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As Sherlock

I heard a scream a cry I knew only too well, and it wasn't good. I ran as fast as I could towards the sound, to find John crumpled on the ground in pain, obviously having been stabbed by one of the many men now surrounding them. I tried to help him, which was the most illogical thing for me to do; I lunged for the man closest to me. His knife flew across the stoned floor of the corridor, and I took my chance to go and hug John and try to comfort him. That was the worst thing I could have done because the man ran straight over to his knife. Bullets ricocheted off the walls I took Johns hand, pulled him up and we ran for our lives, occasionally shooting behind us. A few silent seconds passed, and John chanced a look behind us.

The same man popped out from behind a wall and shot at him, hitting him square in the chest. I screamed as his body smashed onto the concrete below us and through the rush of adrenaline I turned and pulled the trigger killing the man also, I watched as he fell down, his face fell into light and I saw that it was Sebastian Moran, Jim's hit man. I couldn't breath the person who meant everything to me was slumped on the cracked floor in front of me, lifeless and growing colder by the second. I took him in my arms and rocked back and fourth, I couldn't comprehend what had just happened as hot tears began to fall down my cheeks, and onto his face. I ran my hands through his blonde hair and closed his eyes. It was just like he was sleeping.

Strangled sobs escaped from my body as I was trying to talk to him, trying to wake him up.

"Wake up, wake up, John, Please…I...I love you…please…. please" My voice cracked and eventually died out, leaving only tears and the occasional cry out in pain.

Someone tugged my shoulder some time after I wasn't really focussing. "Come on now Sherlock" Mycroft tried to pull me up; he was the only one who knew about my relationship with John.

"NO MYCROFT!" I yelled through my tears "WHAT IF IT WAS GREG LAYING THERE? THINK ABOUT IT!" I dissolved into sobs again, and Mycroft had to drag me away. He led me from the building, with tears in his eyes also. "Sherlock look at me" I stopped and although I still had tears running down my face I was silent. Mycroft chocked up, and swallowed. "I…it was Greg laying there, too"

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