A/N: Yay new chapter. I quite enjoyed writing this chapter. I hope you enjoy reading it. :D '

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock or Supernatural :(

Chapter 5

After an extremely long plane ride followed by a just as long car ride they had finally arrived in Baskerville. Sherlock instantly had his phone out and was texting John.

We're here. -SH

Good. Meet me at Cross Keys Inn -JW

See you soon. -SH

They ended up driving another ten minutes to get to the hotel place where John had told them to meet him. When they arrived they were all instantly on the look out for John. Deanna spotted John sitting at a picnic table in the far corner of the hotel.

"I see him!" She announced.

She walked over to where he was seated with Sam and Sherlock trailing behind her. They all sat down at the picnic table.

Sherlock, not wanting to wait and bother to catch up with John got straight to the point.

"What's the case?"

John laughed. "Of course you want to get straight to the case. It's not like you haven't seen me for like a month."

"Sorry, what have you been doing all month?" Sherlock said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I've been hunting down the yellow eyed demon."

"You didn't actually find it, did you?"

"No." John said sadly as he looked down at his feet.

"So, the case?"

"Alright, alright! While I was in London I caught wind of a case up here. A man called Henry Knight called me asking me to come up and have a look. He said that he tried to get a hold of you but failed. He said that people in his town have been dropping like flies. In the last month 5 people have died from supposed 'animal attacks'."

"So what do you think it is?"

"I have no clue. Because while it could be something supernatural, it could also be an experiment gone wrong. Theres a research base nearby called Baskerville. It is possible that the hound could've come out of there."

"So basically we need to break into and search a whole research base undetected to see if the hound came from there?"

"Yes?"

"Well let's get going then. Allons-y!"

They all turned to stare at Sam.

"It means let's go. In French." He said, as if it was obvious.

"Whatever, Sammy."

The four of them walked towards Baskerville research station. All the entrances were heavily guarded which made you wonder... What could they be hiding in there that would warrant all of these guards? Sam and Deanna were looking at all of the points of entry trying to work out how to get in undetected. Their plan of sneaking in through probably a window was completely abandoned when Sherlock showed one of the guards an ID card and was instantly let through along with them.

"How did you do that?"

"Stole Mycroft's ID card last time I saw him. Should take them a while to figure it out. Right now just search quickly and act like this is an inspection."

"Right."

Deanna and Sam straightened their postures and tried to act like they were inspectors but their acting wasn't exactly great. They tailed behind Sherlock and John who appeared to know where they were going. They came up to a man who was very confused by their presence.

"What are you doing here?"

"This is an inspection."

"We don't get inspections very often here."

"Well you can't go unchecked for too long, heaven knows what you'd get up to."

"Right. Well then look all you like."

"Oh, we will."

Sherlock walked up to a woman in a labcoat who was standing alone against a wall.

"Hello, could you give us a tour?"

"And you're here because… ?" The woman asked suspiciously.

"We're inspectors. Tour? Preferably soon. We have a tight schedule."

"Okay then." The woman hesitated. "Follow me."

She led them to a lift and pushed the down button. Sam, unable to hold his curiosity any longer, asked "So what kind of experiments do you do here?"

"I thought you'd know, given that this is an inspection after all."

Sherlock stepped in, taking the attention off Sam. "He's new. Answer the question."

"We do all sorts here. If you can imagine if someone's probably doing it."

"Cloning?"

"Yes."

"You specialise in genetics, don't you?"

"How did you know?"

"It's a long complicated process that you probably wouldn't understand."

"Okay…?

"Has anything escaped from here recently?"

"Escaped?"

"Yes."

"No, they'd have to know how to use this lift, we don't breed them that clever."

"Hmmm."

They continued their descent into the inner parts of Baskerville. When the lift came to a stop, the woman, who they learned was called Dr. Stapleton, led them past various scientists doing experiments on a variety of different things. All of the scientists seemed intrigued by Sherlock and co. When was the last time they'd even left this place?

Sherlock's mind was working very quickly as they worked through corridor after corridor. Trying to work out if the supposed 'hound' attacks could've been caused by an escaped experiment. If it had been the evidence of any sort of escape had been well hidden.

Suddenly an alarm began going off. John, Sam and Deanna all looked around, confused as to what was causing the alarm. Sherlock however had already figured out that it would be his stolen ID card.

"That's all we need to see, I think it's time we got going. Don't you think so John?"

"But we-" He was cut off by Sherlock stepping on his foot. John got the message.

