Sherlock wandered around the flat, he was ridiculously bored. John had hidden everything the gun, the cigarettes and his violin. The only reason John had taken the violin was it was three o'clock in the morning. Sherlock paced back and forth until he heard the ding of his phone. Slowly he picked it up and stared at the text "hmm" he said quietly. The text read ' Come play, 11 arch bridge-way street JM xoxo'. He scowled at the use of the X's and O's, Why was this man so obsessed with him. Sherlock sat in the chair in his thinking position.
Eventually he decided too go meet Jim at this abandoned house. He got changed out of his pyjamas and slipped into his normal clothes. Sherlock ran out the door and got a cab to the house, his phone dinged again the text read 'Hurry Sherlock , daddy's waiting JM xoxo'. He again scowled at the way that awful man worded things. Once the cab had stopped, he got out stuffing the gun further into his pocket. Slowly he opened the door to the house which was falling a part. His icy blue eyes scanned the room and he heard the sound of footsteps coming from upstairs. Sherlock creeped up the stairs trying to make noise. He had finally reached the top without making a noise. Quietly he headed towards the noise of the footsteps, suddenly he felt a hand clasp right around his mouth and he smelt a faint smell of something and a sharp jab in his bicep . His eyelids became heavy and he passed out.
Jim smirked at the thin man who was laying on the floor, he grinned ear to ear. 'Oh now I have that pompous twat all to myself that little johnny won't ruin one thing' he thought to himself. He shouted to his blonde companion to carry the detective upstairs and restrain him. Once Moran was done tying the raven haired man to the grubby, metal bed . Sherlock's weary eyes slowly opened, though his vision was blurry he could make out what he was tied too. Panic quickly set in he tugged at the restraints weakly as the drug hadn't left his body. His eyes flickered towards the heavy footfalls entering the room. Sherlock looked at the big built blonde man, he screamed loudly panicking he might act like a smart arse half the time but this situation made the fear stir in his stomach. "You better shut up virgin or I will gag you" Jim stood up from the seat in the corner. Sherlock let out a louder scream which resembled Johns name. "No use virgin boy, Johns probably away shagging Mary he doesn't care about you anymore. You are just the little useless druggie virgin that he used for company!" The criminal snarled gagging the detective. Sherlock was petrified, James waved a needle about full of heroin "Do you want some of daddy's special medicine, sherly?" The detectives eyes followed the syringe, he wanted the drugs desperately. He nodded eagerly "All for free sherly" The criminal smirked and injected it in his forearm. Sherlock's body became a lot more relaxed and he didn't shout when they removed the gag from his mouth.
The next evening they moved him to Jim's flat, eventually and gradually Sherlock fell in love with the criminal. It was a long period of time until they got together.
