A/N: Here is another chapter, hope you enjoy

How long did they run? Who can say, I'm sure Sherlock would have some idea if you pressed him to say but it really didn't matter at this point. They could no longer hear the barking but none of them could bring themselves to stop running. And then Maryn fell.

She hit the ground hard, and she couldn't get up. Her body just gave up on her, she hadn't wanted to admit how much the gas she inhaled had affected her, but it had and now she couldn't move. Couldn't walk, couldn't run, couldn't talk and could barely breathe.

"Maryn!" John skidded to a stop and dropped to his knees beside Maryn. Sherlock stopped as well, leaning against the wall to rest while his partner slipped back into hysterics.

"John" Sherlock breathed "I think we should go"

John's head snapped up to meet Sherlock's "What!" seethed John, Maryn nodded best she could at Sherlock's request.

"Yes" the word was barely audible "Go"

"I'm not leaving, I'm not losing you" he said to her "Not again…I can't…not again"

Maryn looked at him, she looked as if she wanted to say something but she couldn't. She couldn't say anything to John, as badly as she wanted to tell him everything. She wanted him to stay, she wanted to hold him, keep him, and never let him go. But she couldn't so; she used the last of her strength to push him away from her, as far away as she could and then she closed her eyes.

John stared at her, not knowing what to do, but Sherlock did.

"John, let's go" Sherlock said sternly

"No"

"John, we can come back for her, but right now we need to go, we need to get out, or else we'll all be dead" he said quickly.

"I'm not leaving her!" John shouted at him. He pulled Maryn so she was propped up against the wall, Sherlock made a sound of frustration.

"John, I understand that you-"

"No you don't" John deadpanned not taking his eyes off Maryn "You don't Sherlock"

"You're in love with her" Sherlock tried his best not to roll his eyes.

John kept silent, not bothering to respond to Sherlock.

"I didn't leave her on the plane, and I'm not leaving her now" He told him with defiance, Sherlock pursed his lips together, but must have realized that he wasn't going to convince John otherwise.

"I'm not carrying her" Sherlock told him

Despite his exhaustion John pulled Maryn up and over his shoulder and followed Sherlock, the endless hallway continued, and they had to wonder how large this building was and where exactly they were in the world.

After a few minutes, John stopped to rest; it was hard for him to continue for he had also inhaled the toxic gas.

"We can come back for her you know" Sherlock suggested once again.

"No"

"John, how do you know that it's not some sort of trap?" asked Sherlock.

"What?"

"Well, we don't know how she survived do we" said Sherlock carefully

"Are you saying that she's with her brother?" asked John

This question was one to be considered but John and Sherlock didn't have much time to do so for once again the roof above their heads was missing. Above them happened to be one person whom they really weren't keen on seeing.

"Hennery?" asked John

"John" he nodded, jumping down to their level.

"You did this" John growled, of course he had Maryn in his hands so he couldn't exactly attack the man whom he held so much hatred for.

"I did what was best for her" he defended himself

"Oh yeah, that's working out really well" said John sarcastically.

"Not the time John" Sherlock muttered to him.

"She's dying" John told Hennery sharply.

"She wouldn't be if she had been like me like she was supposed to be" Hennery snapped at John

"Damn" Sherlock whispered under his breath.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" asked John

"Oh don't try to tell me you think your right for her?" scoffed Hennery

"That wasn't what I was saying" said John awkwardly.

"Good, because you're not" Hennery narrowed his eyes at John

"Oh and you are?" asked John angrily

"Yes" Hennery said "You barely know her"

"You basically killed her" John gritted his teeth

"I'm not the one dragging around her body" Hennery shot back.

John so badly wanted to smash Hennery's face in but he sort of was dragging Maryn's body around and couldn't just drop her.

"Look, just give her to me. I'll make sure she's safe" Hennery told him

"Yes, because of how well that worked out last time" John rolled his eyes.

"She's dehydrated, starving, and has inhaled a huge amount of toxic gas, if she stays with you wandering these halls, she will die" Hennery said.

"John-" Sherlock began

"Sherlock" John cut off Sherlock

"Okay, I'll make you a deal. I'll make sure Maryn is safe, and show you two the way out" he said, Sherlock and John both looked at each other.

"John" Sherlock said again "We have to"

John was staring at Maryn "I Know"

John readjusted himself and handed Maryn to Hennery, he wouldn't allow Maryn to die, no matter what that meant for him. Hennery held Maryn bridal style, she looked a lot smaller in his arms than she did in John's, and John tried not to let that bother him.

"You won't see her again" Hennery told him

"She'll be safe?" asked John

"I promise" said Hennery

"I need to know that" John strained his voice. Hennery pressed his lips together.

"She'll send you a letter" he said "Now, please don't think this is me going back on my word"

Just then, three men dressed in black jumped down from the hole above them and hit both Sherlock and John over the head, and they were captured into the darkness. This was the end. Happy.

A/N: Well, not really quite the end, almost though. I didn't like this chapter all that much, but please review all the same, tell me what you think of the overall story, send your ideas, ect…