Chapter 17
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"Right, so let us round this up, shall we? Frankly, I'm tired and I don't want to delay my delightful plan any longer." Moriarty said.
The screen changed to John and Sherlock sat against the wall as usual.
Suddenly the door opened and Jack ran in after closing it gently.
"We need to get you out of here. Right now. We have about three minutes before Frederick comes and gets you, his next test might just break you." Jack said.
Sherlock and John scrambled up.
"What does he want to do to us?" John asked.
"Torture. Look, I can handle the small tests where you have security but this one is different. They won't stop because it won't kill you." Jack said and knelt in front of them.
"I need you to trust me. You need to listen to everything I say. Don't try to be noble, just listen to me and follow my instructions. We have a one minute gap of time when the door isn't guarded. Are you ready?" Jack asked.
Sherlock and John nodded.
Jack spread out his arms and John and Sherlock climbed onto him, both settling on his sides.
"Keep quiet." Jack whispered and he held them tightly to him. Sherlock and John wrapped their arms around his neck and held onto one of each other's hands.
Jack opened the door and peeked out. Then with a glance around he ran.
He ran through the maze of corridors and just as he made it to a massive door red lights flashed around them and a massive and deafening alarm sounded.
Jack pulled the door open and ran outside.
The screen changed to Hamish, Rose and their team running across fields and through forests.
Then it changed back. Jack, Sherlock and John were surrounded. Jack had a look of sheer panic written over his face. He ran back into the building and shut the door. You could hear the thundering footsteps but he quickly outran them all, using passageways and changing direction constantly.
He stopped at a door and saw that there was a pass code.
"Let me." Sherlock said. Sherlock leaned over and inspected the buttons. Then he began tying 5 numbers and a green light buzzed and the door swung open.
It was a large room and the lights suddenly turned on.
Frederick stood in the middle of the room. The door shut behind the three and locked with a click.
Frederick clapped slowly. "Oh, how brilliant. I knew someone was betraying me... I never thought it would be you, Jack." Frederick said.
"I won't let you hurt them anymore. Please, Frederick, I beg you, they're just children. And they're good people." Jack said.
"No they're not. John shot someone. And Sherlock becomes very vicious at times." Frederick said.
"What did you expect, Frederick? Can you possibly imagine how much it hurts when the one you love is hurt?" Jack asked.
"They are dangerous! I barely ran more than a few tests and I'm pretty much proven right." Frederick said.
"Frederick. These two boys share a bond, stronger than I have ever seen before. They love each other and they will do anything for each other. So, put yourself in their shoes. You tried to drown John, you made Sherlock appear to be dead, you made them have a glimpse of what life would be like without each other... and that scared them. Fear and love are dangerous. Not Sherlock and John. You take any two people who love each other and run the same tests, I guarantee you that the results would be similar. This is mad, Frederick, let them go." Jack said.
Sherlock and John looked at each other and then back to the insane man.
"Jack, I am trying to protect everyone." Frederick said "Nothing you will ever say would convince me that these two are not dangerous. You can kill me... I know you're thinking about doing it, Jack, I'm not stupid. You can kill me. But that won't save Sherlock and John. I have other people who know exactly what to do if I die. And I'm ready. Whatever happens, those two will not be together, and if I have to kill them to ensure it then I will." Frederick finished.
Frederick pulled out a gun and pointed it at Jack.
"Put them down. Or all three of you die." Frederick said.
Jack slowly lowered the two to the ground. Sherlock and John grabbed onto each other and shuffled back a bit.
"NO!" Frederick shouted and his gun fired. But the man was insane and panicking, so he missed. The bullet hit the wall. But that wasn't the problem. A spark that blew out of the gun hit a barrel that contained petrol and it ignited. But there wasn't just one barrel. The room was full of them. And soon enough the whole room was ablaze.
Sherlock and John held each other close and looked around in panic.
Jack shot Frederick and the man fell limp as blood oozed out of his forehead.
"It's Okay! I'll get you out!" Jack shouted and ran to the door. But just as they reached it the fire obscured their last exit too. They were trapped.
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