Cold Obsidian Eyes

by johnsarmylady

London, after Moriarty's attempt to take over the country, is left in the hands of ruthless and power hungry gangs. Sherlock Holmes, scientist, found himself kidnapped, rescued, and dragged into the fight by a stranger and his unusual band of followers. But Sherlock has a secret that could spell death for all of them. An AU told in 221B format. Rated M for later themes.

56. The Laboratory

Sherlock and John were still sniggering about Mycroft's cake hunt when they finally climbed out of the cab outside 221B Baker Street.

With a quick glance up and down the street, Sherlock's keen eyes picked out Gary and Andy, both looking busy yet inconspicuous, both keeping a close watch on the building.

He noted that Gary acknowledged him with the barest nod of his head, and he said as much to John once they were inside.

"Of course." John replied in an off-hand manner. "They know you're on our side, they've accepted you into the fold."

"Like a sheep?"

"Yeah, like you're very sheepish!" John grinned and started towards the stairs.

"Boys!" Mrs Hudson called as she walked up from the basement flat and with a flourish handed a key to Sherlock.

"I've kitted it out with the best equipment I could manage." She stepped back as he flew down the stairs, with John following carefully behind.

Standing in the doorway to what should have been a kitchen he listened as Sherlock moved around, mumbling the names of the pieces of equipment, exclaiming over the quality of it all.

Smiling at his friend's enthusiasm, John edged over to a work surface and unloaded the samples he was carrying.

"You have fun here," he said. "I'm going up to make a brew."