"How could you?" Mycroft asked stepping into Sherlock's face.
"I didn't." Sherlock replied looking him in the eyes.
"Really? Because it sure looks like you did." Mycroft replied through his teeth.
"He didn't do anything." Elizabeth said standing at the door. "Not on purpose at least."
All three of them just stood and stared at her.
"I believe Sherlock knows what really happened, and I believe he also knows who he's going to have to turn to next to hide all three of you." she said with a grin.
"Three?" John asked. "Why do I need to hide, I haven't done anything." he added.
"Conviction by association, and I'm afraid you haven't read the rest of the article." she replied.
John grabbed the paper out of Sherlock's hands and turned to the next page.
"Dr. John Watson, a soldier who had a tour in Afghanistan, is both a flatmate and accomplice to Mr. Sherlock Holmes. The experiment in question was first tested on soldiers serving in Afghanistan. It is rumored that Dr. Watson was one of the first soldiers tested on. Upon Mr. Holmes' finding of this top secret information it is rumored that he shared said information with Dr. Watson, who in turn helped publicize the information. Sounds like a classic case of revenge in play. Three men are going down today, the only question is when? One stands accused of treason against the people he is sworn to protect, the other two are accused of bringing him down."
"None of this is true." John said slamming the paper down on the table. He looked down at the table. "Or is part of it true?" he asked looking at Mycroft. "Hmm?"
Mycroft looked at him and then down at the ground.
"Are you going to answer my question?" John asked growing angry.
"Seems like my work is finished, I suggest you all get a move on. Authorities should be here any minute." Elizabeth said turning to leave.
"You just get to walk away now?" Sherlock asked looking at her.
"I think we both know the answer to that question." Elizabeth said over her shoulder. "Oh and by the way you have ten minutes before all evidence is destroyed. Pack quickly." she skipped her way down the stairs.
"Mycroft are you packed?" Sherlock asked.
"Do you think I came over here unprepared?" he replied looking at the door.
"John-"
"I'm going, but it seems to me like I might just be a piece of evidence." he replied looking at Mycroft. He walked down to his room.
"We have less than 9 minutes now, hurry up!" Sherlock said running to his room. "Mycroft do you have the file about the experiments with you?!" he yelled from the other room.
"Why?" he asked. "So you could mail it off to someone else. Why not America this time?" he retorted.
"This is no time for your ego right now!" Sherlock snapped running back into the room. "All three of our lives are at stake!"
"That's funny because your ego seemed to get in the way last night." Mycroft replied.
"That's because I was sure of myself! I knew what was going on." Sherlock replied.
"Funny, because I didn't think you knew that 'Bunny' was the mastermind behind everything, and that she could outsmart you!" Mycroft replied. "Your ego seems to come out when it feels like it, and when it does no one has the right to call you out on it! You're such a child!"
Sherlock's eyes went wide. "What was that?" he asked.
"You're a child." Mycroft repeated slowly.
"Are you two ready to go?" John asked suitcase in hand. "We have about five minutes left."
Sherlock just stared at Mycroft. "My ego is backed up by my talents, what's yours backed up by? Your ability to be a complete kiss-ass?" Sherlock asked.
"I know how to follow orders and do what needs to be done." Mycroft replied.
"You know how to go behind people's backs and do what you think needs to be done, and I have come to conclusion that all you ever think about is your own damn skin! You look out for no one but yourself!"
"I look out-"
"Shut up!" John yelled. "Both of you are egotistical, selfish children who think of nothing to do but pad your already fragile egos that are based on nothing but your own damn gain. Let's just come to that conclusion now. Unless you want to be dead egotistical selfish children I suggest we get the hell out of here." he said grabbing his suitcase and walking out of the door.
Sherlock and Mycroft looked at one another.
"Come along, time waits for no man!" John called.