I have many names, but my clients call me M. Save me.
He looked around he could her a noise coming from somewhere in the room but he couldn’t see anything. He frowned walking more into the room. If this was Moriarty’s warehouse it have some very odd tricks in here, he was afraid to switch on the lights so he got out his mobile instead, he lifted it up and around the area where he heard the noise from. His head shot up as he heard his name being shouted, that sounded like Amy! He stopped when he got to a wall, well it looked like a wall, there must be a secret door here somewhere. “Amelia!” He shouted tapping the wall trying to find some sort of door. He heard a door opening behind him. “Shit.” He whispered before ducking behind some boxes and waiting for them to leave.
When she heard him she reached at the door trying to pull it with her finger nails. Amy heard the other door open, she pulled back knowing who it was going to be. She curled up tightly wincing as the door was thrown open. She felt pain before he even touched her, but the next moment she was thrown across the room lying in the middle of the floor. The mobile she had stolen fell next to her, at least that would keep Sherlock safe where he was.
“How did you get hold of this!” One man shouted. “You best tell him” He said to the other man. “Well we didn’t find it okay. She never had it” The argued before running out of the room. Amy was so thankful to that but just lay there during the conversation, she moved to sit up hunching forward painfully before clicking her back into place.
He hide himself further behind the boxes hoping they wouldn’t find him. The door clicked as it shut behind them. He was finding it difficult to hear what they were saying but he could tell they were shouting, he snarled under his breathe he just wanted to rip them apart. He moved forwards as they left putting his foot in the door before it closed. He glanced down at Amy the sight he saw made his heart break, he was finding it hard to keep his face neutral. He slowly made his was to her. Kneeling down in front of her he accessed her injuries, afraid he might hurt her if he touch her. “A-Amelia, …what happened?” He asked his voice shaking as he spoke.
When Amy saw him come through the door her heart leaped, when he knelt in front of her with some difficulty she moved her hand to touch the side of his face to check he was real. “We need to get back, he doesn’t leave for long. We need to get out.” She said and tried to stand even though she knew it would never happen on her own. She was sure many of her ribs were broken and her ankle was shattered. She lent her arm against him, “Quickly.”
He couldn’t speak his throat felt to tight, but she was right they needed to get out of here and now. If they waited any longer they would be found. Moving closer to her he wrapped his arms around her and lifting her off the ground carefully but quickly, he just hoped she wouldn’t whimper or make any noises until they were out of this place. He found another door at the back, which lead around the guards. He gently stood up and shifted her so he could move fast. He made his way though the door closing it quietly, he wouldn’t be able to dodge anyone with her in his arms their best bet would be to run, he made a quick dash to the back gates, almost tripping as he ran.
Moriarty waited by the gates, having just luckily catching a glimpse of a video feed his now dead ex worker was suppose to be watching. He was able to just see Sherlock slink into darkness as his men came in. He was far from amused. “The Knight saving his Princess.” His eyes turned fully black as his amused expression fell, the monster showing in his features.
