Sherlock approached the doctor, "Why are you helping us?"
The doctor looked a bit confused, "Because you asked?"
"You're interest in Elise, what is it?" asked Sherlock.
"I really didn't take you for the jealous husband type." he said seeing Sherlock was in no joking mood. He had to wonder if that mood existed for him. "I want her happy."
"Yes, why?" said Sherlock continuing his interrogation.
"Look, I don't mean to break this up but we need to find Elise." said John.
The doctor and Sherlock just stared at one another.
"Please, this, later." John said motioning to the two.
Elise didn't know what to think. She was furious he kissed her. Ben made no sense. He claimed to have saved her from a world that would end whenever this 'show' ended. It made no sense to Elise, but why should anything make sense now? The doctor said they were each separate realities. He never said one would end? She felt Ben' words were only to justifying his actions. For the first time she truly felt a sense of where she belonged and it wasn't here with Ben. But if the doctor didn't come, it was all she had. It was some time before Ben returned. He carried a tray with him.
"I thought perhaps you were hungry." he said placing the tray by the bed.
"Thank you." she said.
He sat down next to her on the bed. She kept her eye on him.
"I'm not as bad as you think." said Ben.
"Really? Kissing me without permission makes one not so great in my book." she said looking him in the eye to see his reaction.
"Elise, please, you have to give me a chance." he said.
"Why do you look like him?" she asked.
"Perhaps he looks like me." he replied.
The two sat staring at one another.
"What makes you feel your relationship with him is real?" he asked breaking the silence.
She looked at him confused.
"Perhaps there is a reason you can't remember." he said.
"You have no right to say anything about me." she said getting upset.
"Why would you blindly believe him? He is fictional?" he said.
"In your world he is fictional? From what I'm told-" she said but was cut off.
"Yes, from what you are told. Why is it you believe everyone but me?" he asked. "The doctor? He's clearly-"
"The doctor has done nothing to hurt me. You have." she interrupted.
"What? What have I done?" he asked.
"You took me." she said.
"To save you." he said. His eyes pleading with her to believe him. She could tell he truly believed it. "The doctor may not be as trustworthy as you think."
"Right, of course, can anyone just say something that is clear and that doesn't create another question?" she asked irritated.
"You care for him?" he asked.
"Why do you care?" she asked. "What is it about me that made you decide to take me from where I lived. Who are you? Who does that?"
"Someone who doesn't know their limits." came the voice.
Elise turned to see Sherlock followed by the doctor and John walking into the room. She began to hurry towards then but Ben jumped to his feet placing himself between Elise and the men. "How did you get in here!" he shouted angrily. Sherlock looked with concern at Elise. She met his gaze nodding she was OK.
"We're here for Elise." said the doctor.
"I didn't think you'd find us. A bit disappointed you did. And she's not going anywhere. Typical answer, eh?" said Ben.
"I'd rather expected it from you." said the doctor. "And I'm sure you know we can't accept that answer.."
"Of course." said Ben. And that's why I brought this." he said pulling a gun from his jacket pocket.
"I can end you're story now." said Ben.
"How brave, killing the defenseless." said Sherlock keeping eyes on him.
"I'm saving her life." he said. "If you love her you'll let her stay."
"Enough." said the doctor. "We don't have time for this."
"You have some place to be?" asked Ben.
"Well yes, actually." said the doctor, "But that's not the point."
"What is the point?" asked Ben readying the gun.
Sherlock stepped forward. "What are you waiting for? You kill me you cease to exist and from what I've seen you haven't thought that through."
Elise looked shocked as the doctor looked to her.
"Had you told Elise that?" asked Sherlock. Ben glanced to Elise.
"Doctor?" she said feeling panic.
"No, I kill you I have her to myself. You don't exist." said Ben keeping the gun on Sherlock.
Elise had heard enough. She began to approach Ben. Sherlock shouted to distract him. As Ben turned to look at him, Elise easily took the gun from his hand.
She turned the gun on Ben. As Sherlock approached she turned to point it at him. "Enough!" she screamed through tears, "Enough."
"Elise-" said Sherlock confused.
"You both stay right there. I'm tired of the constant questions. I need to know what is going on." she said as the gun wavered in her hand.
"Elise, you wouldn't-" said Ben approaching.
Elise pointed the gun at the corner of the ceiling and fired one shot. "I would." she said with a fierce look in her eye. She was so focused on Ben and Sherlock she didn't even see the doctor and John walk carefully alongside her. The doctor placed a hand upon her wrist holding the gun to gently lower it. "Elise, please."
Her head spun to see the doctor now standing next to her. Tears fell down her cheeks as John took the gun from her hand. "It will be ok." John said as he reassuringly touched her arm.
She turned back to the doctor, "How? How is this going to be ok?" she said.
He looked at her with a sympathetic sadness. "I know this hurts right now, but in your heart you know the truth."
The tears still streamed down her face, "I don't. I'm not sure I ever will."
He looked down at her. He pulled her close to hold her tight. With her face buried in his jacket she said, " I want you to take me home but I don't know where home is."