Hey, so chapter two. I don't own Sherlock. Thanks to krikanalo for reviewing and krikanalo, Megabat, Feebleplatypus, and spellbound98 for following. Possible update tomorrow. You should also check out my other story in progress An Eye for an Eye. Thanks

Chapter 2

Sherlock

I try to shift so to hide my face, but with him he doesn't need my face. He will see my coat and know exactly who is here with him. I must down play it, act like it's nothing. He is waking up in 2 minutes 36 seconds he will be fully awake. It's just Moriarty and he's chained up to a wall. Nothing to worry about just yet. Now I have to wait. Oh waiting's boring.

Jim

My mind slowly clears as I realize I'm chained to a wall. It must have been Mycroft, but how did he find me. He still thinks I'm dead according to my spies. This isn't his style either. He isn't a chained up to a wall in a dungeon/basement. He's a tied to a chair is a room with one-way mirror. Maybe since Sherlock's gone he's slipped up, but still my spies should have record of that. Unless Mycroft paid them off. Now Sebastian will have to deal with them. My trains of thought were interrupted by a cough. Oh how thick am I, I didn't even realize I wasn't alone. I look to where it came from. I look over to see if it is the guard or another prisoner. Prisoner, I should ask to see how long he's been here when I realize I know him.

I say, "Well done."

Then he responds, "The same to you."

Sherlock

Moriarty does a literal double take and then says, "Well done."

I respond, "The same to you."

He replies, "So any leads?"

"None, I have been more focused on you."

"Me neither. Mycroft was a suspect until I saw you and well then I haven't had a chance."

"First I must figure out how to get out of this room."

Then almost as in answer to my question a man walks in. He comes over to me and unlocks my hands. I immediately act I punch him in the face, but he reacts too quickly and knees me in the crotch. I hear Moriarty chuckle and I keel over and he takes out a weird type of handcuffs. They are definitely cuffs, but don't have a chain. It looks like an 8. He cuffs my hands behind my back and tightens them much tighter than necessary. I know if I struggle too much my wrists will start to bleed.

He yanks me up and pulls me toward the door. We walk down a long hallway until he stops at a room and opens the door. He guides me in. There are two piles of chains on sitting next to two walls opposite each other. He brings me into the middle and walks over to a pile of chains. He lifts it up and I can see that it is attached to the wall he brings it closer I see that it is actually a choke collar used on dogs. He puts it around my neck, and then he does the same with the other one. He pushes me onto my knees and then tightens the chains, so they aren't choking me but if I try to move then they will start to choke. Before the man leaves he walks over and knees me in the gut. I try to move but get choked and stop. The man laughs and then leaves. I am alone in the room with my hands tied behind my back and I'm stuck unable to move. I hear a voice coming over intercom and says, "The great Sherlock Holmes, back from the dead."