Everybody falls (ON HOLD)

Chapter 11

AN: Thanks to my readers , im loving writing this , i'll be doing another soon , i'm getting to the end of this story , but we have a few chapters left :) 

Chapter 11 

" Sherlock! Sherlock wait !" , his brother shouted after him .  

" WHAT MYCROFT ! I have other priorities than a little chat " 

" Sherlock your not going in alone " Mycroft said sternly .

" No Mycroft , there will be none of your men "

" fine then , but i'm coming " 

Sherlock turned to look at Mycroft slowly . 

" you think your coming ? I'm doing this alone Mycroft , I don't need any help."

" Sherlock , will you just stop ! What matters more your ego or Johns safety ?"

" why do you care ? "

" because your my brother , and beleive it or not I worry about you constantly"

" No Mycroft , this is between me and dad...."

" Dad doesn't scare me Sherlock"

" How would you know ?" Sherlock asked in a cold tone . 

" Your right ....but i'm still coming "

" oh for god sake! You will wait outside , if I call for you , which I wont , you will help "

" fine , the car is right there " He gestured to the curb behind Sherlock and as if on queue the car pulled in .

Sherlock got in . He knew Mycroft would follow him in but he couldn't afford to have his fat brother messing things up .

When they got there Sherlock took a deep breath stepped out of the car and looked at the building he feared so much . But he knew John was in there and that was enough to make him go inside . But first he gestured for Mycroft to follow , he took him to a side entrance , and before he knew what was happening slammed him against a wall . 

" Mycroft , do not move from here unless these circumstances arise 

1. i'm dead

2. dad gets there and threatens to do something , you will need to distract him , I may have to shoot you in the shoulder 

3. for any other reason I cant save John and only you can 

I will press the button in my pocket which will alert you 

Got it? , and if you do i'll never forgive you "

Mycroft just nodded . 

" I wasn't planning to , not that your one for forgiving anyway "

Sherlock turned to the door without saying a word to his brother , took a deep breath and walked into the hospital .

It had been out of use for a year now . It was large and all the walls had been painted white . He made his way to the stairs and walked down them , into bottom floor . He walked down the corridors without even having to think , he'd done this so many times . But this time , he was coming in willingly and would leave . He was suprised there weren't any men here , but then again , it wasn't like anyone was expecting him to be here . He quickly turned a corner when he heard voices , ahh , so his dad was prepared, but Sherlock knew what to do .

He span around and saw the air vent , thank god he was thin enough to fit through . He crawled and crawled for what seemed like ages but was probably only a few minutes , and stopped when he came across the familiar room . He looked down . He could see John ..John! His John . And then he saw him . His father . John was tied to a chair . His father had a knife , he could see where the knife had already drawn shallow lines across Johns chest.....that was enough to make him lose it . 

He burst through the vent onto the floor , tackiling his father to the ground.

" Sherlock ! " both men shouted with suprise .

" nice to see you , now if you don't mind I think i'll kill you now " he said clicking the safety off his gun . 

" you do and my men will come in and kill John ."

" Dad , you had 2 men , they won't suspect a thing anyway , if I remember correctly this room is soundproof "

Sherlock stood up off his father , gun pointed at him .

"I have other ways " he said .

Sherlock held up the signalling device and flipped it into the air catching it again , 

he could hear John chuckling behind him , he gave a cocky smirk . 

" you mean this dad ?" 

"  you wont kill your father "

" you are not my father " he said in a matter of fact voice .

" you wont do it "

" watch me " he said , he pulled the trigger , but it wasn't aimed for the head , oh no , that was too quick , it was aimed for the throat . 

Sherlock dropped the gun and span around , he untied John pulled him up and kissed him deeply , he had his John back . He didn't want to ever be without him , and then it struck him , he knew what he had to do . It may not be the most romantic place on earth , but it needed to be done now.

" I think i'm gonna pass out , i'm kinda hungry Sherlock , dont ever let me out of your sight again it always goes wrong " he said with a weak smile . 

" I'm not intending to , in fact ..." Sherlock knelt down " I love you ..John Hamish Watson , will you marry me ?" 

John just nodded and hugged Sherlock , looked at him and said " yup ..i'm definatley going ... to pass..out ". He said as he crumpled to the floor in Sherlocks arms . Sherlock needed to get him fed and to the hospital , but John was alive ....and he was going to marry ....Sherlock Holmes .