John

My arm throbs and I want nothing but to curl up and disappear.

Fuck my arm my whole body feels like it's been thrown into a woodchipper.

I try to listen to James discuss plans but all I can focus on is the sound of them loading guns.

I notice a figure moving towards me ever so slowly. It's impossible to tell, in the pitch black darkness, who it is.

"No pl-"

"Shhh!" She, female voice, says. "John listen I'm so sorry. I'm gonna get you out of here okay."

"Mary!" She places her hand over my mouth sending a wave of pain through my body.

"I never imagined he'd go this far. Now when Sherlock gets here you do exactly as he says got it?" Mary whispers and I nod.

She turns to leave but I catch her hand. "I'm scared...." I whisper and let tears fall from my eyes.

Mary sighs and curls up next to me. "Don't be scared. I'm going to do everything in my power to make sure you and Sherlock make it out of this building alive." She whispers.

"Mary."

"Hmm?"

I take my ex-wife's hand in mine and she squeezes mine.

"Thank you."

"JOHN!" Sherlock cries and Mary releases my hand.

"That's my cue." Mary says before disappearing out of my cell.

There's people with loaded guns stood right outside my door...oh Sherlock please be careful.

I look down at my arm and run my fingers over the cuts. A small smile forms on my lips as I allow myself to break down.

I'd shout I believe in Sherlock Holmes from every rooftop in London if it made him happy.

Suddenly a ton of gunshots go off. "Sherlock." I whisper as a silence rushes over the place.

I try to move but the pain causes me not to. I close my eyes and fight the urge to cry out.

A certain smell fills the room and I instantly calm down. It makes me feel safe almost.

"John! John can you hear me?!" Sherlock sobs. Wait!! Sherlock?!?!

"S-sherlock?" I whisper and reach up towards where I think his face would be. I end up stroking Sherlock's cheek and wiping away his tears.

"John we haven't got long. Can you walk?" Sherlock asks.

"No." Sherlock picks me up bridal style and I hide my face in his chest.

A sudden memory hits me and I fill with fear. Sherlock was hired to kill me. He said it!

I try to jerk away but again the pain stops me.

"John I'm not going to hurt you. Never again. I promise." Sherlock whispers and leans down to kiss my head.

Sherlock

Carefully I start to walk John and I towards the exit. We can do this.

As we head down another long twisted hallway I realize I've made a huge mistake.

"Hello Sleeping Beauty." Moriarty laughs. My heart starts to race and I hold John closer to me.

"Seems like you're speechless. How amusing."

Makes people start to surround us. I'm outnumbered. My shirt starts to dampen with what has to be John's tears.

Someone tries to snatch John from me only to get an elbow to the nose.

"Sherlock don't make this hard on yourself or hard on him. I highly doubt John doesn't want to live anymore anyways." Moriarty pauses and a devilish grin grows on his face.

"You did admit to being a fake after-"

"Stop! You drugged him and it failed! You leave his head alone!" I shout and John tightens his grip on me.

"Go boys and well Mary."

Before I can say anything I've got two extremely buff men holding me back while John gets jerked from my arms.

"No! Leave him alone!" John wails and I want nothing more than to run to him and comfort him as best as I can.

"John." I say to try to get his attention but I fail.

"HE DID NOTHING TO YOU JAMES! LEAVE HIM BE!"

"John listen to me!" I half shout and it works this time.

"It's okay. You'll be ok. You can go back to Mary and forget I ever happened." I start to get pushed away and I look over my shoulder at John.

"Take care of Mrs. Hudson! And you can clean the fridge out!" I sob.

John

I watch as Sherlock gets forcefully pushed to his knees and a gun gets brought to his head.

I get shoved into a cell and this time they lock the door.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I plead but this just causes James to laugh.

Then I hear it.......bang.