The Doctor, Graham, Ryan and Yasmine had gone to find whoever Sherlock was looking for. They didn't even really know who they were looking for but the Doctor knew that Sherlock would only ask for help when it really mattered.
It was growing dark as the four made their way back to the TARDIS. They had their torches out just in case they found anything that would lead them to finding Sherlock's friend.
"We'll have to look in the morning." Yasmin yawned as the other three were nearly as tired as she was.
"Let's hope they haven't got into too much trouble." Graham said, keeping spirits and the crowd around him up.
"I'm sure they wouldn't have." The Doctor agreed with Graham.
Yasmin and Ryan entered the TARDIS first. The Doctor stayed outside the TARDIS for a few minutes. Graham noticed this but didn't bother her. The Doctor knew she had to see Sherlock soon but she didn't know how to contact him without sneaking into his house again.
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Sherlock and Watson were heading back to their flat. They had searched most of the day for Lestrade but not found anything to lead them to where he was. Watson was a lot more concerned then Sherlock but Watson wasn't really surprised.
"I wish we could have found something. That's all." Watson kept repeating.
"We will find something but maybe today we weren't supposed to find it." Sherlock tried to reason with Watson.
"That sounds like a conspiracy!" Watson chuckled.
"Very funny Watson. You know I don't believe in conspiracies." Sherlock said.
"Yeah I know. I know. You only believe in facts apart from having a friend just called the Doctor." Watson brought Sherlock's friend up.
"Watson the Doctor is just a friend." Sherlock said with a high voice.
"Okay." Watson finally said as they headed up the stairs.
Watson went up first with Sherlock following up soon after. Sherlock always let Watson go first which always made Watson on edge but he was used to it so didn't think anything of it.
"You're late!" Mrs Hudson's voice came booming down the stairs.
"We're in trouble." Watson whispered.
"Leave it to me." Sherlock said jokingly.
Sherlock then went past Watson and Watson heard the conversation between them. Mrs Hudson started off still shouting at Sherlock and Watson. She calmed down after Watson heard Sherlock's voice trying to calm her down.
"You can come up now Watson." Sherlock chuckled down to his partner.
Watson smiled and joined his friend with Mrs Hudson walking off into the kitchen to cool off. Watson watched after Mrs Hudson but didn't say anything just in case it might set her off again.
Watson went to bed first. Sherlock stayed staring at the window just like what it was like before the Doctor turned up. It was like he was still waiting for something.
"Oh Sherlock…" Watson whispered as he went to bed.
Sherlock obviously heard it but didn't reply. Maybe he was worried about Lestrade. No that can't be right! Sherlock Holmes worried about someone?!
"Night Watson." Sherlock said after his friend.
Sherlock watched over his shoulder until Watson was gone. He then made sure Mrs Hudson was gone and left the flat with his signature duffle coat.
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The Doctor was the only one awake in the TARDIS. The other three went to bed already and she was just about to go to bed. There then came a knock at the door and the Doctor knew who that would be.
She opened the door as Sherlock strolled in taking his scarf off as he got further into the TARDIS.
"Make yourself at home." The Doctor smiled.
"Sorry don't have a lot of time." Sherlock responded.
"You never do." The Doctor said crossing her arms but still had a smile across her face.
"Have you found anything?" Sherlock asked with urgency.
"Not yet but we will. You've just got to give it time."
"But there's something else behind it." Sherlock said putting his hand through his hair.
"What? What is it?" The Doctor worriedly asked.
"Lestrade's not the only one who is missing." Sherlock sighed.
"Why who else is missing?" The Doctor asked, turning her smile into a frown.
Sherlock looked behind him further into the TARDIS. The Doctor already knew that he was worried about her companions.
"They're fine. They've dealt with worse." The Doctor reassured him.
"Counting all of the newspaper articles…. Fourteen people are missing. The police have been trying to keep it under wraps as they search but I can't help noticing."
"You don't change a bit do you." The Doctor said, shaking her head.
Sherlock let out a little smile once she had said this. The Doctor always knew what to say to make him feel a little better.
"Fourteen people?" The Doctor asked to break the silence.
"Yeah. I mean do you know any one of your enemies that kidnap people or a lot of missing people around when aliens are spotted?" Sherlock probed further for details.
"I mean there's been a few but there might be one…" The Doctor shuddered.
"Doesn't look like a good one." Sherlock smiled.
"They aren't." The Doctor frowned.
Sherlock knew when The Doctor said this, that whoever they had to face was going to be not easy to defeat.
"Who are they?" Sherlock asked worried about what the answer was going to be.
"Cybermen." The Doctor answered.
Sherlock nearly fell over in shock. Sherlock had dealt with the Cybermen before and he had only just got out of it alive. The Doctor sighed heavily.
"I don't know if I could go against them again." Sherlock said quietly.
"I know last time was hard…." The Doctor started.
"Hard?! I nearly lost everything!" Sherlock nearly shouted.
Sherlock started to pace when he had said this. The Doctor could tell he was going into his mind palace. Both of them used this a lot when they came against a foe they didn't want to face.
"Sherlock I know it's not your favourite thing in the world to go against aliens but I need your help."
"Fighting aliens or robots or whatever is your job. My job is to find those people and bring them home safely."
"Maybe things have changed." The Doctor shrugged.
"Well they haven't for me."
And with that Sherlock stormed out of the TARDIS and into the night. The Doctor tried to run after him but knew it wouldn't do any good so went back inside.
Sherlock hugged his duffle coat around him as he got further and further into the night. It was also getting colder every step he took which didn't help. Every step seemed to get heavier and heavier.
Not only that but his head also seemed to way more than usual. He stumbled around as he walked closer to home. He leaned up against the pole of Baker street as he got to the flat.
"Mrs Hudson?" He called up before falling flat onto his back.
