to your flatmate," Moriarty mentioned as he strolled around the car park with his hands behind his back, "He'll be here soon."
"He'll bring police," Sherlock snarled through gritted teeth, "The armed response unit, he'll get you arrested."
Moriarty paused and smiled, "No he won't!" Moriarty smiled, "I told him if I see a single officer, Mrs. Hudson says goodbye."
"So predictable Moriarty, with your gunmen and your bombs."
"If it ain't broke, don't fix it."
"It's getting quite boring." Sherlock teased, allowing a smile to creep across his face.
"Oh no, quite the opposite," Moriarty laughed, "I'm actually having fun!" He stopped strolling and stood above Sherlock, "I mean look at you now. And in the end, it was easy."
"You're a monster."
"Oh no no no," Moriarty crouched so he was at Sherlock's height, "I am you." His expression turned darkly serious, "You need me Sherlock. Without me, you're nothing."
"I don't need anyone."
"Oh now we both know that's not quite true."

"John please may I come with you?"
"No Hamish, stay here, this is going to be dangerous."
"I want to save Serlock," Hamish wriggled off the armchair and scurried over to John, "Please?"
"You can't Hamish, you'd be a liability."
"I won't be a liblib.. liablia... liebil.. I'll be good! I'll be quiet."
"No Hamish, sorry." John turned and made his way out of the flat, shrugging on his coat, "I don't know when I'll be back Mrs. Hudson, if you could put Hamish to bed that would be lovely."
"Right Hamish, let's get some spaghetti hoops on."
"John forgot his gun." Hamish mentioned, "It's in his bedroom."
"Oh dear," Mrs. Hudson put her hand over her mouth in worry, "What should we do?"