Chapter 10

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Moriarty disappeared and the screen had the recording back to John and Sherlock in the van. The van stopped and the side door opened, most of the man jumped out but two stayed behind.

One of them untied the ropes and he had an odd look on his face. He didn't look happy. He looked at the two children's faces and gave a tiny smile.

"It's alright." He mouthed. John looked closely at the man and then looked at Sherlock who just looked to be in deep thought.

The bald man behind them said "Hurry up! We need to move!" to the man.

Sherlock and John stood and John immediately gripped onto Sherlock's sleeve.

The bald man jumped out of the van.

"We'll carry you for a bit; don't want you getting any clever ideas when you are near civilisation, hey." He grumbled and held his arms out.

Sherlock pulled his arm away from John and walked to the door of the van. John reached out for him and Sherlock turned back and nodded at John. It was now clear what Sherlock wanted. He wanted to be with the grumpier man so that John got the kinder man. John had a frown but nodded back anyway.

"Hurry up!" the bald man shouted.

Sherlock reluctantly reached out for the man and he roughly pulled Sherlock to him, resting the five year old on his hip.

"No funny business." He said to Sherlock and walked towards the group of other men.

John looked at the kinder man and smiled unsurely. The man jumped out of the truck and in the new light he saw the man was about twenty eight and had green eyes and brown hair. He had very kind eyes.

John reached out to him and the man picked him up, settling John on his hip.

"If you stay calm it won't be so bad." The man whispered and strolled over to the group and was handed a torch.

"A two hour walk if we walk at a good speed." One man said.

"Follow!" another shouted and the group who all had torches began walking. John looked around for the man with Sherlock and then leaned in to the kind man "Take me to Sherlock" John whispered.

The man started walking slightly faster to catch up.

"What, so this man was helping you?" Donavon asked to nobody.

"It seems so." John said.

Everyone turned back to the television as John's carrier came in line with Sherlock's carrier. John and Sherlock were next to each other and Sherlock reached out for John's hand.

"Thank you." John whispered.

Sherlock shrugged and the screen changed to them still walking in the dark fields.

"Right, let them walk!" a man shouted from the front of the group.

"They put you down? You could have got lost or something!" Molly said and then her cheeks coloured pink in embarrassment.

Sherlock and John were put on the floor and they walked side by side, hand in hand. The bald man ran off to talk to others but the kind man stayed by their side.

"Sherlock, where are we?" John whispered.

"I don't know, nowhere near home." Sherlock whispered back, his voice was shaking.

"Don't be scared, Sherlock. I won't let anything bad happen to you." John said. Sherlock smiled at him.

"You can't promise me that." Sherlock said.

"I can try my best." John said.

They walked in silence and then Sherlock shouted out "Where are we going?"

Some of the men grumbled in irritation "Somewhere far away." One man said.

"Why do you want us?" John asked.

"You'll understand, all in good time." The same man said and laughed.

"Don't worry, Sherlock, mummy and daddy will find us." John said.

"I know." Sherlock whispered back.

The screen changed to them all walking in a wooded area of land. Sherlock and John looked tired and began walking more slowly.

"Oh god, you're getting tired." Rose said with worry.

Sherlock stumbled and John caught him before he fell.

The kind man noticed and John looked up at him.

"Can you carry him, please?" John asked as he held Sherlock's weight and his brother's eyes drooped.

"No he can't. You'll walk brats" A man shouted.

"Sorry." The kind man whispered.

John nodded and then said "Sherlock, I'll give you a piggy back. Sleep." John said.

Sherlock was too tired to protest and he climbed onto John's back and put his arms around his twins' neck and fell asleep, his head lolling onto John's shoulder.

"That's so cute." Donavon said and then covered her mouth with her hand.

Sherlock smirked and John huffed "It's not that cute." John said.

"Yes it is." Harry said.

John smiled at her.

They turned back to the television.

"We're about half an hour away now!" Someone shouted.

Moriarty reappeared "Aww well wasn't that adorable. So powerful, the love of the brothers. And John kept walking. That tired little boy kept on walking, carried Sherlock all the way." Moriarty said.

"Just get on with it Moriarty!" John shouted.

"Oooh, Doctor John is turning into soldier John. I like it." Moriarty smiled.

Moriarty faded away and the image was replaced by Sherlock and John sat in a dark large room. They both sat against a wall.

"You sleep John. I'll stay awake and make sure nobody hurts us." Sherlock suggested.

"I can't sleep." John stated.

Sherlock gave a small laugh "Isn't that what I say?" he asked.

John smiled.

"I'll try." John said and closed his eyes.

Sherlock smiled.

"I won't let anything bad happen to you either." Sherlock said. John smiled.

Author's note: Hope you enjoyed it! Please review! Thanks!