Watching silently beside Sherlock, face not visible, it was hard to miss just how Jim vibrated next to his captive. Such a fun game! If John didn't join them, that was fine. He faced a long walk to the tube and then a few cross overs between lines before a long walk home. That would be misery enough.

On the video, John obviously had his hand against his forehead before it dropped back down to his waist. "Just-- Stay out of my things-- I swear to-- I'll see you at home."

He was angry when he hung up the Phone and Jim sounded delighted as he rocked forward in a laugh and John moved back out into the snow. He rushed to the window to watch the black dot of Sherlock's pet try to decide which way to walk for the closest way home and watched even more excitedly as the lapdog finally looked up!

Jim even waved. And that sent John charging back into the building. "Jim and John. Sherlock and Sebastian. Two soldiers. Two crack shots. Two mental cases. Two geniuses. We fit so wonderfully," Moriarty mused and rubbed his hands.