-Friends And Enemies.-
-Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who or Sherlock. This is my way of filling in time till Sunday, where nearly the whole of the UK will be flooded.
-Summary: One man. One man helps change the world. But what if that one man was helpless? What if that one man was a bit... tied up? That's when Sherlock steps in.
A lone figure sat in the middle of the warehouse, a slight groan was heard from the figure as the sound of chains echoed throughout the room.
"Wakey Wakey Doctor~" Another man, cleaner and clad in a suit, yelled in the man's ear, grinning as he heard another groan originate from the figure.
"Come on Doctor, I want to have some fun," The man continued, looking like a child on Christmas Day.
"M-M-Moriarty," A sound originated from the man, The Doctor, as he lifted his head up weakly.
"Oh, do stop stuttering Doctor, it doesn't suit you. Not. At. All," The man, Moriarty replied, lifting the Doctor's head up harshly.
The Doctor glared at Moriarty, fire burning in his eyes.
"What do you want," The Doctor said, rolling his eyes slightly.
"Why don't I let you out of your chains and we can have a nice little cup of tea and I'll tell you everything," Moriarty said sarcastically, grinning maniacally.
The Doctor flinched slightly, seeing a laughing blonde man flash through his head. Shaking his head, he thought about his companions, the ones who kept him going.
"Isn't that sweet, thinking about your loving companions," Moriarty walked round the chair, grabbing hold of The Doctor's hair and yanking him back, smiling as he heard the whimper of pain released by The Doctor.
"Pathetic," He spat out, throwing The Doctor's head forward again, walking away.
"Coward," The Doctor murmured, wincing as the chains rubbed against his wrists again, noticing they were bleeding slightly.
"What did you just say?" Moriarty stalked forward, bending down at eye level,
"Wouldn't you like to know?" The Doctor smirked, knowing he was buying himself time as well as having something to hold over Moriarty.
"Hmm," Moriarty hummed slightly, heading towards the door.
"Sweet dreams Doctor. You'll definitely need it," Moriarty walked out, smirking as he left The Doctor in complete darkness.
Once The Doctor noticed that Moriarty was gone, he sighed, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness.
He kicked away the chains from his legs, wincing again as the chains rubbed against his wrists.
He'd probably need the whole night but by morning he'd be out of the chains. And once he was, well, there might be a slight bit of hell to pay.
Sherlock paced back and forth in the flat, checking his watch every 5 or so minutes.
"Sherlock, sit down, he'll be here soon," John finally snapped, getting sick and tired of Sherlock's pacing.
"Yes, you're right, he'll be here," Sherlock sat down exasperated, glancing at the clock again when he felt his pocket vibrate.
Taking out his phone, he noticed it was from Amy.
Have you seen The Doctor? He left around 3 hours ago but I haven't heard from him since.
Sherlock stood up, glancing at his phone before tucking it away again, heading out the door.
"Sherlock? Where are you going?" John stood up as well, glancing at him curiously.
"I'm going to go and find The Doctor," Sherlock replied, a determined glint in his eye before leaving, John running out after him.
"Boss? They took the bait," A gruff voice said, talking down the phone.
"Good," A soft Irish voice replied, smugness radiating off of the voice.
First Chapter done :3 I should have the rest of it done as well soon so yeah...
*Insert Party Hard GIF*