A/N – Sooooo, sorry! I completely forgot about FF! I updated the last couple on Ao3 on my phone. I mean, I've been terrible at updating anyway, but I forgot completely about FF. Sorry! Enjoy!
UnBeta'd. Thanks for reading!
John heard the crackle in his ear before Jim started talking and shot to attention, it felt like hours since he had last been talked to, last moved, it was a relief to know that he hadn't just been abandoned.
"You have enough to move in the room, Johnny, unless you don't want to after all." John gritted his teeth. He felt like a puppet, he had half a mind to not go in the room and find a different route. "Don't be so stubborn, Johnny Boy, I'll start to think that you have issues with authority when playing a game."
John glared at the doorway for a moment before giving in and walking into the room. He didn't flinch as the doors closed noisily and he heard Jim sigh with boredom. He quickly took in his surroundings and walked over to the table, he'd always been quite good at Cluedo, often winning as a child, much to the annoyance of Harry, who always claimed she had been about to guess that. However, he was starting of the game with no hints, which made it a lot trickier. He played his standard first guess: Colonel Mustard, Hall, Candlestick.
There was silence in his ear and nothing happened, he glanced around, looking at a camera. A different voice spoke in his ear, deeper, rougher and obviously someone of lower standing, "You're wrong, I've been instructed to buzz you."
"Who are you?"
"Does it matter?"
John frowned. "Where's Moriarty gone?"
"He" the voice paused and behind the microphone eyes were being rolled, "got bored and wandered off."
John stared in disbelief "Right, of course, because that's what you do when you kidnap someone, walk off half way through, okay then."
The voice said nothing until "Buzz time" and John felt the shock strike, trying to ride it out without showing pain, fully in soldier mode. "At ease." muttered the voice and John relaxed instinctively.
He heard the microphone be put down and then looked around confused. "What the hell is going on?" he shouted to the empty room, knowing he'd get no reply. He sighed and perched on the table, who knew the next time he'd be able to sit down.