Give me a reason (a sherlock fanfiction)

Escape

Chapter 12

Sherlock pov

It had been 2 days since John had gotten home and I was doing everything sociopathicaly possible to make him comfortable. I had to do everything since mrs Hudson was staying with Molly. She had offered to take care of mrs Hudson until she felt safe to come home. Hopefully soon.

John was beginning to feel better but I still wouldn't let him do a thing. I cooked, "cleaned", got grocery's, and all of that mundane stuff. But I was doing it for John.

I was washing some dishes when I heard john yell.

"SHERLOCK!"

I dropped the plate on the floor and rushed to my boyfriends side. I like the sound of boyfriend. Never mind. Focus.

"Yes John. What it it? Whatever you need I can provide"

To that John smirked. I'm not to sure why... But his face. Worry lines on his forehead and creases between eyes. Dilated pupil, not for attraction to me but out of fear. Corners of mouth turned down. Something bad happened.

"So john are you going to tell me?"

"Uh sherlock. Just watch the news."

JIM MORIARTY ESCAPES JAIL

I read the breaking news headline over and over until I chose to believe it. I decide to try and deduce how...

For minutes I stood in silence with my hands in a steeple under my chin. My mind palace soon shattered to the sound of a ringing phone.

"Sherlock, your phones been ringing for minutes. Are you going to answer?" John asked from the bed beside me.

"What? Oh, yes, of course"

I picked up the phone to hear Lestrade on the other end.

"Ah Lestrade I figured I get a call from you soon enough."

"Well them I'd assume you have seen the news?" Graham exclaimed from the other end. Or was it Geoff? Gilligan? Greg? Yes Greg that's it.

"Of course I have. I CANT BELIEVE YOU LET HIM GET AWAY! Ahem sorry 'bout that.

I hung up suddenly when there was a knock at the door. Our flat door, not the street door. This is concerning.

I grabbed Johns gun and began to creep towards the door. I swung it open to find no people. Although I did notice the I O U carved into the walls. I ran as fast as I could back to our room and shut the door behind me.

"Sherl..."

"John we need to stay in here and call for help. Moriarty is somewhere in this flat, whether it is the basement, Mrs Hudson's, ours, or upstairs but he is here. Call for maximum back up and I will man the door."

"Ookkkaaayyy sherlock but how did he get out. And what is he going to do to us?

"I have no idea my dear watson. No idea