"Yeah we really need to get going."

"Alright then, I'll show you the way out."

They followed Dr Stapleton towards the exit. The alarms were still blazing and showed no signs of stopping. While they were walking Sherlock's phone went off. It was a text from Mycroft, figures.

Sherlock, what are you doing? -M

He ignored it in favour of getting to the exit before any guards could question them. Just as they got to the door leading out to freedom a guard stepped in front of them.

" Your ID is unauthorised sir."

Sherlock feigned innocence. "What?"

"I just got the call."

Sam stepped in and said "There must be some kind of mistake."

"Can I see your ID?"

Sherlock handed the ID over to the guard. The guard looked at it and frowned. "Apparently not, Mycroft Holmes." The guard spat the words with as much disgust as he could muster (it was still pathetic, really).

Sam, Deanna and John all tried to tell the guard otherwise. Sherlock just stood there trying to think of either the perfect plan to escape or a good excuse to give the guard. Suddenly his phone began to ring in his pocket.

"Hello?"

"Sherlock." It was Mycroft. Sherlock wasn't sure if he was glad or annoyed at his brother's timing.

"Hello brother dear, how are you?"

"What are you doing breaking into Baskerville Sherlock?"

"Trying to solve a case."

There was a pause.

"You've been caught by the guards, haven't you?"

"Yeah..."

There was a sigh "Let me talk to them."

Sherlock handed the phone over to the guard. "It's for you."

Sherlock, John, Sam and Deanna stood eyeing the exits while the guard talked to Mycroft. They weren't sure if his call would save them or doom them. When the guard hung up the phone it became apparent that the call had saved them.

"You're free to go."

They left Baskerville very quickly. They weren't going to stick around in case the guard changed his mind. They ran.

"So, what was the point in breaking in? We haven't learnt anything."

"WRONG!" shouted Sherlock.

Deanna rolled her eyes and sarcastically said "Care to enlighten us as to what we've learnt?"

"As per usual Deanna, you see but you do not observe. Inside there did you see any signs of any sort of escape? No. The walls and floor were perfectly clean. No claw marks, no ominous scratches, no nothing. Also if something had escaped then there would've been some sort of inclination of it when I asked them. They would've flinched or done some other sort of body movement. So clearly whatever we're after didn't escape from Baskerville. It is possible that it was let out though..."

"So what are we going to do next then?"

"Simple. We go out into the woods."

"Uh huh..."

"And we see if anything attacks us."

They all looked at him like he'd gone mad. Gone into the woods against who knows what. That's insane. But unfortunately it was the best plan they had. Sherlock caught on to their reaction to his plan.

"I know it sounds crazy. But the best way to track it down is to find out where it lives. Also if it attacks us then we're one step closer to finding out what it is, which makes us another step closer to killing it."

"John smiled and said "Well it's the best plan we've got. Let's go for it."

"Whoopee." Deanna drawled. Her voice dripping with sarcasm.

That night they went out into Dewars hollow (aka the woods). Sam and John had made sure to arm themselves with silver bullets. Deanna had armed herself with a pocket knife, a seemingly idiotic weapon, but hey it could be useful. Sherlock, however went completely unarmed.

As the hiked into the woods the sky began to get darker as clouds rose in. The moon created an ominous light. The moonlight shone through the shadows, highlighting them. The shadows danced under the moonlight.

They could hear the sounds of owls and various birds. They often stopped to shine their torches on the creatures, just to be safe. The only other sound that could be heard was their footsteps. They were careful to avoid making any loud sounds.

Suddenly they heard the sound of branches breaking. The sound of footsteps fastly approaching them. They could feel something breathing down their necks but when they turned around there was nothing there.

Out of the corner of his eyes Sherlock saw a shadow moving through trees. He quietly alerted John, Deanna and Sam. They all looked in the direction of the shadow Sherlock had seen. The shadow began slowly emerging from the trees. They could only just see it's full form before it disappeared back into the unearthly darkness.

It had the shape of a hound. It had long shaggy black fur which made it appear like a living shadow. It had a pair of piercing red eyes that glowed in the moonlight. The hound itself was massive, it was about the size of a small horse. Judging by that, it would very easily be able to tear them to shreds. Its teeth were like newly sharpened razor blades, and its claws like jagged rocks beneath a cliff.

All of a sudden the hound leapt out of the shadows and towards them.

One wrong move and they're dead.

A/N: MWAHAHAHAHAHAH cliff hanger. I'll try and update quickly.