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Thanks go to Madyamisam for the brilliant editing, any mistakes that remain are my own.
Chapter Twenty Nine
Mycroft set John down on the ground as Sherlock took up his hand and the two of them ran off in the direction of the climbing frame. The British Government couldn't help but shake his head, as he and Greg made their way over to the benches and sat down. Watching as the two climbed up to the top and over the bridge. It was getting close to dinner time already as they had spent most of the day in the house but they had decided to still go out even as the light began to fade from the sky.
"They really enjoy climbing, don't they?" Greg commented with a smile on his face.
"Yes, though it does make me worry at times." Mycroft replied as he turned to his friend. "They have a penchant for getting into trouble, or it finds them quickly, and with them climbing everywhere as well, I have no doubt they will send me grey before my time." He joked lightly.
Greg laughed as he told Mycroft, "Lucky you, someone sent me grey the moment I met them."
Mycroft chuckled as he nodded, "I can see where you are coming from, I would blame him as well."
Greg nodded as he looked back towards the children as they reached the last level on the climbing frame, "To be honest, I do miss him and his little friend." He said softly.
Mycroft nodded, "While it is novel for a while, I admit I miss my brother." He whispered softly.
"Argh!" came a scream from behind them.
Mycroft and Greg turned around and saw two people, a male and female arguing loudly as the woman tried to throw a punch towards the man. The man dodge it and hit back. Greg got up allowing his copper persona to take over as he went over to break up the fight. Parents from around the park were now watching as Greg got in the middle of the fight and broke it up as quickly as he could.
Sherlock and John climbed down from the climbing frame to head over to Mycroft to see what was going on better. Arms grabbed them as something was pressed over their mouths to stop them from screaming out for help. Their eyes were wide as they watched the figures of Greg and Mycroft become smaller as they were taken from the park.
Sherlock began to struggle as hard as he could as he tried to get free and to call out to his brother before he could no longer see him.
"Karl, hit him," the one holding Sherlock ordered.
Someone came up to him as they ran and hit Sherlock over the head. Sherlock became dazed and dizzy as he stopped fighting. This only caused John to become aggressive as he too tried to get free. It wasn't long before they came to a van. He and Sherlock were thrown inside, John crying out as he landed painfully on his side. Sherlock lay dazed beside him.
John crawled over to his friend and looked him over, he stroked his hair and called out, "Alexss," he whispered, not sure if he should use their real names, it could be trouble if he did.
"Mar…" Sherlock began and ended up groaning as his head throbbed as someone got in the back with them.
John's arm was grabbed as he was pulled away from Sherlock and almost thrown into the side of the van as it began to move away, "Keep quiet and we won't hurt you. You talk or get on our nerves too much. I won't hesitate to break an arm. ." The man in the back of the van warned them.
John looked at them as Sherlock nods in agreement. John was let near him again from where he had been pushed. John went back to soothing Sherlock as the van carried on moving. It was a little while later the van came to a stop. The man in the back picked up Sherlock and the back of the van opened as someone reached in and grabbed John.
They were taken into a building and put in a room, the three that had taken them stayed in the room as two more walked in.
"So these are the two?" one of the newcomers asked as he looked to the kids.
"Yes boss, they have been seen with him on several occasions." The one that had threatened the kids answered him.
"Good," he nodded.
Sherlock was a little more aware as John carried on soothing him, "Are you okays now?" John whispered as he leaned closer.
"Yes," Sherlock mumbled as he tried to sit up through his dizziness.
"Do you know who theys are atss all?" John then asked him, curious and worried.
Sherlock looked to them and observed them a little, "I recognised the boss. His brother is up in court in around a week, looking at 25 to life if convicted of the murders." He told John, remembering a file that had been in Greg's office when they had gone there.
John nodded and then wondered, "Whats do theys wants withs usss?"
Sherlock didn't have to even think as he answered, "I would say that they are trying to get Greg not to testify, it is his testimony that will put away Patrick O'Carroll. We may be used as a way to bribe Greg. I believe he is also protecting a star witness as well."
"So they'lls conthacths Greg and geths hims tho complys and maybe tho thrya and geths thos thes withnessss?" John asked, even though he already knew the answer to that.
"I have no doubt that they will, but after that, I don't know what they are planning to do with us, so we have to be patient." Sherlock told him as he made sure John was looking at him, he could see the fear in his eyes.
