For Conan!

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(Stolen from bakerstreet's 'handcuffed' meme)

Upon waking, Conan will find himself in some kind of musty storage room with the faintest scent of chloroform, still lingering on his face. The lighting keeps flickering every few moments and there are several sets of shelves lining the walls sparsely full of unmarked boxes. There's a layer of dust on just about everything and as he becomes more aware of his surroundings, he'll notice something on his wrist and something heavy attached to it.

When he looks, he'll find his friend Hattori laying on the floor next to him. There's a gash on his brow near his temple with dried blood smearing that area of his face and a few other visible injuries like he'd been in a fight. His knuckles are bruised and his bottom lip is split with a dark mark on the side of his jaw where he'd been struck with something. The dark skinned detective is almost perfectly still, giving the impression he was in even more dire shape than those minor injuries if it wasn't for the very subtle movement of his chest indicating breathing.

The oddest thing is the handcuffs that are attached to one of each of their wrists, holding them together. It looks like a very simple police grade cuff, but if Conan examines them they are solid without any cracks to show they open.

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Conan leans back against his pillows and inspects the bandages on his leg.

"I guess you're right. I can't exactly go anywhere right now, anyway."

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Hattori seemed pretty satisfied with that answer and went back to sleep. Ran came in for a brief time before she had to say her dad was taking her home but they'd be back in the morning. Everything was quieting down for the night. All except four individuals who guessed the two boys had been taken to the nearest hospital.

They searched in pairs for looking for the one name they had- Heiji Hattori. If they found the boys they had two syringes full of poison to silence the detective and the little brat running around with him.

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Conan was a light sleeper. The nightmares usually saw to that. But after the day he'd just had, he'd fallen into a much deeper sleep than usual. He doesn't begin to stir until the footsteps are already outside the door. He wakes up as the door creaks open, but by then it is already too late.

He barely has time to shout a warning to Hattori before one of them is yanking him by his collar and preparing the syringe.

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Hattori didn't sleep quite as lightly as Conan did on a good day. Tonight wasn't one of those. He felt something was off. They'd forgotten something or overlooked some critical detail. He'd started to finally drift off when he heard the door open. Why was Conan sneaking out? He opened his eyes and looked up.

"Ah!" He cried, rolling off his bed quickly out of reach of some dark figure. The other one had Conan already! He yanked the IV off his arm and ignored the trickle of blood it caused. Snagging the pole an IV bag used to hang on but wasn't in use, he swung it like a staff.

All the motion happened so fast, the thug didn't have any time to react. He didn't move before the metal pole was crashing against the side of his head, knocking him out cold. The other one tossed Conan to the side and charged Hattori. The two fell to the floor, struggling.

A nurse came to the door and screamed. She'd heard Heiji's initial cry and had come to investigate what she'd guessed was a nightmare. She went dashing over to check on Conan.

All the commotion ended as Hattori had his arm wrapped around the man's neck. He dodged a headbutt, only for the criminal to knock himself out by hitting the floor instead. The Osakan native muttered a curse when the large man was unconscious right on top of him, but he managed to shove him off.

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When the thug had thrown him to the side, Conan had had just enough presence of his mind to turn enough that he'd impacted the bedside table with his side rather than his head, before tumbling back to the ground. (One concussion today had been more than enough.)

Unfortunately the excitement had done nothing for the injury he'd just finished getting stitched up, and he'd ripped the stitches open again. Recognizing this, the nurse quickly calls for help as she pulls out supplies from a cart, and starts pressing gauze down over the wound.

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Only when Hattori was sure the man was unconscious did he let go and come running to Conan's side. He ignored the nurse eyeing him warily for being in a fight only a few moments ago.

"Conan-kun! Are you alright? I should've known those guys were going to come looking for us. It wouldn't have been hard to guess we'd end up at the local hospital."

"Who are they?" The nurse asks, still unsure if Hattori should be considered a threat or not yet.

"Criminals we infiltrated earlier today. We found evidence that would incriminate them and turned it over to the police. Conan-kun and I are detectives. Be careful with him!"

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"I'm fine," Conan says irritably. The pain from opening up his injury again was not doing anything for his demeanor.

"And I should have thought of it too." Who would have thought they'd be that dedicated to taking out witnesses?

"Did you get the syringes? The police are going to want to know what they were trying to give us."

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Hattori flashed Conan a grin. If he was being grumpy, then he was okay. "It is peculiar that they kept at us. They should've known we already gave what we had to the police."

At the mention of the syringes, Heiji gave another I'm-such-a-badass smile and lifted the two syringes from a spot on the floor he'd stashed them. "Of course! Think they were trying to kill us or kidnap us again?" He asked, looking closer at the liquid in the syringe. He sniffed one of the tips and made a face. "Kill us."

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"No need to sound that happy about someone trying to kill us," he complains. Meanwhile the nurse was considering whether Conan should be removed from Heiji's vicinity. He was not sounding like a safe influence for such a small child.