You were trying your hardest not to scream as another knife dragged through your bloodied skin. This was probably the thirtieth time for this day. You spat the blood from your mouth causing the captor to laugh. He hadn't brushed his teeth in three no four days. You wrinkled your nose and tried not to breath as he leaned in close.
"You give me disgusted look. You are disgusting English vile." He said in a very thick German accent. You rolled your eyes. After hearing a crash outside you smiled. The team had finally arrived. It took them long enough. The German before you, who was really working for the Russians, turned towards the door. You took this as your chance. You gripped the chains holding you standing and swung your feet out knocking into the idiot before you. He fell to the ground after knocking himself out on the table that held his torture devices. You grimaced looking at the table.
Your team opened the door with guns drawn. You slumped against the chains when you saw Mycroft follow behind them.
"There you are y/n." He stated while glancing around. You could almost see the deductions in his eyes.
"Can I please get some form of clothes." You asked with a shudder. They had let in a breeze and the bra and underwear were not enough coverage.
As your team looked for away to release the chains someone handed you a robe. You glared at the idiot before muttering to yourself.
"The key to the pulley is on the sleeping arse in the middle of the floor." You exclaimed. Mycroft was studying the different weapons on the table. He picked up your knife and glanced your way.
"Looks a lot like yours." Mycroft said knowingly. You sighed.
"Yeah the bastard liked to use my own weapon. Some sick sense." You replied. The chains finally lowered you to the ground. Someone unlocked the damn shackled and you put the robe on careful to pull at the healing scabs. Mycroft silently handed you your knife and you walked to the corner of the room where your sheath was thrown.
"Y/n this is the third time you have been kidnapped and tortured. I am giving you an easier assignment." Mycroft stated as he walked out of the room.
"Mary. Who does he think he is?" You asked appalled.
"The British government." She replied helping you out of the room.
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Almost Wanted
FanfictionSO I have been reading A LOT of these and none of them really live up to expectations. Not that that were bad, but they didn't capture Sherlock well enough except for the few in my reading list. Those were amazing. So I thought I would give it a sh...
