Bored - Superwholock

Sherlock needed another distraction. So did Jim. So it was no surprise that Sherlock's phone rang again.

“I'll tell you my plans if you tell me yours” Jim taunted over the line.

“I don't think it's that easy.” Sherlock answered. “You've got the other teams busy and you just need to make another call and they go back to defusing the next problem.”

“But I'm bored” Sherlock could almost hear Jim cracking his neck, the way he did on the jewel heist video. “I think we need to crank it up a notch”.

Sherlock's mind danced over the pattern of attacks so far. Each one thwarted in the nick of time, but causing a great deal of temporal instability even in success. It meant that future attacks at those locations would be less detectable, and that enough places close enough together were targeted.

“The Rift.” Sherlock shot back to reality. “Very good” Chimed Jim. “You know, that USB they have been coordinating off of, it's not as isolated as they like to think”

A new pattern emerged in Sherlock's mind at those words. The USB sending back information on the Rift's activities. Minor disturbances being tracked and analyzed, exploited and harnessed. Soon it wouldn't be little explosions and murders to worry about, but the Rift itself going haywire, bringing all of time back to the 20^th century.