The Broken Soul (Johnlock fanfic)

Chapter 12

Third person POV
"Sebby, you didn't tie the ropes tight enough." Jim glared at Sebastian.

"Sorry boss." Moran apologized.

While Moriarty and Moran were talking John had taken the opportunity to untie his feet and Mary. They tried to sneak behind Moran to get out but there wasn't much room to sneak around, so of course Moriarty saw them.

"Where do you two think you're going?" Jim asked.

"Anywhere you aren't." John replied.

Moran looked at Moriarty as if asking permission to stop them from leaving.

Jim sighed. "Let them go."

John and Mary looked at each other in confusion. "What?"

"Go! You're boring me and I'm tired of looking at you."

John and Mary shared one more confused glance then left. "That was weird. Which way is your dorm?" John asked.

"I can get to my dorm by myself, thanks." Mary replied.

"Oh ok. Bye Mary."

Mary smiled and waved. "Bye."

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John's POV
It's been about two weeks since the... incident. Everything seemed to be normal again. Classes, homework, avoiding Moriarty and Moran, Sherlock being Sherlock. Same as always. Except Sherlock wasn't being Sherlock. He was acting strange. Very strange. He never slept or ate and whenever I asked his what was wrong he either ignored me or said 'it's nothing don't worry about it'. I was determined to find out what was bothering Sherlock.

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I woke up to the sound of things being tossed around and drawers being slammed shut. I looked around and saw Sherlock half under his bed mumbling something.

"Sherlock? What the hell are you doing?" I asked him groggily.

He pulled the other half of his body underneath his bed and mumbled some more. I herd him shuffling around then he popped his head out and yelled: "Where are they? Tell me where you hid them!"

I blinked. "Hid what?"

"Oh don't act like you don't know. You took them while I was out and hid them! I'll ask again, where. Did. You. Hide. Them?"

After Sherlock finished speaking the door opened and Mycroft walked in. "John did not hide your cigarettes. I took them."

"How did you get in?" 

"Were you eavesdropping?"

Sherlock and I asked at the same time.

"I have a key and I heard you shouting." He looked at Sherlock.

"What do you want brother mine?" Sherlock asked, still under the bed.

"I need to speak with John." He looked over at me . "Follow me."

I followed Mycroft into the hallway just outside the door.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You've noticed that Sherlock has been acting strange yes?"

"Yeah. Do you know why?"

Mycroft sighed. "While you were drugged and in Moriarty's dorm. He took your place and told Sherlock these exact words 'I know your secret'."

"Do you know his secret too? Is it bad?" I asked.

Mycroft was silent.

"You know. You don't trust me knowing it though do you?"

"I do trust you. But if I told you then you would be in danger. Don't try to figure his secret out, John, unless you want to be in danger. Good day." Mycroft turned on his heal and walked away.

Oh I'm going to find out that secret.  It can't be too bad right?

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A/N Oooo what do you think Sherlock's secret is?