The Wayfinder and the Siren (JohnLock AU)

He's Dangerous

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Sherlock was kissing him.

Before John had the chance to react, Sherlock had stepped back, leaving John reeling and breathless. John rubbed his hands over his face, trying to control his breathing. This wasn't supposed to happen. He couldn't start anything with Sherlock, not when he only had a couple of weeks left.

"J-John-" Sherlock sounded scared and uncertain. John took a steadying breath and turned, pulling out his cell and checking the time.

"Come on, we have to meet Mikey."

"John I-"

"Please don't Sherlock. I-I can't-"

"You're still planning on killing yourself." John's eyes filled with tears and he sighed, this is why he left Mikey.

"Sherlock, please. I can't- I won't do that to you-"

"Then don't." Sherlock's voice was firm and it made John's heart ache. "You have a choice John, you don't have to-"

"What am I supposed to do Sherlock? I can't get the memories out of my head. Every time I close my eyes, all I can see is the faces of my crew as they died. They died to save me, Sherlock, every single one of them." John had turned to face Sherlock, barely fighting back the tears. "I should have died that day. It should have been me." Sherlock frowned, glaring at the ground. John sniffled and wiped his eyes. "Let's go. Mikey's waiting." He turned and stalked away, not waiting for Sherlock's response.

Sherlock watched John walk away, wishing he knew how to save his friend. He followed a fair distance behind John, trying to figure out the right words. There were none.

When they reached the compound, Sherlock caught sight of Mike, hovering by the gates. He looked nervous. Something was wrong.

"Hey Mikey, what did you-"

"You guys need to get out of here, now." Sherlock's blood ran cold at the fear he could see in the shorter man's eyes. John looked confused, stepping closer to his friend and glancing back at Sherlock.

"Mike, I don't under-"

"There is no time. Everything you need to know about the tissues is on this data stick, but you need to get as far away from E2 as you can." Mike shoved a small object into John's hand before pulling him in for a hug. "Be careful. I've explained everything on the Data Stick. Just go, now." He pulled back slightly and pressed a gentle kiss to John's lips before pushing him away.

"Mikey, I-"

"It's not safe John. Take Sherlock and run." With that, Mike turned and hurried back into the compound. John turned and sent a scared look back at Sherlock before pushing past him, heading for the docks.

They left E2 as quickly as they could, not a word shared between them.

When they were a few hours away from the planet, John pulled out his tablet and attached the Data Stick to it. An image of Mikey appeared on the screen, he looked terrified.

"Listen John, I've downloaded the data on the tissues like you asked, but there is a problem. Your friend's DNA was in the system. He has three different bounties on his head. His name is Sherlock Holmes and he is the Siren prince. The one that killed all those people a few years back." Sherlock's chest tightened and he stumbled back against the boat.

"Sherlock, what-"

"He's dangerous, John. He killed thirty people because he was bored, then he ran off to join the Spider's forces to spite his older brother. His brother, the army, and the Spider all want him dead." John's eyes met Sherlock's and the Siren could see the pain and confusion there. "I know you care about him John, that's why I told you to get the hell out." John turned his eyes back to the tablet, his brow furrowing. "Oh, don't give me that look Watson. I can see how you look at that man, or whatever he is. You care about him. I can only hope he is dangerous enough for you." The video flickered off and the screen filled with data, but Sherlock could see that John wasn't watching.

"What did he mean, Sherlock."

"I-I don't-"

"Did you kill those people?"

"N-No- I-I didn't-"

"Don't lie to me-"

"It was an accident!" Sherlock snapped, gripping his hair tightly and tugging, fighting against the images that pulled themselves from the dark corners of his mind. "It was an accident, they weren't supposed to be there. I was practicing my song, trying to move a meteor by manipulating the energies. A Transfer Ship went off course and got too close. The driver was- he heard-" Sherlock's voice cracked in a sob and he tucked his knees against his chest, still tugging at his hair. "Thirty people were killed when he drove that Ship into the meteor. I was banished from my home, sent to survive among the stars." Tears fell from Sherlock's eyes as the faces of the people he had killed flashed through his mind.

"Christ-"

"I know their names. They play through my head as I try to sleep. That was how the Spider kept me in his charge for so long. He used my pain to torture me. I didn't join him to spite my brother, he found me, weak and trying to cut my song out of my throat." Sherlock's nails dug into the skin of his arm, trying to remind himself of something other than the pain in his heart. "He told me he could help me, that he could take my song from me."

"Sherlock-" A deafening siren sounded, causing John to crumble in pain. Sherlock pushed off the deck, grabbing his friend and covering his ears. The sound was causing the energies around their vessel to vibrate.

John was screaming in his arms as the sound made him claw at his ears, trying to make it stop.

Sherlock looked around desperately, catching sight of something that made his blood run cold and his stomach tighten.

A massive ship, built to resemble the Pirate ships of old was looming in the distance, heading straight for them.

A massive spider wrapped itself around the hull of the boat.

He knew this boat.

The Spider had found him.