Mark Of Tsubasa

Chapter VI

-London Scrapyard-

Sherlock was surprised to see how easy it was to get back into the scrapyard. He was honestly shocked to see there was no one there; None of Lestrade's men were there not even security. This was going to be a lot easier than he thought. Sherlock entered the yard with Kaze walking beside him. As they entered the yard Sherlock turned back to make sure that no one was following them. Thankfully, and strangely enough no one was there. The detective began to wonder why no one was there. One reason could be Lestrade cleared the area since a Lost One was sneaking about; No it had to be something else.

Once they got to the middle of the yards, Sherlock pulled out the locket and held it in front of Kaze's nose. Kaze began to sniff the locket and after a while he started to pick up his master's scent, than he began to bark. "Let's see if she's here." Sherlock said as he detached the leash from Kaze's collar. The White Shepherd began to run and the detective followed behind him. They made all kinds of twists and turns through out the yard. Kaze than came to a sudden stop, and his barks were replaced with growls. Sherlock approached the Shepherd and noticed why he was growling.

It was one of the Lost Ones that Alice was talking about. Its whole body was crushed like a fresh orange. "Immortal my ass." The detective said. He than realized that there was nothing crushing it; just squeezed. All of a sudden Kaze began to bark again causing Sherlock to jump. The Shepherd began to run again and Sherlock ran behind him, causing them to run through tracks and turning every corner. Again, Kaze came to a stop, but instead of growls the barks were replaced with whimpers. The detective stopped in his tracks and he found himself back at the old broken down cart where he had found the locket and him.

He noticed that Kaze was shaking in fear of something. The door was slightly opened to the cart. Someone was inside the old cart. "Stay." He said to the Shepherd. He entered the cart the moment he did he stepped into something wet. He looked down to see that he had stepped in blood, and it was fresh. Suddenly he began to hear soft cries. Sherlock looked around the cart not knowing where the sounds came from, until he saw a trail of blood. His eyes followed the trial only to find Sakura on the floor, letting her tears escape her eyes.

"Good God."

Sherlock ran to where she had laid, than as gently as he could he picked her up off the ground and set her down on one of the old chairs. He quickly applied pressure on the source of her bleeding; his hand was soon stained with her blood. He felt the child trying to pick herself up, with his free hand he gently pushed back down on the chair. "Stay still." He said to her. Sakura turned her head to look at him, but because of the amount of blood she had lost her vision was a blur. "誰が...(Who)?" She said in a weak voice, "Shhh... Don't talk. Save your strength." He said to her while stroking her hair.

"それは痛い...それは痛い...(It hurts... It hurts...)" She said. "I know." He said, "Try to relax." Sakura groaned in pain as Sherlock applied more pressure on her wound. After a while he felt her hand on his, squeezing two of his fingers. Without even thinking about it he placed his hand over hers and held it gentle but tight and said: "It'll be alright." Seriously what was Sherlock thinking? Than he heard a voice outside of the train cart.

"SHERLOCK!?"

Good Lord, it's John.

John entered the cart through the entrance breathing heavily since he literally ran from where he worked all the way to there. "I thought I told you couldn't come back here?!" John yelled, "WHAT IN THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! WHAT IF A LOST ONE TRIED TO KILL YOU?!" No answer came from the detective. "Sherlock are you even-" It was only than he saw blood stained on Sherlock's shirt. He went from being angry to being concern. "Why are you covered in blood?" he asked his friend.

"It's not me you should be worried about." Sherlock said. John walked over to his friend and saw the condition Sakura was in. "My God, is she alright?" John asked, "She's fine, barley." The detective answered. John quickly checked her pulse and examined her injuries. "These wounds are pretty serious." He said, "Worst case scenario, she could die of infection. We have to get her to a hospital!"

S.H: "We can't do that."

J.W: "Why not?"

S.H: "Medusa. She can among one of the doctors, nurses, even the staff.

J.W: "Right, I forgot about that. What do we do than?"

S.H: "Do you still have your medical equipment."

J.W: "I do, why?"

S.H: "Cause she will be staying at our flat since I made that deal with Alice."

J.W: "Where is she going to stay?"

S.H: "I'll let her stay in my room for now."

