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.

133. Visitors

While Sherlock sat and absorbed that information John ran down the stairs to speak to Mrs Hudson.

On his way back up he collected Greg and Sally who arrived carrying the minimum of luggage.

"Is he alright?" Sally asked as her eyes swept over Sherlock, still sitting exactly where John had left him.

"Been hit over the head with an unexpected truth." The doctor grinned, moving through to the kitchen and putting the kettle on. "What are your plans Greg? Going back to the yard?"

"I don't know, I don't know who to trust anymore." The older man shook his head.

"Sally?" John looked at the Detective Sergeant, eyebrows raised.

"If I'm honest I'm taking my lead from Greg." Sally sighed. "When the government fell we all knew it would be manic, but I didn't expect…." The usually stoic caramel features suddenly crumpled as the enormity of what had happened.

Greg was at her side immediately, pulling her into his arms, his hand cradling her head against his shoulder as she cried.

"Shock." John said softly, putting two mugs of tea beside them on the kitchen table and taking a third through to Sherlock.

He put his head back round the kitchen door.

"Let me just move some of my stuff from upstairs and she can rest up in my bed."