Sherlock felt his heart break and his mark burn as John went out of his sight. He stood there, gripping his now painful mark before yelling and touching the gardens, watching as it all went up in flames before sitting amongst the flames and ashes. He yelled out as the flames roared around him. Greg sped the bike down the road and to a rundown shack. He hid the bike in the forests around it and walked in "it's not much but it's safe." He said.
John followed him quietly. He held his arm with his other. The mark burned and as he pulled on the bandage he saw the lines shimmer in a red he had never seen before. " he is supposed to be my soul mate " he whispered and looked over to the dragon. " I left him … I'm not supposed to leave …" he whimpered like in trance. His head felt fuzzy and a strong head ache started to form. Greg turned to him " the human? " he asked confused " there's some cream in the fridge that should help" he said as he tossed his jacket on a ragged couch that was across from a radio. In another corner was a tattered mattress. " you miss him or somethin? I mean...he bought you"he said John pulled his body over to the dirty mattress and collapse on it. It felt like fire pulsing trough his arm. " the mark … forces me to go back " he whispered and yes he missed sherlock. He saved his life when he bought him. Greg looked at him with pity and ran a hand threw his hair " would painkillers help?" He asked as he paced around the small shack."ugh...I could take yoy back"he said. " I did convince you to leave so I should be the one to take you back"he said. Johns body cramped on the small bed. " n-no … they would keep you. " he whispered in pain and pulled himself slowly up into a sitting position. " I go … on my own " he whispered panting. " you are save here … and I … " John swallowed heavily and stood up limping his way towards the exit. Greg picked him up "you risked your life for me back there. May as well return the favor right?" He said as he set John on the bike and sat behind him as he started it " you said we stick together. Might as well hold true to that"he said as he kicked the stand up and drove back to the place he had just escaped. He stopped out front the gates " think you can walk from here?" He asked as he let John walk in before growling at the ice that froze his wheels to the ground. "Aight, you froze my bike you prat. You want me to run so you can freeze my boots too?" He asked and kicked his feet up on the handle bars. John felt like in trance. his hands tightened around Greg as he drove back. he saw everything trough half closed eyes happen. his mark glowed in a deep red and made him whimper. he should have never left Sherlock. he could only hope he wouldn't feel the same pain and would take him back with out a too harsch punishment. when they stopped infront of the large gates he nodded as slipped of walking towards the mansion. " Sherlock ?" he whispered as someone came. Mycrofts coat was covered in ice so angry he was. " what have you done !?" he yelled at the dragon and froze his bike. " let me to him " John whispered.
" I should turn both of you into ice blocks !" "Go ahead. Let your brother keep howling in pain. I'm guessin...rich family so...he try heroin or cocaine to stop the burn?" He said and pointed to the whimpering John "congratulations, I found your brothers mate. Guess ya ow me huh? I'll take you lettin us go" he said as he looked at Mycroft and smirked. He handed John a bottle of painkillers "take three. They're strong so it'll lessen it to a dull throb" he said. He turned back to Mycroft " so Elsa, what's it gonna be. " he asked as he turned his head towards the yelling as flames engulfed the mannor before dying down " danm...boys got some oomf when hurt huh?" He said. John nodded and took one pill out and swallowed it dry. He wanted to share the other remaining two with sherlock. He pulled his bandage lose and showed his brother his red mark. It looked like a burning as he limped closer. " let me to him " he bagged at the ice man. " he took it on his own. Just another weakness of him " mycroft grumbled and looked with a frown at the smaller man. " I'm not sure if you should see him like this " he said bitterly but moved away and let John pass. John climbed the way up the stairs and gave his best not to fall trough the burning floor or get hit by falling pices. " sherlock ?" He asked chocking as thick smoke came out of his room as John knocked at the door. Sherlock was inside his room scratching at his burning mark. It felt hotter than any fire he could muster and glowed a deeper red. He stayed curled up as he heard a knocking at the door, almost inaudible over the roar of the flames. The door knocked down as the fire burnt the hinges off completely. Sherlock was destroying the house faster than it could fix itself. As John walked in his mark