Watson was now limp because of the things he had been out through with the cybermen he was feeling very worse for wear. Morality obviously just wanted to punish him because of Sherlock. Watson wasn't going to give in though, whatever Moraity did.

"Oh I do love that stiff upper lip." Morality clapped his hands.

"Leave me alone Moraity. Haven't you done enough?!" Watson begged.

"Not yet. Sherlock still hasn't come yet and it won't stop until he comes to rescue you." Morality shrugged.

"Not a chance." Watson spat out a bit of blood.

"Your choice. Stay here and be miserable."

Watson watched as Moraity went back to whatever evil scheme he had come up with. Maybe he should have just given in. He might stand a better chance of seeing Sherlock again if he had. Morality then came back with someone in his hands.

"Doc!" Watson whispered.

The Doctor lifted her head as she sat down next to Watson. Was she pleased to see him or what?!

"Watson. You look awful!" The Doctor chuckled.

Watson could even manage a chuckle without feeling pain all through his body. The doctor could tell there wasn't going to be much conversation and could also tell Watson wouldn't be able to last much longer without rescue.

"Sherlock. Hurry up!" The Doctor said under her breath.

"Don't worry. He'll be here." Watson tried to reassure them both.

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The paramedics were still checking over Sherlock. They weren't exactly sure where the pain was coming from as Sherlock had pretty much doubled over in pain at this point. Mycroft, Anderson and Kate stayed to one side making sure they weren't in the way. Plus when Sherlock woke up he wouldn't want everyone fussing over him once again! The paramedic walked over to them as the other two packed away their things and got back to the ambulance.

"He's fine mostly. We can't find what's wrong with him." The paramedic shrugged.

"There must be something wrong with him!" Kate tutted.

"There isn't Ma'am. We can't find where the pain is coming from and it doesn't seem like he has any injuries." The paramedic told the group.

"So what happened?" Mycroft asked.

"Fainting occurs for a matter of different reasons sir. Could be the light, heat, stress."

"Well he's stressed." Kate rolled her eyes.

The paramedic said his goodbyes and headed back to the ambulance. The three people were left to tend to their friend as best they could. They soon heard a groan from behind them. Sherlock stood up and managed to join them.

"What happened?" Sherlock said groaning.

"You fainted. Pain apparently." Anderson said.

"Fainted?! Again?!" Sherlock sounded surprised to hear.

The team all nodded their heads. Before Sherlock could question his companions further, his phone began to ring. Sherlock's face turned sour as he recognised the number all too well. He answered very quickly.

"Moraity what do you want?" Sherlock hissed.

The rest of the team knew all too well what this name meant. Especially to Sherlock and Watson.

"Ah Sherlock old buddy old pal." Morality's voice boomed.

"What do you want?!" Sherlock hissed again.

"I have a few people who you should know. Just wondered when you'd like them back." Morality said annoying Sherlock even further.

"If you've laid a finger on them…" Sherlock was cut off.

"I haven't Sherlock. I just wondered if you wanted them back." Moraity asked again patronising Sherlock.

"Of course I do. What do you want?" Sherlock's voice cracked.

"I want you. Isn't that normally happens?!"

Sherlock looked at the group gathered. All this meant was he had to go wherever Moraity wanted.

"Where are you?" Sherlock finally gave in and asked.

"Garage No.5. by sunset if you please." Moraity always made things difficult.

Then the phone was hung up. Sherlock wanted to smash his phone on the ground. Of course his arch nemesis was behind all this! Who else would it have been?!

"Sherlock? What did he want?" Mycroft asked, seeing the look on his brother's face.

"He wants me. That's one thing you can say about Moraity. He never changes!" Sherlock smirked.

"You can't go." Kate tried to stop him.

"Kate if it's the only way to get everyone out then it might have to be." Sherlock told her.

Sherlock nodded at Anderson. Anderson always understood this look. It meant get in the car and go wherever Sherlock told him to go. Anderson showed Sherlock to his car and both got in and sped away leaving Mycroft and Kate to somehow work out what they were going to do.

"We can't just leave them to it." Kate told herself.

"We have to get UNIT. If we don't have back up and go in there, we'll get killed straight away." Mycroft started phoning UNIT HQ.

"Fine but call while we're going along." Kate got into the car.

"That's my car!" Mycroft protested but Kate wasn't going to listen and started to drive off without him.

Mycroft quickly got into the car. He wasn't going to leave Kate with the car, anything could happen!

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Watson was cut down and taken back to the group. Watson was barely conscious at this point and was being held up by the Doctor on one side and Graham on the other.

"It looks like he's on the way after all." Moraity told them.

"You leave Sherlock alone!" The Doctor shouted.

"And what are you going to do about it?" Moraity looked around.

The doctor didn't respond. She knew however she responded it would just be thrown back in her face. Graham however, still wanted to stand up for all of them.

"Look if you're going to hurt our friend then you'll have to go through us first." Graham said shakily.

Moraity just laughed in Graham's face. He then left to the entrance to wait for Sherlock's arrival. Graham shook his head in disgust as he watched Moraity go.

"What a…" Graham started.

"Graham don't." Yaz stopped him.

"But…"

"Just don't. It won't help." Yaz continued.

Graham nodded and stayed quiet. He knew what it meant to wait and some waiting wouldn't do much harm.

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Sherlock and Anderson's car stopped outside the building where everyone was being held hostage. Sherlock leaned on his elbow on the window. Anderson looked around.

"I'll be here waiting for you." Anderson reassured Sherlock.

"Don't. Don't stay you'll be in trouble and I will only blame myself." Sherlock waved.

"I can't just leave you here! Not without back up anyway." Anderson thought suddenly.

"And I can't risk you getting harmed. A lot of people are already harmed because of me." Sherlock opened the door.

"Sherlock…" Anderson tried to stop him.

It was too late however. Sherlock was already gone and without back up maybe he wouldn't stand a chance.