Chapter 1
*Author's Note: It's now going to alternate between Shinichi's POV and Conan's diary entries. Shinichi has one month to rescue Conan before they kill him. Will he be successful? P.S. If you haven't read 'Where are you Shinichi-niichan yet, I suggest it. It's the prequel to this story.*
"Shinichi-niichan!" To my surprise, standing in the doorway was Conan-otouto. He had a huge smile on his face, and he laughed. "I'm finally here to save you!" He ran to hug me; I wanted to hug him back, but my arms were tied up. "I missed you so much, Shinichi-niichan!"
"I missed you too, Conan-otouto." I'd missed his carefree smiles and laughs. I hadn't even been able to see anyone I knew for the past few weeks. "It seems you solved the mystery I gave you. Good job, little meitantei."
"Let me untie you first, Shinichi-niichan. You must be sore." He started on the knots, expertly untying each one. He was radiating with excitement. So happy to have found me. I was worried though, what if someone caught him? Then what would happen? I didn't want my innocent little brother to be hurt.
With the ropes off, I embraced him at last. It felt so good, I was almost free. Thanks to my little brother. All that was left was getting out. Then I wondered, how did he get in?
"Vermouth and Ai-chan showed me to your room!" he said, answering my unspoken question. "They're really nice people, they helped me save Shinichi-niichan!" My captors were the ones who showed him to me? Well, they weren't as bad as Vodka and Gin, who came in everyday to torture me. They were merely bystanders, making sure I didn't escape. What motive did they have for letting in Conan-otouto?
"Let's get out now." I notioned towards the door, wincing as I got up from the ground. It hurt to move after over a week of being entirely stiff. I looked into the hallway, and saw two doors. The back door and front door. "Which way, Conan-otouto?"
"Front! That's where Vermouth and Ai-chan must be! I need to thank them anyways!" I did owe them a thank-you; if this was really meant to help me that was. We ran to the front, where Vermouth and Haibara were waiting.
"Thank you for helping me save Shinichi-niichan!" Conan said. They smiled at him, it was clear that they liked him.
"I have to thank you two as well," I told them. Vermouth gave me an apologetic smile, while Haibara's smile vanished. Not very polite. We were at the door, and were twisting the knob when Vermouth said something strange.
"I wish you luck, Silver Bullet-kun." Was she talking to me? I turned around to look at her, when I realized both her and Haibara had already disappeared. Weird, really weird. When I opened the door, I realized what must have scared them.
Vodka and Gin, standing in the doorway. They were as surprised as we were, giving us a head start. "Run, Conan-otouto! The back door!" Conan-otouto's face was full of fear, and he looked nothing like the carefree little kid he'd been just moments ago. I pulled on his hand, and instantly he was running with me. Towards the back door. Footsteps came from behind us, and I knew they were on our trail. I opened the door, and entered freedom. I thought Conan-otouto was behind me the entire time. Until I reached the street and realized he wasn't behind me. He hadn't escaped the house. Gin and Vodka must have gotten him. I was about to run back, when I realized it would destroy all of his efforts to break me out. I'd have to find a better way.
Reluctantly and guiltily, I called a cab to take me away. Back home, without Conan-otouto. Looking back at the house where he must still be trapped, I made a promise. I will come back for you Conan-otouto. And that is a promise.