Grace

When I woke up after the whole ordeal at the pool, I had found myself chained to a wall and Sherlock was chained to the wall opposite.

"Sherlock," I said and slowly he looked up. "What is going on?"

"I don't even know anymore?" He sighed as Moriarty burst through the door.

"Well it turns out your little friend John isn't as reliable as you thought."

"What are you talking about?" Sherlock snapped.

"Don't use that tone of voice with me." Moriarty burst through the door.

"Well, it turns out your little friend John isn't as reliable as you thought."

"What are you talking about?" Sherlock snapped.

"Don't use that tone of voice with me." Moriarty said whipping out a knife.

"Jim, come here." I said panicking. It was a stupid idea I knew, but I needed away to get him away from Sherlock with that knife.

He turned to me smiling as he came closer. "Hello Grace." He purred grabbing the back belt loop on my jeans and pulled my hips towards him.

I heard Sherlock growl but before Moriarty could turn around I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him close.

"Let him go," I whispered in his ear.

He looked at me and I watched as his eyes filled with anger and he shoved me backwards my head cracking against the concrete wall.

"Don't you dare!" I heard Sherlock yell.

"Don't tell me what to do Sherlock! I am in charge!" Moriarty screamed as he grabbed a pipe that lay next to Sherlock and swung it hard into Sherlock's stomach.

"No!" I screamed and I watched as Sherlock slumped forward out of breath. "Why are you doing this?" I asked.

"Because I want too." Moriarty smiled. "Well," he sighed calming down a bit. "We have 'til four o'clock let's have fun." As he said this, these two men rolled in a table full of what looked like surgical equipment.

"Wha…what is going on?" I asked looking at Sherlock who looked just as scared as I felt. "Jim, please don't do this, I beg of you."

Suddenly two more men came in carrying a metal bed frame and a car battery with jumper cables.

"No, no please don't!" I screamed as two of the men unhooked me from the wall and dragged me towards the bed frame, which the other two men had attached the jumper cable that was now attached to the car battery. They shoved me into the bed and tied me to it so my back was bruised by the hard metal bars that dug into me.

"Don't do this!" Sherlock screamed as he struggled with his chains.

"Oops." Moriarty smiled as he switched on the battery. A surge of what felt like fire rippled through my body. I heard someone scream and I realized it was me.

"I'm going to rip you to pieces?" Sherlock yelled as Moriarty switched off battery.

"Do you have anything to say Gracie?" He said grabbing my face so I was looking at him.

"Please just let Sherlock go I…I will stay here, please James." I breathed tears streaming down my face.

"Oh my dear, you will be staying here. You have no choice." Moriarty said wiping the tears away. "But I want to have some fun first. Why don't we just break his heart?" He smiled as he switched on the battery."

Three more times he switched it on and back off. By the last time, I couldn't even feel it. My body just felt numb.

"I'm begging you, I will do anything please just stop." Sherlock begged.

"But Sherlock, I'm just getting started." Moriarty laughed as he kicked the bed so it fell over. It now stood like a normal bed with me strapped to it. Slowly he unhook the battery setting it to the side. Two men came in carrying a jar of water and a rag.

"Oh god, please no!" Sherlock yelled.

"What are you going to do?" I asked but I realized that I had said none of that. My mouth was so numb that the words just came out as nonsense. The next thing I knew, the rag was in front of my face and suddenly I was drowning.

"No!" I heard someone yell.

I tried to fight back but my whole body felt like jello.

"You're going to kill her please!" The voice yelled again. The rag was removed and I gasped for air with what little strength I had left.

"I'm not going to kill her, Sherlock," Moriarty smiled. "I love her," He crushed his lips upon mine. "Oh it looks like it's show time." He said pulling away as he pulled out a phone. "Let's see how good your acting skills are Sherlock." He pulled out a note card and held it in front of Sherlock's face, while one of his men held the phone up to Sherlock's ear. "You read exactly what I wrote or Gracie here looses a tooth." He snapped his fingers and another one of his men came over to me and pried my mouth open sticking a pair of pliers in and grabbed my tooth causing me to whimper.

"Ok, I will," Sherlock said desperately and I could tell he was terrified even though he tried to hide it.

There was a brief moment of silence before Sherlock spoke again. "Hello Johnny boy," He said his voice flat. "We are find John, Moriarty says that he will let me go by the end of the day but Grace is staying with him." I could hear John yell. "Grace is fine, she wants to stay here." Suddenly Sherlock coughed and the man started to pull my tooth. I screamed out in pain trying hard to hold back the tears.

"I coughed!" Sherlock yelled as his eyes darted between Moriarty and me.

"I told you to read exactly what I wrote!" Moriarty yelled back.

"Ok, I'll read it word for word, just please stop, please." Sherlock begged and I could see tears starting to form in his eyes. The man stopped pulling on my tooth and stepped away.

"I'm very disappointed in you John," Sherlock said as he continued to read the card. "I am going to give you one more clue and if you don't figure this one out, I might just kill them." He said and as he finished, Moriarty picked up the pipe again.

"Don't, Jim, please!" I screamed but he continued to slam the pipe into Sherlock's stomach, part of the pipe hit the wall causing a loud crash. "Sh…" I started when Moriarty stabbed me in the neck with a needle. The last thing I saw before I blacked out was Moriarty take another swing at Sherlock.

I woke up to find that I couldn't see anything. Everything was pitch black; I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face.

"Sherlock!" I called but I got no answer. "Sherlock please." I said as my fear started to set in. "Moriarty this isn't funny! Jim! James!" I cried.

