Hello again my people! Since summer is almost here I decided to start up the sequel. This one is going to be slightly more violent than my other story since you will see some of it from the killers POV and all that so. There will be no rape so no worries on that one. Feel free to throw out suggestions and all that and if anyone has any ideas for a title change please let me know! Not a huge fan of this one but can't really think of another one. Thanks Enjoy!

I DON'T OWN SHERLOCK OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS

Warnings: Violence and slight swearing.

John paid his cab fee and stared up at 221B Baker Street with a huge smile on his face and Chinese takeout in hand. He walked up the stairs and entered the flat. The second he opened the door, John saw Sherlock approach him with a smile on his face. He hugged him and pecked him on the cheek. "How was work John?"

"It was pretty good. Not as many people as I thought there would be. Spring tends to bring the sick out of people." John lightly laughed at his own joke and hugged Sherlock back. He put the food on the small table by the couch not wanting the food anywhere near the kitchen table after seeing the aftermath of one of Sherlock's experiments. "So what exactly is that?" John asked in slight horror after seeing what appeared to be an eye. Sherlock brightened up at the question.

"I was doing an experiment on cow eyes. Just a simple dissection to freshen up my memory a little."

"Was it really necessary?" John looked over at the huge mess that would take a while to clean up and had made the decision that they were eating on the couch.

"Not really but there wasn't much to do today. Lestrade hasn't called about any cases and you were at work all day." Sherlock gave John a slight pout and puppy dog eyes so John wouldn't yell at him over the mess. John gave in and just rolled his eyes at Sherlock.

"Fine but I expect this cleaned up by the time I get home from work tomorrow. Come on I'm starving, let's eat. I brought some Chinese home." John grabbed Sherlock's hand and dragged him to the couch. He handed Sherlock his food before getting his own out. They quietly ate and Sherlock slowly started leaning into John somewhat hesitantly. John could feel Sherlock's nervousness and leaned into him closer, putting his head on his shoulder. Sherlock smiled slightly to himself and placed his head on Johns.

"You know you don't need to be nervous Sherlock." John could feel Sherlock stiffen slightly before melting in to John's touch.

"I'm not nervous." Sherlock being all proud and in denial was cute in John's opinion. He laughed lightly and looked up at Sherlock.

"Of course you're not," John placed their almost finished food on the table and leaned in to kiss Sherlock on the lips. At first Sherlock was shocked and didn't move but then slowly melted into the kiss. They kissed for a while simply enjoying each other's company. Sherlock eventually stopped the kiss and simply cuddled up to John.

It looked slightly awkward to anyone looking at them since Sherlock was taller than John but they felt completely comfortable with it. They were just lying there in the silence, simply listening to the other breath. Neither could believe how lucky they had gotten finding each other.

Sherlock wouldn't ever admit how truly nervous he was about everything. He cared for John and was terrified about ruining their relationship. He was always scared about doing something wrong or stupid and have John either be ashamed of him or laugh at him. He thought that 3 months into the relationship would have calmed him down enough but apparently not.

He had never been in a relationship before and didn't know how fast pace John wanted it all to go. The farthest they had gotten was making out to Sherlock's relief. As much as he didn't want to admit it, the thought of sex scared him. The thought of others having sex didn't alarm him but having to actually perform the act well... that was another thing all together.

He was also scared of the risk he was putting John into. John would be considered a weakness of his and if the right criminal got a hold of him... He couldn't even begin to imagine. If possible, Sherlock cuddled more into John as his own reassurance that he was safe. He looked up at him and John looked down and smiled at him.

"Is something bothering you?" John asked quietly. Sherlock locked eyes with John before looking down and sighing.

"I'm just worried that people may start to use you as bait. You know, capture you and torture you to get my attention or something." Sherlock couldn't look John in the eye. John placed 2 fingers under Sherlock's chin.

"Sherlock look at me," Sherlock looked up at John. "Even if something like that were to happen, I know you would be there to save me. Am I right?" Sherlock gave a small smile.

"Yes John. I will always be there to save you."

"Please don't kill me please ahh!" Lily screamed out in pain as her attacker bound her wrists behind her back with tough rope that was cutting into her wrists during her struggle. Lily was a 22 year old blonde girl, wearing a crop top and some short shorts. After securing her wrists, he had gone down and bound her ankles together. She looked around the room in terror but couldn't see anything. The room was far too dark.

Suddenly a bright light came on causing Lily to shut her eyes from the brightness. She looked up in horror at her attacker and began to scream. The captor looked at her angrily and slapped her shutting her up instantly and poured water all over her. He smiled a malicious smile and went over to a table not far and turned his back to her. Lily was lying on her back on a cold floor and when she looked down, she saw there were multiple paint marks around her.

"Hello beautiful. I seem to be missing a few of my demons back home and you happen to have one in you. There is no way you can stay here on earth when I need to build up my army. You have done enough destruction on the humans for now. You need to save that power for the angels and the God that leads it all." He turned back around and in his hand he held a knife.

"Please! I don't deserve this please!" She sobbed out in fear. He poured more water on her.

"I am Lucifer, I am your master! Say it!" He spilt more water on her as she screamed and sobbed in fear. He kicked her when she didn't respond. "I said fucking say it!"

"You are Lucifer and you are my master!" He smiled down to her and brought the blade down towards her. He got down in between her legs and started carving at her stomach chanting in a foreign language Lily didn't know. She screamed in pain as the blade sliced at her stomach until he was done the carving and looked her right in the eye.

"See you at home my dear." He then stabbed her in the heart. She choked on blood as it filled her lungs and then slowly, her life seeped out of her. He smiled down at her and looked around. "God, the message shall soon be received. We will have our battle."

Opps a little bit of my supernatural fangirl came out. Not a cross over but some small kinda things like having the guy think hes Lucifer and all that will be shown. No Dean or Sam or Cas coming into play just some fun. If you have any questions or ideas please feel free to let me know! Thank you my lovelies! :)

Susan