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Ooh it's all tensing up now isn't it *ominous music* This chapter ends a bit weirdly but I didn't want to get into [spoilers] fight stuff [end spoilers] until next chapter to avoid a reeeeally long chapter.

The traffic was relatively good for the Doctor so it didn't take long to reach the street. He could see Julian sitting on the kerb and told the driver to pull over for Julian to get in. Julian practically jumped into the taxi and immediately started babbling to the Doctor.

'Doctor, I remembered something else; they said they were going to contact someone and now they're on their way to Baker Street and-' The Doctor cut him off.

'Julian,' he paused at the strange look from the cab driver. 'Baker Street again please, as fast as you can.' He instructed and the cab turned around. The Doctor lowered his voice. 'Julian, slow down. What did you remember?'

'When they realised I wasn't Sherlock, they started talking about what they should do next.' Julian repeated the conversation he had heard to the Doctor. 'I guess they didn't think I'd remember but I did just after I'd called you. I called again but the phone cut out; I don't know how much Sherlock heard.'

'There must be more than one other party involved here, and I doubt they're working together if they want to beat them. It seems we're now the middle of a war.'

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Even though it took no longer than it took to get there, it felt like hours before they reached Baker Street. The Doctor threw some notes over the seat muttering 'keep the change' as Julian stood on the pavement, looking up to the window of 221B. Nothing looked unusual. They quickly made their way into the building and started quickly up the stairs when suddenly Julian stopped halfway up making the Doctor collide with him. He shushed the Doctor when he started to speak. Julian pointed up to the apartment and turned his head to the side. They both stood very still, listening. Julian ventured a couple more steps so he could see the apartment. The door was open a crack and they could hear muffled talking from inside, but Julian couldn't hear the voice of the woman who had attacked him. Maybe she just sent the others here thought Julian to himself. As the two doctors stood on the stairs, the talking suddenly subdued with a series of shushes, as if whoever was waiting inside knew they were there. Julian looked over his shoulder to the Doctor who nodded him forwards. With a deep breath, Julian climbed the rest of the stairs and opened the door, turning and walking into the apartment, suddenly taking in everything at once. His eyes were immediately drawn to the centre of the room where Sherlock sat limply in one of the kitchen chairs, his head hanging forwards. His hands were tied to the chair behind him, keeping him vaguely upright and Julian could see blood in his hair and on his face. He looked only semi-conscious, if at all. Standing around him were four men, dressed all in the same black leather uniform, standing facing the door. Three of them Julian didn't recognise but as he looked at the fourth, his eyes widened. He knew this man all too well.

'Hello again, Doctor. Well this is by far the most interesting mission I've had in a long time.'

'I feel like I'm missing something?' asked the Doctor, confused, after a pause.

'That is Luther Sloan.' Answered Julian calmly. 'Head of an order called 'Section 31' in my universe. They take it upon themselves to seek out so-called 'threats to the Federation' and eliminate them.'

'Ah. I assume they're after my TARDIS then since I showed up on your space station.' Guessed the Doctor, equally calmly.

'To some extent, I suppose. But surely then, we would've just taken it then.' The Doctor paused, thinking.

'You want us all together then?'

'Ah, now you're getting there.' Sloan smiled. Julian was just starting to realise how much more there was of Section 31.

'So you span across universes?'

'Since the first jump happened we've realised there are more threats than we thought. We've had to… expand. But now…' Sloan gestured to his men, two of which pulled out a gun and pointed it towards the two doctors standing by the door. 'I suggest you come with us.'

'I would beg to disagree.' Everyone in the room turned in shock at the new voice. It came from the direction of Sherlock's bedroom as another black-clad group emerged, led by yet another familiar face holding a gun up in front of her. Sloan held up his gun to match.

'I thought you might show up' he said to her.

'What are you doing here?' blurted out Julian, not really expecting an answer. The woman turned to look at him with a mildly surprised look.

'Oh. That would explain how you got the coat.'

'Again, I'm missing something?' repeated the Doctor.

'She's the woman who attacked me in the alley' explained Julian, frowning.

'What is everyone doing here?!' asked the Doctor, still confused.

'I've come to get you'

I've come to get Sherlock' they both said together, before frowning at each other. After a moment, Sloan smiled falsely and lowered his gun.

'Why disagree then? You take Sherlock and we'll have the others!' Julian and the Doctor stayed quiet for now, both equally clueless as to what was going on. The woman paused and her aim lowered slightly for a moment. She looked over at Sloan's group; their numbers matched at four each, then over to Julian and the Doctor. She looked them both up and down before smiling slightly.

'Mmm… no; they're too cute to just give away.' She purred and with that she swung her arm across to disarm Sloan and all hell broke loose.