"I'm here." Moriarty whispered in my ear as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Turn the light on!" I demanded as I tried to break free from his grip.

"Oh, I might." He purred as he reached up my shirt and messed with the clasp on my bra.

"Don't" I snapped stomping on my I believed to be his foot.

"You bitch!" He screamed shoving me to the ground. "You are going to pay for that." He snapped and suddenly the lights turned on and I found that I was alone.

"You have thirty minutes to find Sherlock, or else I will kill him." Moriarty's voice said. "Go!"

I took off running. As I got into the hallway I found that whatever building I was in had been abandoned. Trash and pieces of the ceiling and wall coved the floors and at the end of the hall was what looked like an old rusted hospital bed.

"Let's make this a little more interesting." He said and suddenly a bullet flew by my head.

"What are you doing?" I yelled as I turned around to see a man chasing me, his gun pointed straight at me.

"I'm giving you a challenge, now go!" he screamed and another bullet sailed by.

I took off running looking into every open door to see if anyone was in there. I knew that the doors that were closed were my best shot, but until I could shake this guy behind me, that wasn't going to happen.

"Sherlock," I screamed as I turned onto a new hallway that looked identical to the first.

Suddenly everything went black and I couldn't see anything.

"What are you doing?" I screamed feeling around trying not to trip.

"Adding another challenge."

"Stop it." I screamed but suddenly I ran into what must have been one of the old hospital bed, and it knocked the wind out of me.

"Grace!" I heard someone yell and I recognized it as John.

"John!" I tried to yell but I could barely make a sound.

"Grace!" He called again, "Sherlock."

"John, I'm here!" I called when suddenly I felt someone's hand go over my mouth as they started to drag me away. As I struggled, I could hear John calling. "Please find Sherlock," I prayed.

Who ever had me dragged me into a room just as the lights turned on. I saw that Moriarty was the one who had grabbed me. Quickly he slammed me into the wall all of his weight pinning me to it.

"What are you…" I started when his lips crushed onto mine.

"I love you." He whispered as he pressed his hips to mine.

"What happed to me having a challenge." I said trying to push him away.

"Well, you brother ruined that plan. While my men take care of him, let's just savor this moment." He started to kiss me again.

I bit his lip hard and he backed away slapping me across the face.

"Stay away from my brother!" I yelled and he shoved me back into the wall this time ripping my shirt open.

I tried hard to break free as Moriarty's hands started to run across my bare stomach.

"NO!" I yelled as my knee met his groin and he fell down in pain.

Quickly I ripped open the door and ran out into the hall.

"John! Sherlock!" I called hoping one of them would answer.

"Grace!" Someone yelled and I turned to find it was Moriarty chasing after me.

The floor on the hallway I was in suddenly became wet. I looked down to find a puddle of water. The panic set in as I heard splashing in the room next to me. I slammed myself into the door breaking it open. I found a man holding Sherlock's head into the water.

"NO!" I screamed as I shoved the man to the ground. He whipped out a knife which I quickly grabbed and slit his throat.

I took a deep breath as I sat back looking at my hands that were now covered with blood. My hands shook as I realized what I had become. Suddenly I looked over at Sherlock who lay motionless on the floor.

"Oh god, no!" I gasped running over to him. He wasn't breathing. "Sherlock please!" I screamed shaking him hoping he would wake up, but he didn't. "I don't remember how to do CPR," I thought as I placed my hands on his chest. "But I have to try." I pumped my hands on his chest and then breathed into his mouth trying to remember what John had taught me when I was younger. "It's not working!" I screamed I don't know why I said it out load maybe I was hoping John would appear behind me and save the day. However, I knew that John wasn't coming I was on my own.

Suddenly something wrapped around my waist pulling me away.

"No!" I screamed reaching for Sherlock as I was pulled farther and farther away. When I was pulled into the hall, I was slammed into the wall.

"Don't do that again!" Moriarty snapped as he started to kiss my neck.

"Please let me save him." I begged.

"But my dear, he is beyond saving, he's dead." He smiled.

If it hadn't been for Moriarty holding me up. I would have collapsed to the floor.

"No! Oh God no!" I screamed as Moriarty dragged me away.

"Will you shut up!" He snapped as he threw me into a room and shut the door behind me. This room was different, this one had a bed. I knew where this was going, but I didn't care, I didn't even fight back as Moriarty pushed me onto the bed. He got on top of me as he pushed my shirt off.

"Kill me please." I begged closing my eyes waiting for the quick pain of a knife or a gun.

"Do you love him that much?" Moriarty asked and there was almost a softness to his voice.

"Yes," I sobbed. "Please James."

"Well then, we have a problem." He said all the softness gone from his voice. He quickly stabbed me with a needle releasing the drugs into my blood stream. As I slowly fell into unconsciousness, I prayed for one thing, death.

When I woke up, I was blinded by the sun. It took a while for my eyes to adjust, when they did, I found myself on what looked to be a rooftop. As I turned around, I found Sherlock strapped to a door on the other side of the roof.

"Sherlock I gasped as I ran to him. "Thank God!" I said as I found that he was breathing.

"God had nothing to do with it." I heard someone say behind me. I turned to find Moriarty. "I was just going to let him die, but I changed my mind."

"Why?" I asked stepping closer to Sherlock as Moriarty stepped closer.

"Well, I knew that my plan wouldn't work if all you ever wanted is for me to kill you."

"What plan?" I asked suddenly very afraid.

"Well you will find out, but right now I have a deal for you."

Please review oh and tell me what song you best think describes Grace and Sherlock's relationship