One little boy
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OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY FOR LEAVING THIS SO LONG! STUFF GOT IN THE WAY, OTHER STORIES, YEAH NO EXCUSE BUT I AM BACK HOPE THIS MAKES UP FOR MY ABSENCE
SORRY!
Chapter 16
Sherlock was looking around carefully down the street. Every black car that passed him he jumped into the shadows or ducked into a shop. He knew this was bordering on extreme paranoia, that this behaviour wasn't healthy. He'll find you…he'll find you…that near constant voice in his head repeating his greatest fear again and again.
*LESTRADE *
Lestrade was looking frantically all over London for Sherlock. He could only do this on his days off and didn't have the luxury of pulling people off cases to look for him, as this was not an official missing persons case. Lestrade had asked various homeless people and followed up on several leads but nothing. Sherlock didn't want to be found.
*SHERLOCK *
Sherlock had finally succumbed to sleep in a dark alley behind a pizza shop. He was hiding behind a dumpster that was overflowing with black rubbish bags.
Suddenly he was shaken awake by rough hands grabbing and pulling him up.
"Hello Sherley it's been a while"
Sherlock's blood went cold. He hadn't heard that voice since he was a small child.
"No, please, no let me go!"
*Lestrade *
Lestrade heard a familiar voice.
"No, please, no let me go!" Sherlock Lestrade tore up the street towards the sound. Sherlock was being dragged into a black Jaguar, Lestrade was full out sprinting to catch the car but he was to late it was speeding away up the street.
A/N I KNOW ITS NOT MUCH BUT I WILL UPDATE AGAIN SOON SORRY!