How They Met Alice (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

This one might be a bit graphic. I'm sorry.

(Still Third Person View: )

John returned to the hotel they had stayed at the previous night, pretending to have left something there. As he entered the room, he was knocked on the head unconscious.

Sherlock walked with Alice to a different café, apparently arguing. The café was suddenly cleared out and the two sociopaths were bound and led out of the building with blindfolds.

The three awoke (Sherlock first) and were practically blinded by the bright fluorescent light. They were handcuffed behind their backs to hard, metal chairs in front of a plain fold-out table. The room was a standard grey interrogation type. John dramatically tugged on his restraints.

"No, just... no." Alice whispered to him, shaking her head. Sherlock sat there, seemingly as content as he would be at 221b. There was a mirror on the wall facing them, which they knew was a two-way. Alice and Sherlock acted excellently, not over-selling their scowls or rigidness. John sat like he usually would, not sure how to act like his companions. After a few minutes of assumed observation from their captors, a rather fat, greasy, Italian man came in, flowed by two large men with large weapons. Alice scowled appropriately and leaned forward a bit. The fat man sat across from her (she was in the middle with John to her left and Sherlock on her right) and leaned forward on his elbows. His poor suit coat strained at the seams. Alice smiled smugly.

"Alison White... I've waited long time for this moment." Esposito said with his Italian accent weighing heavily on his English.

"I didn't think I'd see you again, old friend." She replied, not taking her eyes off him.

"Indeed. I assume you have destroyed case?" He asked again, leaning back, this time letting his shirt buttons suffer.

"Molto bene." She said, winking at John. Esposito glanced at the doctor.

"These are your friends?" He asked, the two men that had followed him in coming behind Sherlock and John. Alice raised an eyebrow cautiously and nodded. The crime lord nodded at his men, who unlocked Sherlock and John and forced them to their feet. Alice was sincerely worried, but didn't avert her eyes from her captor. "As you destroy case, I destroy your friends." He said. Alice's eyes widened, as did Johns. She pushed her eyebrows together and sat forward.

"No. Please. I didn't destroy the case. How could you believe that?" She said honestly. Esposito raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly to his men, who had begun to lead her friends out.

"That was much simpler than I thought. You have lost your edge, Alison." He said, smiling. She, with some difficulty, hid a smirk. She feigned a scowl and looked down in fake shame. John and Sherlock still stood behind her. "So where is case?" He asked.

"Pssh. Like you could find it!" She mocked. Esposito's smiled turned into a triple-chinned scowl. Alice winced at the sight. He raised his hand and waved it, and noise came from behind the mirror. "The hotel..." She mumbled. His smile turned into a smirk.

"Again, you may have not. You know what I did." He complimented.

"Of course. That isn't part of 'my edge'." Alice said, wondering how people could be so blind and stupid. He looked confused. "On the other hand, you have grown old and fat and lost your power." She continued. He was very offended, but knew it was true. "So, Dominic Esposito... how much longer will you last...?" Alice asked ominously. He looked startled.