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.

142. Friends Protect Each Other

When at last Sally was able to close the door behind the retreating figure of DCI Wright, the four former fugitives all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are we safe now?" the Detective Sergeant asked, looking wide eyed at the three men sitting in the large lounge of Mycroft's (now Sherlock's) house.

"Yes," John nodded thoughtfully, "Yes I do believe we are."

"So long as we are careful." Greg added.

"Smart move that, getting Wright to agree to request yours and Sally's immediate transfer to our protection team." With a grin John turned to Sherlock. "And who'd have thought you were such a good actor? You almost had me convinced that you could only trust people you knew well."

"It made eminently good sense to me," Sherlock stretched and yawned. "We four need to look out for each other, and anyway," he added for good measure. "Greg and Sally are safer here."

"I've gotta say I don't fancy returning to the yard anytime soon." Sally sighed, slumping down beside Greg on the couch.

"No need to for a while, they have no idea where I've got to with the work."

"And that is?"

"As far as they are concerned I have a long way to go before a work out the chemicals and technique to separate the drugs from the binder."