I Think We Need Counseling

Chapter 25

POV Sherlock

I sat completely still.

Not moving a single muscle.

 My hand clasped tightly around John's. I couldn't let go even if I'd wanted to.

His head was laying on my shoulder, as tears silently fell. I couldn't move.

If we hadn't been so consumed by our thoughts and worries John would have accused me of being a machine, he hadn't done that in years.

The car was filled with silence, there was nothing to say, no planning to do, no words could voice any thoughts we were having. It was just quiet.

Jim was staring at me. I could tell he wanted to say something but only to me.

Interesting.

What was even more interesting was the fact that the video we had recievedon each of our phones was received 30 seconds faster by Jim than the rest of us. 

The look on his face told me he was scared but knew what was going on and why. Not that it was in anyway his fault, just that he knew what was happening.

The car pulled to a stop as I noticed we were here.

Wow, I really hadn't been paying attention!

I flung open the door and hopped out, everyone else trailing behind me but John, whose hand was still in mine.

Just as I pushed the door open I got a text and whipped out my phone.

Whatever I do, trust me please.

-JM

I didn't reply but shot him a questioning look. Why did he need me to trust him?

His eyes were practically begging me so I just nodded and entered the pool.

The pool.

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POV Jim

He stood there, proudly, looking at me as if to ask "What do ya think boss?"

They were tied to chairs.

They were in pain.

They could possibly die.

This was my fault.

I resisted the urge to scowl at him and, fighting a pit feeling in my stomach, marched right up to him and kissed him.

I could hear Molly gasp across the room.

Molly.

I wanted to run to her and wrap my arms around her and apologize over and over and over again.

It took all I had not to.

Even if they wouldn't see it... I was doing it for them.

He pressed hard into me and it took everything for me to not shove him away and pull out my gun right then.

"Hey boss, long time no see." Sebastian said after finally, FINALLY pulling away.

"Too long." I replied in my best seductive voice, almost cringing when I saw Molly's reaction.

She was standing next to Sherlock, hands covering her mouth, tears in her eyes. Suddenly without warning her legs gave way and Sherlock wrapped an arm around her to steady her. I kept my face void of all emotion and tried to act bored.