Two days had past and no look on getting anywhere on finding Sherlock and John knew time was running out. His brother had refused to give him help in case it was a trap to get the antidote off them and kill Sherlock anyway

' Its better if not John, it keeps him safe as well as not losing the last antidote left, there's always a chance that if we give him it he will kill Sherlock on the spot'

'Yes but if we don't by the time we find him it would be too late'

but he still said no and that was it until two days later when Molly and John were in the lab. John had decide that it was too dangerous to get Mary in all of this and someone had to look after the baby so she stayed at home while john got on. she had told him if anything did happen at home she would ring him straight away so here he was without sleep when Mycroft came in.

' what are you doing here' John said

' got this, this morning, one of those 24 hour tapes, still plays to the correct time even if you switch it off and on again'

' is it Sherlock'

' yes, someone wants us to watch him'

John put the dvd into the player and tuned in. there on the screen showed a room. there was Sherlock, and by now the cold and the drug was starting to take affect, he was clearly in pain and was shaking very badly, and as well as that was a shade of blue.

' he's still alive but from what you can see he hasn't got long left'

said a voice from the screen, and the voice was right as even John could hear his breathing was becoming thinner and thinner and pain was getting to him as underneath the shade of blue he was very white.

' someone wants to watch him suffer' John whispered as Sherlock started to scream and throw up in pain,

' turn it off' Molly shouted, 'Turn it off now'

'no, sorry Molly I hate seeing him like this, in so much pain, but if we keep the film on we can work out were he is'

' He right molly, sorry john, should have belived you, we might have found him by now and he wouldnt be like this, looking at him like this makes me think, what if he die's, what would I tell my mother,

this is something i Have never told anyone John, but I promised them i would look out for him and if he dyes i will never forgive myself, we may hate each other and he may hate me but he is still my little brother'

and John for the first time felt sorry of him as he was having to watch his brother suffer and die and he could do nothing about it.

' I know what it's like, I have seen men die before me and never could do anything about it but we will find him Mycroft, I Promise you that'

' John I work for the government, do you think I of all people know about impossible tasks' Mycroft sighed ' I just wish the last thing we talked about was a little kinder that's all'

and with that he went to the table sat down and put his head in his hands'

John went over to the screen and saw that it had changed again, on it this time was a timer and the timer was at that moment was slowly counting down, 'more fun that way' John was thinking ' we see him suffer and see the countdown that will finish it if we don't find him soon- with that John looked at Sherlock and noticed that he was facing the camera, doing just this one move had exhausted him and as he closed his eyes John saw just the one tear fall from his cheek.