John nodded a little as he then said, "Okays."
"I have no doubt that Greg and Mycroft will soon notice that we are missing, they will come for us, no matter what and with Mycroft on it, it should not be long." Sherlock reassured him as he took hold of John's hand and pulled him to him and held him, soothing him.
"We could thry and esscapes?" John suggested, he just wanted to get out of there and back home.
Sherlock shook his head slightly as he told him, "No, that won't work, we are too small and not quite quick enough at the moment and I am still feeling a little dizzy from when that idiot hit me."
John looked him and could see that Sherlock had a slight concussion, "Okays," he told him.
"I thought I told you kids to keep quiet." Came a voice from someone that was now standing above them. He lashed out a hand as he caught John around the face.
John cried out as his face stung, he was pulled away from Sherlock and held up by his arm, "Leths me goss!" he screamed kicking out automatically as his shoulder began to hurt and he struggled to get free.
"I said to be quiet," the man shook John a little before he dropped him to the ground and kicked out at him.
"Marty!" Sherlock called out as he tried to get to his friend.
Someone grabbed the other guy by the shoulder and said, "Stop, they're kids don't forget that. They're scared,"
"I don't care! I told them to keep quiet." He growled as the younger boy was trying to get out of the man's grip.
"Kev stop, leave the room." Said the boss man.
The man growled as glared down at the two children, Sherlock then hurried towards John's side, who was now crying and curled in on himself. Sherlock wrapped his arms around him and rocked him while silently assessing for injuries. Sherlock looked to the man as he was leaving the room and glared at him.
"I'm sorry about that," the man said as he knelt down to the two of them, "We just need you to behave, do what we say and we'll promise that we won't hurt you again. I'll also keep Kev away." He smiled, though John and Sherlock could see the ruthlessness behind the voice.
"Make sure he stays away from Marty," Sherlock demanded, making sure to keep up the pretence of a naive and frightened child.
"Okay, I will. Can I see Marty?" he then asked as he looked to the kid, wanting to make sure he hadn't been hurt too badly, it wouldn't do to start this off on the wrong foot if he wanted the kids to comply with him.
Sherlock could see what the other was really after, a bond of trust between them, the nice guy that want's to nodded his head a little and looked at John, John could tell what was going on through his tears. When he felt Sherlock let him go and when this strange man tried to take him he did struggle but only until the man was holding him and rocking him.
"I'm sorry for Kev, let's make sure you're okay." He smiled at the younger of the two children and then looked him over, though he wasn't really doing it to be kind, "You'll be okay, now shush." He said as he rocked him and stayed close to where Sherlock was sitting.
"Who are you?" Sherlock asked him, watching him closely, but trying to seem like he was open to the man.
"I'm Colin," he introduced himself to them both as John began to calm down as the pain in his face, arm and shoulder started to ease off.
"Hello," Sherlock told him, "I'm Alex and that's my little brother Marty."
"Hello Alex," Colin smiled to him as he stroked a calming hand over John's back, though really it did anything but.
The two kids stared at him and waited for him to say what he really wanted with them. Colin thought he had the two of them fooled as the rest of the men left the room and left him with the two children.
"Right kids, I will be needing your help, alright? I need to get a message to Greg Lestrade." He flashed a demure smile while he explained, as though he was sharing a secret.
Sherlock pretended to listen as he said, "You know Uncle Greg?"
"I do and I need his help with something, that's why you two are are going to help me get your Uncle Greg to do something that will help my brother." He grinned at them..
John looked at him and whispered. "Uncle Gregs likess tho help peoples, he'ss a policeman."
"I know and that's why I need your help. Because normally I wouldn't be able to talk with your Uncle Greg at all but with you two here, I know that this time he will be able to listen to me and help me." He grinned, thinking he had them beat and that they would now help him in getting his brother out of jail and off from the case.
John and Sherlock nodded as Sherlock was the one to say, "Of course we'll help you, Uncle Greg would be really sad if we didn't help someone that was in trouble."
"Right I have to go for a bit, but I promise that no one else will come in for a bit all right?" he said as he set John down next to Sherlock.
"Okay," Sherlock nodded as he pulled John to him and held him.
Colin walked out of the room to go and talk to his men about what he had been able to get out of the children. Sherlock and John shared a look, they would have to come up with something that would help them to get out of this and would be able to get it through to Mycroft and Greg. They wanted to go home, and they wanted to go home now.
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