Help me

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Greg woke up slowly and noticed (Y/n) had walked out already. Dang it. Yesterday was one of the worst days in his life. He had lost his mother, and now he could lose his little sister as well...

She was much younger than him. With her living so far away, they weren't meeting as frequently as they wanted, but they were close despite that. He had made a promise to himself that he would protect her at all costs. He failed. She was in danger now. Heck, she was living under the criminal's roof, and he hadn't noticed that. Greg had to fix it now.

He quickly got himself ready and ran out of the flat.


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(Y/n) was walking along the rainy street of London, looking around discreetly. They could be anywhere and anyone.

She had to be careful.

The plan was simple: she was supposed to go to Mycroft's, pretending she wanted to give the memory card to him. Yesterday, she had noticed a man, and she was positive it was one of Alfred's men. She had seen him in Kent a few times. Hopefully, he would inform his boss of it, and her stepfather would try something. They needed something to lure him out, because even Sherlock couldn't deduce where he was hiding.

"He's here" - she muttered to the microphone. Her 'stalker'.

"I'll tell my people to be ready" - Mycroft responded. There were several agents observing her. But they were too slow. Someone dragged her into the back alley and used the chloroform to knock her out. Before blacking out, she thought about that one man:

'Help me...'

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