Chapter 6! We are halfway there. And I have 10 reviews! I'd like to take the time to thank my reviewers, Guest and Worst3ver, and especially to Clufie who has reviewed just about every chapter! This chapter appears to be particularly short, and for that I apologise. But, the information in this one kind of builds the scene for the coming chapters.
And, as always, I do not own anything to do with Sherlock. Not even a shirt (sadly...)
John woke up, horribly disoriented. As he looked around the empty room, he noticed an odd sense of weight on his arms. He turned to look, and only then did the events of the last three hours click. Seeing a naked Sherlock. Getting shot at. Kicking ass. Getting kidnapped. Getting drugged. And now, he chained to the wall of the world's darkest, mankiest room he'd ever seen. The room was small, no larger than his room in the flat. Except his room was comfortable and warm, not coated in dust and rust covered metal and bearing an uncanny resemblance to that of a horror movie setting. John thanked heavens that he'd had to keep his tetanus shots up to date as a doctor. It was only then that he remembered Sherlock's condition. He had just been clubbed in the back of the head after all. Seeing as Sherlock wasn't here, he was probably getting interrogated by whoever it was who had captured them. It was, after all, Sherlock who had the mega-brain, so it would be natural to assume that Sherlock had whatever knowledge they wanted... right? John's thoughts were interrupted by a bang of the door. As he retreated as far back into the corner as the chains would allow, three men approached. Their sinister smiles terrified John, but he kept his patented army 'don't show fear' face on. When they got to him, they removed the chains, but tied his hands securely behind his back, and all but forced him to follow where they led. John went through numerous corridors; all looked the same, so he couldn't really be sure how many. All he knew was that his shoulders were getting stiff, and that he needed to go and see the physio after this ordeal. As he was wondering what they could possibly want from him, (he wasn't the one with the super mind, after all) they rounded the last corner, and the reason why they kept him became horrifically clear- John was going to be used as leverage. And it wasn't going to be fun for either of them.
After Sherlock refused to tell them anything, even under the threat of physical harm (which Sherlock pointed out was completely and utterly useless, seeing as if they decided to take a tooth out or cut his tongue out, how did they expect him to talk then? And breaking bones, while it might seem like a good idea at the time, would probably result with him passing out and then how did they think they were going to get information?) the captors gave up and went for the pre-prepared trump card- One Doctor John Watson, Sherlock's best friend.
As John walked into the room, the first thing he noticed was that Sherlock looked awful. Not that he didn't look pale usually, but most of the time he didn't have blood running everywhere, or a face that looked like it had been hit multiple times with a brick. John made a mental note to try to check to make sure if Sherlock was okay, try to stop the bleeding, try to stop infection, whatever he could to keep Sherlock alive long enough to get them out of there.
That is, if he managed to stay alive...
So what did you think of Chapter 6?! What do you think will happen when John and Sherlock are reunited? Please leave a review, it doesn't have to be deep and meaningful, just let me know you exist. :)
It would be nice to have another 2 reviews, as I'm averaging 2 per chapter (which I am over the moon about, so thank you!)
Thanks for reading!
Kimbee