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Serbian soldiers yelling-

Sherlock wakes up chained between two pillars of wood. His body aching, from being suspended from the cold metal chains, that dug into his wrists. There were two guards standing near him. The older guard had a cruel merciless face, but the younger, had a worried expression, almost one of remorse. Surely he had been trained for the army recently going by his disheveled uniform. So maybe he wasn't a killing machine yet.

"Just tell us how you got in, and we'll let you go."

Sherlock took one look at the older guards scarred face, and so he began: That scar on your face is definitely a knife wound, and you've recently traveled to Antarctica, the electricity isn't working in your bathroom, an-

"Silence!"

"I told you he's a government spy sir."

"Is that right. Well, let's see if we can make this spy leak his assets," The older guard said while walking suspiciously around the chained figure.

Sherlock new what that meant. Before the incoming blow from a fist struck his body, he closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled, retreating to his mind palace.


Sherlock opened his eyes, and was back in 221.B. Everything from the painted face on the wall, and the dusty furniture remained the same. Except a certain, dank smell of dampness.

Sherlock felt a sharp pain in his stomach, but the feeling gradually went away.

"Hello Sherlock," Molly said, with a slight lilt in her voice.

"What are you doing here Molly?" Sherlock asked.

"Oh Sherlock," Molly replied. "You always need me when your in trouble."

"Sherlock, why aren't you honest with me?" Molly asked. Her face now painted with disappointment.

"I know how you feel about me. Well not me, I mean the other me. So why do you try so hard to hide your feelings?"

Sherlock stared at her white lab coat, into her marble brown eyes, at her flawless alabaster skin. Ever since he first met Molly, he new there was something special about her. But why only now, did he want to take her in his arms, and passionately kiss her again? Why of all people was he experiencing feelings? Why was he having thoughts about her heart pounding against his body while caressing her perfect figure.

WHY?

All these thoughts kept racing in Sherlock's mind. But he didn't want to hurt her, he didn't want to let her down.

Sherlock gestured to Molly to sit on the couch.

"Sherlock your bleeding!" Molly immediately pressed her fingers against his chest to put pressure on the wound.

"You need to focus, now take deep breath."

Sherlock did as he was told.

All of a sudden, everything began to look fuzzy, Molly was slowly disappearing, and the mind palace was fading.

Suddenly, a wave of pain hit him.

"Wake up!" Sherlock was jolted awake by a steel pipe hitting his back.

"If you don't tell me what I need to know, my men will extract it from you!"

Sherlock saw a soldier coming towards him, carrying something in his hand, but it was to far away to make out. As he got closer, Sherlock could see a clear, plastic syringe in his finger tips. Filled to the brim, with a translucent green liquid.

"You will tell me what I want to know, or you'll feel something worse than a pinprick!" the older soldier mocked.

Sherlock concentrated. "Don't tell them anything, resist the drug. Do it for John, do it for Molly, do it for Mrs. Hudson," Sherlock repeated these words over and over.

He was going to make it. He was going to see Molly again and tell her that he loves her. He was going to tell John and Mrs. Hudson he wasn't dead.

...

A shadowy figure walked forward and placed the cold needle on Sherlock's neck, causing him to flinch. "Last chance. How did you break Moriarty's network?"

Sherlock just ignored him, concentrating on a fixed spot on the wall.

"Fine, have it your way"

The detective let out a small moan, as the needle pierced his skin. Causing his captors to grin wickedly. In a few moments, the serum will enter his system. He won't be able to think, and it will be like he has no will of his own. Sherlock had to do something.

I'm currently making chapter 3, so it might be out, sometime next week. If you like this chapter, feel free to review.