DISCLAIMER: Nothing is mine. Wow sorry this chapter has literally taken like, eternity. I've been on trips, I've been ill, there was a power cut; a bunch of stuff happened. Also I've just got into Supernatural so that's been a lot of my time gone. But now, let the fight BEGIN

The woman's arm swung into Sloan's hand, knocking him off balance, and his gun went clattering to the floor. She aimed for a shot but one of Sloan's men leapt into action, throwing himself towards the woman and the shot ended up embedding itself in the ceiling. At this first shot, both sides joined the action and ran towards each other. The Doctor and Julian both ducked as another shot landed in the wall behind where they had been standing.

'Try and get to Sherlock, someone could easily shoot him, I'll try and get the guns.' Said the Doctor quietly. Julian nodded and carefully started making him way around the back of the TARDIS. The Doctor stood back up but was quickly knocked back down as one of Sloan's men lunged at him. They both fell to the floor and the man dropped his gun as they rolled around. The Doctor felt his back collide with another pair of legs and a woman fell onto the struggling pair. As they tried to untangle themselves, the Doctor managed to kick against the nearby wall and push himself away. He got to his feet and kicked the fallen gun away under the sofa. Another arm came swinging towards him but he was ready and dropped down, sliding forwards on his knees and grabbing the two guns that had been dropped earlier in one fluid movement. He sprang back up without his hands touching the ground only to suddenly find himself staring into the face of the woman who Sloan had been so surprised to see with another gun aimed at his head.

On the other side of the room, Julian had crawled under the desk and quietly made his way over to Sherlock. Standing next to him, he could see a nasty cut on the back of his head, the blood matting his hair and seeping down onto his face. 'Sherlock' he called quietly. Sherlock moaned quietly and tried unsuccessfully to lift his head up.

'Sherlock' repeated Julian, bringing his head down to Sherlock's eye level. Sherlock lifted his head slightly, trying to open his eyes enough to see who was trying to talk to him. His head fell forwards again but Julian carefully put his hand on the side of Sherlock's face to keep his head up. His eyes were unfocused and half-lidded. He had almost certainly been drugged. Julian carefully let his head drop again and reached around to untie Sherlock's hands. Just as his fingers touched the knots, he heard a voice behind him.

'Doctor.' Julian straightened up and spun around to find himself face to face with Sloan again, two guns in one hand and a hypospray in the other. Julian knew it was coming but didn't have time to move before the metal hissed against his neck. As the room began to shift around him, Julian's knees buckled and he fell towards Sloan who put an arm around his back, taking his weight. From across the room, the woman holding a gun at the Doctor saw this and her aim faltered for a moment and she looked from the Doctor to Julian, trying to work out which situation she had to be in control of. The Doctor frowned and looked behind him to see what was going on. His eyes widened.

'Julian!' He took a step towards him but the woman made up her mind. She grabbed his shoulder and twisted him back towards her, sending her fist into his jaw. He spun around from the impact, his head connecting with the wall and he groaned before collapsing to the floor. By now Sloan's men had noticed what had happened and had formed a protective circle around Sloan who was still supporting Julian who was struggling weakly against him. The woman stepped over the Doctor and moved towards them. Suddenly another woman on her side sprinted towards the circle, disarming one and brought her gun up towards Sloan but he was faster. He brought up his hand and pulled both triggers. One of the bullets flew harmlessly into the wall but the other hit her square in the shoulder. She yelled and fell backwards. Two others who had come with the woman immediately dropped their aim and ran over to her. Their leader turned furiously and fired three more shots, hitting one of Sloan's men in the leg. She tried to fire again but her gun clicked empty. She reached to grab a fallen gun but Sloan got their first, aiming his gun at her head.

'Don't.' he warned. His other gun aimed towards her as well and he started edging towards the door. The woman stood helplessly as they backed out of the room dragging Julian with them. Julian kicked feebly as he was pulled down the stairs, but there was nothing he could do as he was thrown into a car and driven away from Baker Street.

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As soon as the door shut, the woman turned and surveyed their situation.

'Will, go out the bedroom window. Try and follow them.' The man she had spoken to nodded and ran up the corridor into Sherlock's bedroom and out the open window that they had entered through. The woman crouched down next to the woman who had been shot.

'Kate…' she started. The woman winced in pain. She had torn away the shoulder of her uniform and was holding her hand over to wound, trying to stop the blood.

'I'll live.' From the other side of the room, the Doctor moaned. He pushed himself up, shaking his head and looked around.

'What happened? Where are they?' The woman stood up and walked around the apartment, looking for a first aid kit, ignoring him. The doctor followed her, panicking slightly. 'Who are you? What do you want, what's happening?' He continued firing questions. 'Will someone tell me what's going on?!' he almost shouted. The woman gave a yell of frustration and turned around, flying a fist into his jaw again, making him spin almost 360 before falling to the floor.

'We can deal with him later.' She said. She gestured to two of her people. 'Get Kate to a hospital, Beth stay here with me. There's been a change of power.' She looked over to the Doctor and Sherlock. 'I think we may be forming an alliance.'