Sherlock didn't respond to John's question as he rushed over to the cockpit to tell the pilot to land the plane. While Sherlock was doing this, John checked Maryn over to see if the drug had any other effect on her.
She appeared to be fine, so John just kneeled next to her waiting for Sherlock to come back. Before Sherlock returned John felt a substantial change in the incline of the plane, it was going towards the ground.
"Sherlock!" called John.
Sherlock was back a few moments later, he stepped over Maryn and picked up the phone she had dropped while under the influence of the dug, he quickly looked thru the contacts to find Hennery. It didn't take very long and he put the phone to his ear waiting.
"Maryn?" answered a deep voice
"Hello, who are you?" asked Sherlock.
"Hennery, who the hell are you?" he asked.
'Aggressive' noted Sherlock.
"Sherlock Holmes, I was told to call you and you would tell us what to do" he said.
"What have you done with Maryn, let me talk to her!" he demanded.
"Sorry, she's unable to talk right now, but we're getting close to the ground and your help would be appreciated" said Sherlock, John gave Sherlock a curious look.
"I'm not telling you anything until I talk to Maryn!" he said stubbornly.
"Maryn's dead, now will you talk to me?" asked Sherlock bluntly.
"Okay" John grabbed the phone "Hello, yes no he didn't mean that she's alive, just knocked out by a sedative"
"I swear to god if you hurt her I will kill you" threatened Hennery.
"Right okay, well you see my name is John Watson, my friend Sherlock Holmes and I-" John was cut off in the middle of his explanation.
"Wait, that really was Sherlock Holmes, and you're John Watson?" asked Hennery.
"Um, yes, yes we are" said John
"Oh, well in that case, what's going on how can I help?" Hennery asked.
"Sorry, can you explain your position in this situation?" asked John very, very confused.
"I'm a friend of Maryn's" he said.
"A friend?" asked John
"Yes, a friend, she told me of her intentions with Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. She said, that she may need help and she'd call if she did, obviously I was worried, when someone called me from her phone" he explained.
"Oh, right of course. Well you see, her brother found out about everything and drugged the water on the plane, she drank some and is knocked out, we're fine, she told us to call you and you'd help us and keep us safe" said John quickly.
"Oh I see, well fine, where are you? Never mind I'll just trace her phone" he told her.
"How many people trace this phone" John muttered to himself.
"Okay fine, I'll send a car to that location, should be there when you land" said Hennery, "Tell her to call me when she wakes up" Hennery hung up on John.
"So he's sending a car then?" asked Sherlock.
"Yes" said John frowning to himself as he thought over that very unusual and awkward conversation, Sherlock noticed this.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Hm? Oh yes, fine" said John,
Finally the plane landed and Sherlock quickly moved to the exit to get off the plane as quickly as possible, he did not need to see Moriarty again so soon.
"Sherlock, wait" said John.
Sherlock turned to look at John confused.
"Are we really just going to leave her here?" asked John.
"She told us to" said Sherlock not exactly understanding why John wanted to bring her.
"But, she could be hurt here all alone. She helped us, we should help her" said John standing his ground.
"But John!" wined Sherlock, John gave him a look "Ugh, fine, but I'm not carrying her"
John had temporarily forgotten about that aspect of the plan. He sighed and picked Maryn up cradle style and threw her arms around his neck for support. He stumbled out of the plane, he found Sherlock standing in the middle of a field, there was no sign of civilization anywhere. The car hadn't arrived yet.
"You two look cozy" smiled Sherlock.
"Oh would you shut up" said John annoyed.
It took a good 5 minutes before the car arrived, and John's arms were starting to get tired. Sherlock decided not to help John and got into the front seat. John awkwardly put Maryn in the back seat and sat next to her, her head rolled onto his shoulder as he tried to put on her seatbelt. Sherlock smirked and John saw this in the mirror.
"Would you shut up!" asked John.
"I didn't say anything" said Sherlock still smiling.
"I can hear your thoughts" said John giving Sherlock an irritated look.
"Are you Hennery?" John asked the driver who hadn't said anything yet.
"Nope, I'm a friend of Hennery's" grumbled the driver, Sherlock raised his eyebrows.
"I see" said Sherlock.
A few hours passed, and finally Maryn began to wake up, she had been asleep on John for the entire ride. She opened one eye, then another but didn't raise her head up just yet on account of the headache that was building.
"Where am I?" she asked to no one in particular, she didn't know who she was with, where she was or how she got there.
"Oh, you're in a car, on your way to um" John really had no idea where they were going, neither Sherlock nor him did; well Sherlock probably had an idea. "A place" John finished
"Oh, who are you?" she asked, still not lifting her head up.
"John Watson" he said, half smiling.
"John Watson?" she muttered, then suddenly remembered everything, and realized how she was positioned.
"Oh, John!" she raised her head up quickly and blushed, looking away "Sorry"
"It's fine" he said amused.
"It's all fine" whispered Sherlock so only John could really hear.
John gave Sherlock a 'shut the hell up' look.
"I thought I told you to leave me in the plane!" she said understanding what they had done.
"I wanted to, John insisted on bringing you along" said Sherlock shaking his head.
"I was worried" shrugged John.
"Worried? About me? Honestly John I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself" she rolled her eyes.
"Said the girl who's been sleeping on John for the past two and half hours" said Sherlock
"Would you shut up Sherlock!" shouted Maryn; she looked out the window to see that they were in a small town.
"it's a good thing we were closed to Hennery when we landed" said Maryn. "Or you two, might be dead right now"
"Right, who is Hennery?" asked John.
"A friend" said Maryn simply.
"A friend?" asked John.
"Yes, a friend John, why?" asked Maryn.
"Nothing, he just seemed awfully protective of you on the phone" said John
"He's like that" shrugged Maryn.
"So he's not your…" John trailed off.
"My what John?" she asked arching her eyebrows.
"Your boyfriend" finished John.
"No" she smiled.
"Oh god, this is worse that the plane" said Sherlock.
A/N: Aw, no reviews for last chapter. Oh, well I shall hope for them this time! Thanks for reading and please review! And remember, ideas are welcome!
