Author's note: 10/60.
Pairing: Anderson x Sherlock
Warnings: Pre – slash (I guess), poisonous snake
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock.
Paralysis
Anderson stood still, cursing at the fact that the criminal trapped him in a room with a deadly snake whose poison would paralyse you so it could eat you alive. And he did that after breaking his leg so he couldn't move somewhere the snake wouldn't reach him. His only hope was that someone would find him before it was too late.
Seeing the snake approach, Philip closed his eyes and said his goodbyes when the door suddenly opened. Opening his eyes, Anderson saw Sherlock and breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how much he teased him of the opposite, Sherlock would never leave him to die. They were, in a manner, friends.
Sherlock picked up the snake with the ease of someone used to picking up poisonous snakes without hurting themselves. Approaching it's cage that the criminal had stupidly left in the room, he shut it inside and then run to Philip's side.
Lifting him up in his arms gently, he headed outside to call an ambulance and inform Lestrade that he had found his missing teammate. "Thank you Sherlock." Phillip whispered before he closed his eyes, the pain proving to be too much for him.
"You're welcome." Sherlock whispered as he kissed Phillip's forehead, thanking the God that he had found him in time.