Adler-Holmes

Hallelujah

I sat with darkness as my only companion. I don't know how long for, but my only measure of time was that I'd run out of tears.

The door opened and two men walked in, flicking on the light.

"Who are you?" I called out, neither responding, as my eyes adjusted again. One of them shut the door and waited by the source of light as the other moved over to me.

"Are you deaf? Who are you?" He reached out to me as I spat at him.

"Get away from me."

"Shut your mouth. The boss has ordered us to move you."

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed as the other one moved over.

"Jonas, I'll sort her out. Wait outside until I say."

"Who put you in charge?" Jonas snarled.

"I have experience in moving hostages, you don't. If you want it to be successful, you have to work with them. Wait outside." The first man glared at me before leaving and shutting the door behind him. The man left in the room moved the spotlight so it wasn't as blinding.

"Charlotte. I need you to work with me."

"And if I don't?"

"Then neither of us will make it out alive." His voice changed from a southern brawl to his natural British accent.

"Don't make a fuss." He looked at me, pulling back an army cap to show his face.

"Dad..." I whispered. He smiled gently.

"Hey..." He untied my hands and feet, allowing me to massage them for a moment.

"Are there cameras?"

"I've disabled them. And the microphones." I quickly hugged him.

"He... he told me about mum..." I stuttered, searching Sherlock's eyes for anything.

"It's okay. I was there. She's alive still. Slipped past everyone's records."

"Thank you..."

"We don't have long, okay. I need to tie this around your mouth and put this over your head. I'll tie up your hands behind your back first and then do that last. I'll take control over leading you there okay? I'll be with you the entire way." I nodded.

"I'm sorry. We can only do it this way."

"I know. I love you, dad."

"I love you too, Charlotte." He tied my hands up, before looking at me apologetically as I stood and he tied some fabric around my mouth. He kissed my forehead before pulling a black hood over my head, leading me out of the door, one hand comforting me on my back.