Safe and Sound Sherlock BBc songfic
It happened quickly. They where running through the alleys of London. Chasing after the murderer that had stabbed five young women to death in the last three weeks. As always Sherlock was running several yards ahead of him. He turned around a corner to see a man dropping the now limp Sherlock to the ground. When the man saw him, he jerked out the jagged knife from Sherlock's abdomen. John ran up to Sherlock who was laying in a curled form at the ground, hands pressed to the bleeding wound. The blood were streaming between his fingers and coloured them crimson. Even as John hurried to him as fast as he could, when he came up to him Sherlock's coat was already soaked in blood. John fell to his knees and pressed his hands to the wound. He looked at Sherlock, his eyes was beginning to close. "Sherlock look at me, don't give up. I won't let you." Sherlock stared up at him, eyes filled with pain, tears streaming from them.
I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go, when all those shadows almost killed your light.
"'urts, John..."Sherlock whispered, already struggling to talk. John felt in his pockets after his phone, but he didn't find it, he looked after Sherlock's phone too. But Sherlock had left it at home. "HELP! We need help over here!" He shouted, desperate to get help."Sherlock. Sherlock, do you hear me? You need to keep pressure on the wound. I've gotta go and get some help." Just as he started to get up, he felt how Sherlock grabbed his sleeve. He looked down at him, and now Sherlock's eyes were filled with fear. "Please don't...don't leave 'ohn..." John tries to get up again, but now Sherlock grabs his hand."Don't leave 'e Joh' please..."
I remember you said; don't leave me here alone. But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight.
John sat down again, next to Sherlock. He pressed his hands harder against the wound, trying to stop the bleeding. Sherlock hissed in pain, starting to whimper. He grabbed Johns sleeve again desperate for something to hold on to. "'on 'm s'ry...I...I 'ant to th'nk..." He stopped, gasping for air."'m ti'ed..." His eye lids were starting to drop, his eyes drifting away. "I know Sherlock, but you have to stay awake. Can you do that for me?" Sherlock nodded closing his eyes tightly. He held on to John's sleeve as if it was the only thing that kept him alive."You'll be alright Sherlock. The help is coming. You'll be alright..." The sun was going down, turning the sky scarlet.
Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now.
Suddenly John heard running feet coming closer, and as he looked up he saw Lestrade. Lestrade came closer and as he saw Sherlock he turned pale. "Oh God Sherlock..." He pulled out his phone and called 999. "This is DI Lestrade, I need an ambulance now..." As he looked down he saw that Sherlock was looking at him. Sherlock tried to speak, but he couldn't. He lifted his hand trying to grab John's hand, but he failed. Instead Lestrade took his hand. "'m sca'ed Gre'... don't w'nt to die..." It was the first time Sherlock had called him Greg. He looked into Sherlock's eyes, and for the first time since the H.O.U.N.D case he saw fear. Sherlock was scared. For the first time he didn't know what would happened to him. Lestrade heard an ambulance coming closer, it would be here any minute. "You'll be okay Sherlock. You are not going to die, I promise. Don't be scared"
Come mornings light. You and I'll be safe and sound.