They gathered supplies and sorted them, making sure they, as a pair, had enough to last them for at least a week. John wasn't sure how long it would be. They did have to check in physically every four, so he wasn't too concerned. But he knew how things could be in the desert.

John knew he was ordinary looking, unassuming. Most people overlooked him, ignored him. He used that to his advantage. While gathering supplies, he made sure he had extra bullets and another gun, just in case. He also had a couple of knives and a collapsible baton.

He looked at Sherlock as they started towards the area where the base camp would be set. "Are you ready?"