"(Y/n), are you there?" - Mycroft asked. John and Sherlock looked at each other. Something had gone wrong.
"Sir?" - sounded in the speaker.
"Clarke, what happened?"
"Someone dragged her away. It happened too fast for us to react. We lost them."
Watson checked the GPS. It as a safety precaution, she didn't know about it. It seemed unnecessary, but now it was an only chance to find the girl.
"Sherlock..."
"Yes, John?"
Watson showed him the reading of GPS.
(Y/n) opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a small room, laying on a couch, binded. The room had one window, but it didn't let in much light. That room... It was her old bedroom, in the house, where they had been living with their father, years ago. That bastard wanted to kill her in a place, where she had been happy, to destroy Lestrades' memories. He really hated them.
The girl analyzed her situation. No one knew where she was. She had to get out of it herself.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps, and the door opened. Alfred came in.
He wasn't the one to play subtly. The man walked up to (Y/n) and hit her in the face.
"Where is the film? Who has it?"
She remained silent. She wasn't going to let him win.
Another hit.
"Talk!"
Silence. Alfred looked at his stepdaughter in fury. Well, he didn't need her. He could always catch her brother, or friends. One of them had to have it. He took out the gun.
"It's your last chance. Talk!"
When the woman didn't say anything, he released the safety lock. (Y/n) closed her eyes, waiting for death.
'Mom, dad, I'm coming...'
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Help me run away - Brother!Lestrade x reader x various
FanfictionShe was in danger. She decided to run for help to the only person she trusted - her brother. But maybe she will find someone else who could make her feel safe?
