221B

Chapter 4 - The Hounds of Baskerville

Sherlock P.O.V.

"There's Baskerville." John says, consulting a map and pointing ahead at the large buildings in the near distance. He points behind Kate and I. "There's Grimpen Village."

The ground shakes, I quickly look over at John and Kate but they don't seem to notice.

"Did you feel that?" I ask them.

"Feel what?" John asks.

"That earthquake."

"Sherlock, there was no earthquake." Kate says, narrowing her eyes at me in concern.

"Yes, there was, did you not-?" The ground shakes again, I stumble to gain my balance. "There it is again."

"Sherlock?"

Kate P.O.V.

I walk up the stairs of 221B and past the living room but stop when I see something on the ground. I lean back into the doorway and look in the living room. I realize it's Sherlock crumpled on the ground.

"Sherlock?" I rush towards him and kneel beside him. "Sherlock!" I grab his shoulders, there's no response, I turn him over so he's on his back on my lap, there's still no response. "John!" I shout, glancing behind me. "John! Mrs. Hudson!"

No one's home, it's just Sherlock and I.

I look back at Sherlock and see a needle and syringe beside him, I look down at one of his arms, the sleeve of his robe is rolled up and there's red needle marks, some of them faint, some of them newer.

I shake his shoulders. "Sherlock, come on!" I lean down by his chest and listen for a heartbeat while checking for a pulse on his wrist, it's faint, barely anything. I gently scoot away from him, carefully laying him on his back on the floor. I start performing CPR, pushing on his chest thirty short times before breathing in his mouth.

Sherlock P.O.V.

An invisible force, pulls me back sharply, I land on my back on the ground and sit up, I look around wildly.

Kate P.O.V.

"Come on you son-of-a-bitch." I mutter as I repeat this the second time.

Sherlock P.O.V.

"Sherlock!!!" I hear Kate's voice, I look at her but she and John are just staring at me. I look over towards Baskerville as her voice travels across the landscape, Baskerville is now engulfed in flames. I look up at the sky as the grey clouds disappear and there's a blinding light.

Kate P.O.V.

The third time I do this, his eyes snap open and he inhales sharply. His eyes flit about the ceiling above him quickly before focusing on me.

"Kate." He says in between breaths.

I sit back and breathe a sigh of relief.

"You...you can't be here. Y-you were...the three of us, we were..."

"We were what?" I demand.

"We were going to Baskerville."

"Baskerville? Sherlock, what is Baskerville?"

"It's not 'what', it's where."

I stare at him a moment.

"What was it?" I ask him. "Cocaine?"

He nods after a moment. "And some morphine."

I take out my phone immediately and start dialing.