I wrote this because I am obsessed, and because Reichenbach still seems so far away, and because I saw a spoiler photo. Yeah. Apologies if it's crap, I needed to vent my feelings.


He sees the crowd first.

The people gathering, around what he doesn't know, and as some of them look his way he has an ominous feeling that he shouldn't want to.

Then he sees the ambulance.

And the police car.

And Lestrade.

And now he's running, pushing people aside, shoving his way through the crowd, desperate to see, to know, to understands.

And then he does see.

And cold ice shoots through his veins, and his whole mind is screaming at him, because this is wrong, his eyes are lying, this cannot be.

He can see the blood, see the gaping wound, and yet, despite his entire medical knowledge telling him that this is a tear no doctor can fix, he smiles, because Sherlock cannot be dead.

Lestrade has spotted him now, and is trying to talk to him, but John can't hear. His eyes are fixed on the wound in Sherlock's head, on the puddle of blood on the cement ground, and on the eyes which are most decidedly shut. The pallor of his face is terrifyingly white, the red staining it startlingly bright.

Then, John spots another puddle on the pavement, a few metres from Sherlock, and he feels another wave of horror come crashing on him. He spins his head round wildly, and shouts at Lestrade.

'Who else?'

'Moriarty,' is the only reply he gets, and he knows he should feel overwhelming relief, but there's just a cold, hollow numbness seeping through his skin. He sees them lift Sherlock onto the stretcher, hears the paramedic bark into his radio 'Two, male, both DOA…'

DOA.

Dead On Arrival.

His knees give out, and he feels nothing.

Just crushing darkness.

No tears leak from his eyes, no shuddering sobs wrack his body.

He has never felt so cold, and so tired, and so alone.


Thanls for reading! Anyone else terrified for Sunday night? I cried buckets at Alone on the water, so I'm guessing Reichenbach will have me comatose woth the pain. I am obsessed and proud, and I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP.

Iliketotastetherainbow x