J.W: "Seriously?"

S.H: "Seriously. Go get Kaze, I'll take her."

J.W: "Got it."

Sherlock quickly took off his coat and wrapped Sakura in it and picked her up and held her in his arms bridal-style. Sakura coughed out a little blood, as he exited the cart. "兄...私は怖い...(Big brother... I'm scared...)" She said to him, in a soft voice, "Don't be." He said, "Your going to be alright." Her vision began to go dark, as he kept telling her to stay with him. She rested her head on her his chest and his voice faded.

-221B Baker Street-

It wasn't easy trying to get her back to the flat. They literally had to come up with a last minute excuse for the cabbie to believe it. Sherlock was able to get him to believe it. Somehow they managed to get back to the flat without a problem. They bought both Sakura and Kaze upstairs in the flat. As soon as they entered they were both greeted by an exited Mizu. Happy to see them both, especially her master Sakura; so happy to them in fact she tried jumping on them. Luckily Sherlock managed to push her off before he carried Sakura to his room. He set her down in a comfortable position on the bed and unraveled her from his trench coat, revealing her open wounds.

He exited the room and told John he could enter the room now. John managed to find his medical kit and entered the room. He was able to wash the blood that had been stained on her body, and clean her wounds. He stitched her most serious wounds before applying bandages. Sherlock waited outside waiting patiently for John to conclude her condition. After two hours of waiting John finally walked out of the room with blood on his hands, and a towel. Sherlock got up off the chair and walked over to his friend.

S.H: "How is she?"

J.W: "Well, I have good news and bad news."

S.H: "Hit me."

J.W: "The good news is her life isn't in any danger at all. Lucky for us she didn't get any infection."

S.H: "What's the bad news?"

J.W: "She fell into a coma."

S.H: "What?"

J.W: "You heard me a coma. It's probably because of the amount of blood she lost."

S.H: "How long will it last?"

J.W: "A few weeks, possibly a month."

S.H: "It's a miracle she survived this long."

J.W: "Yes, thank God for that."

S.H: "You should head back to your office. I don't think your shift is over."

J.W: "Yeah. The only thing I forgot in this flat was my cell phone. You'll be okay by yourself?"

S.H: "She's in a coma and her dogs are in the room, I think I'll be just fine."

J.W: "You sure?"

S.H: "I'm sure. I'll call Alice and give her the good news."

J.W: "All right than, in that case I'll see you later.

With that John left the left leavening Sherlock alone again. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed Alice's number. At fist it was a bunch of dial tones until there was a click sound.

A.L: "Hello?"

S.H: "Alice, it's Sherlock calling to give you good news."

A.L: "Oh?"

S.H: "I the little girl you were looking for."

A.L: "Are you bloody kidding me?!"

S.H: "No."

A.L: "This isn't some kind of joke is it?"

S.H: "Oh no, I'm pretty serious. She's right here in our flat."

A.L: "Where did you find her?"

S.H: "Same place we found the dogs."

A.L: The scrapyards?"

S.H: "Yes. Unfortunately she was nearly dead when I found her."

A.L: "Is she all right?"

S.H: "She's fine. I need you to come here to our flat so you can see her."

A.L: "Right now?"

S.H: "Yes, and can you bring a change of clothes."

A.L: "Give me 10 minutes."

S.H: "Make it 5."

A.L: "All right than. I'll be there in five minutes."

Ending the conversation he hung up his phone, and placed it an on the table. He than went where the child had slept. He entered his room finding two sleeping dogs on the bed with her. He quietly approached her not wanting to wake the dogs up and sat at the side of bed looking at her. He could see some of the blood seep through her bandages. He noticed that Sakura's body was shivering from the cold. Since the dogs were on top of the covers, he used his coat to cover her body; her shivers came to a stop. He stroked her hair causing her eyes to twitch. Even Sherlock had to admit, a little girl like her she is pretty cute. Seriously what's wrong with him?

The silence was soon broken when he heard a muffled alert tone, which was he sound of a bell. He saw that it was coming from her shirt pocket. He took the phone out of her pocket and saw that someone left a message. It was from Shadow, her guardian. He opened the text to see what he sent.

However the message only said: "HELP"

-End Of Chapter VI-