Chapter 1: Events
*Hospital*
"This shouldn't have happened… It must be a nightmare." I told myself until Mycroft brought me back to reality.
"John! Tell me what happened!" Mycroft told me.
I looked at him and said, "Moriarty called us and told us he kidnapped Molly and Greg, and that if we informed you or someone else about him, then, Moriarty would kill them. He told us where they were and we went there. Then… Then… Everything went to hell."
"John, I-" I interrupted Mycroft by asking him, "How are Greg and Molly doing?"
"They're both still in a coma." He told me.
"Bloody hell." I said as I looked at the floor.
"John, you need some medical attention yourself." Mycroft told me.
"Compare to those two, I'm fine." I told him as I tried to get up from the bed I was in. But, Mycroft stopped me and told me, "John, you have multiple bruises, broken bones, and a concussion. You must rest!"
"Have you found Sherlock yet?" I asked him.
"No. There's still no trace of her." Mycroft said with a tone that was close to fear and worry.
"Sherlock, where are you?" I thought.
*Somewhere*
Sherlock open her eyes and realized that she was in a luxurious white room that, asides from the bed she was chained to, had no furniture, no windows and a closed door. Basically, a prison.
When the door opened, Sherlock didn't even bother to see who it was because she already knew who it was.
"What's wrong, dear? Do I have something on my face?" He asked.
"Was this the reason why you almost killed Molly and Greg? To have me naked and bound in this bed? Honestly, Moriarty, this is pathetic even for you." Sherlock said while not looking at Moriarty, who got closer to her.
"You really hate me that much, dear?" Moriarty said to which Sherlock looked at him.
"You have no idea." Sherlock told him as Moriarty began caressing her breasts to which Sherlock used to her advantage to spit at his face.
Moriarty stop caressing her breasts and asked her, "Do you want to know why you're here? Or, have you already deduced it?"
"You're angry that John and I have slept together." Sherlock said.
"You're right." Moriarty said with a sour tone which made Sherlock smile. But, Moriarty squeezed one of Sherlock's breast and whispered to her, "But, you'll love me."
"Over my dead body!" Sherlock said as she almost managed to bite Moriarty, who grabbed her face.
"I don't think we'll have to go to those levels, dear." Moriarty said while he stepped back, let go of Sherlock and began undressing.
"I have found a way that will make you forget Johnny Boy and love me instead. But, until then, we'll have our fun, dear." Moriarty said while he was naked and approaching Sherlock.
Author's Note
I'm sorry for my long absence. Things have been really busy in my life. Anyways, I have written this fanfic. Some info on my new fanfic: Sherlock is a woman, Mary and Eurus don't exist in my fanfic universe, and Sherlock and John have been sleeping together for around two days. That's all.