cooled and he began to feel better physically, though still hurt emotionally. " sherlock ? It's me John " he said and walked over the door. He saw him laying on the bed and bit his lip. " I'm so sorry. " he whispered honestly and sat done beside him on his burning bed and placed his hand on his shoulder. He could feel his mark stop burning and he took an deep breath. " I'm sorry for leaving you. I didnt know … I just wanted to be free and I was scared… forgive me please. You can punish me if you like but please take me back " he said and lay down beside him and cruled his body around the other. It was what he would do as dragon so why not as human ? Sherlock was still shaking from the pain his mark brought him. Unlike John, his body wasn't made to handle that extreme of a reaction. He had blacked out when John finally relived the pain completely and lay slumped on John, his flames subsided and the house slowly began to fix it'self. Sherlock naturally used his magic to drop the temperature in the room to try and numb the residual burn of his mark, but nothing got rid of it entirely. John looked at him and stroked his cruls of his forehead. " I won't leave you again " he promised and picked sherlock up and held him in his arms. He hold hand with the wizard and took his pain I to his body and both of their marks slowly turned back to normal. He held him a bit like he would hold a child but it didnt matter. He waited till everything was rebuilder and he could sit down on his bed and stroking over his back. Sherlock's breathing slowly evened out and he relaxed against John, curling his body around John's and pulled John's arm as held it tightly. John smiled and held his soul mate in his arms. He cnuddled him and stroked him. He wanted to make him feel comfortable. He felt bad for leaving him alone. He had cursed all this, but when he woke, he'd make it up to him.

Mycroft walked closer to the other. " I don't own you a thing ! John came back on his own he didnt need you " he growled. He couldn't help himself as he looked at his wrist and saw the bandage Greg glared back " he could hardly walk! If not for me then he wouldn't even be here"he said as he noticed the bandages Mycroft's wrist and shook his head. " show me your mark " mycroft demanded suddendly and stepped closer. " show me and I let you go " Greg looked at Mycroft "unfreeze my bike first and I will" he said and put his feet on the ground " I'm a man of my word" he said as he waited with his hand on the bandages, slowly taking them off but keeping them covered " Fine " he said and waved with his hand and unwrapped his bandage and showed the other his mark Greg showed Mycroft his mark or archs and dipping lines that wrapped one another as it went around his wrist and wrote it'self along his hand and fingers. Greg refused to look at Mycroft's mark, not willing to accept that he had escaped almost twice and now he may be bound to his would-be-captors. Greg glared are you "fucking serious?" He asked exasperated "no way. Not a bloody chance! " he shook his head and started his bike " you tried to kill me. There's not a chance ill stay here" he said "now move". mycroft made no move. " if you go you will feel the same pain like Sherlock and John " e warned not afraid to feel te burning. " have fun then " he said and turned around. at last he knew who his mate was an now he could work on it. " I'd rather be medicated and in pain than be some pet that you fuck" he growled and took off down the road, gritting his teeth as he felt the burn and almost crashed his bike as his arm cramped. He was forced to stop his bike as he gripped his arm and growled In pain and anger at being trapped again. " I'm not that bad Gerogery " he said and watched him leave. mycroft had no problem with the burning of his mark he simply used his cooling magic.
he used his spells to teleport him to Greg. he smiled smugly over to him. " you can't escape your fate. come home with me. I offer you a proper home with out duties just be around me ". Greg glared at him "why the hell would I give up my freedom for the likes of you?!"he said and punched Mycroft in the face "you bloody bastard! " he said and glared at the mark, never thinking he'd ever see his mark as a leash to hold him back. He yelled and swung his fist into the tree beside him as he slumped down on the ground, never having felt so trapped in his life. " because I offer you a save place to stay and work … legal work " he said before his fist hit him hard. He tasted blood on his spit lip and held his cheek. No one ever punched him like that. He looked sadly at the man beside the tree " I searched my hole life for my soul mate but it seems like I have non. " he mumbled and turned around. In the next moment he was gone. He stood in his study and crystals creeped up the wall as anger and disappointment filled him.