Code Name : Chaos (A BBC Sherlock Fanfiction)

XXI : Scars (Kara)

11 years ago (3rd person PoV)

Summer was in full swing, and Sherlock looked very disgruntled as he wove through the many clusters of people sitting on the grass. "Kara !" he whined, "Where are you taking me ?" Kara laughed as she skipped down the hills. "Wait and see !" was her reply. Sherlock ran up to her, a mischievous grin on his face. She squealed as Sherlock lifted her up, spinning her around "Put me down !" she exclaimed. He did, but not before pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. She smiled before running forwards. "Nearly, there !" she cried. Sherlock, sighed, exasperated before hurrying after his beautiful girlfriend, smiling. Finally, they reached a small duck pond, shrouded by trees. It was tranquil and void of the crowds that plagued other areas of the park. "So ? What do you think ?" Asked Kara nervously.
"It's beautiful." Breathed Sherlock in awe. She exhaled in relief, pulling out a loaf of bread. Tearing it in half , she handed a piece to Sherlock, who took it in confusion. "For the ducks." she explained. In silence, they tossed bread to the ducks. After a while, Sherlock turned to Kara, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. "Thank you for bringing me here." He mumbled into her hair.

I raised my head weakly as Moriarty came in "Hello." He chirped with an evil grin. "What do you want now ?" I croaked. He smiled. "I've grown sick of your games. I will find another source of information. Which means you are useless to me." He stated evilly, pulling out a knife. I shrank back. "No..James don't do this, please." I begged, but it was too late. He advanced towards me with an animalistic snarl. "I need to make sure you REMEMBER me, even after you die." He said with a crazed look in his arm. "What ?" I spluttered, petrified. He grabbed my arm and began to cut through flesh, forming a jagged J.M on my lower arm. That was all I remembered before it went black.

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John (a day before)
"I've found something !" Yelled Sara. Sherlock eagerly looked to her. "This guy - Benjamin Woods. All record of him start in the year Sam was kidnapped." She said. "He also rented this house 20 years after we moved. Adding this to the other information, I think Sam and Benjamin are the same person." Sherlock nodded. "So Kara is being kept in that house. What's the plan ?" I asked. He sprang to action, gesturing to a plan of the house we'd constructed. "There are 3 defendable exits. Lest race and his men will set up a perimeter around the house. Sara - you take on your brother. You may be able to reason with him. I will take on Moriarty and John - you find Kara, we will have an ambulance on standby." We nodded. Sherlock clapped his hands together. "She'll be fine. We'll get there in time. He reassured himself.