Time for some sad Sherlock fanfic hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer:I do not own the characters
Sherlock rushed after the man who was suspected for murder not stopping to tell the
police where he was headed.A snow storm was in process at that moment in London town increasing the difficulty of this chase.
Snow melted on his pale ivory skin leaving it's coldness where it once lay.
The cold wind blew his curls into his face as he struggled through some deep fog .He failed to see past this obstacle and this worried him but he soldiered on.
John Watson had failed to join him on this particular case so Sherlock was alone
on the ice and nobody even the man himself had a clue where he was .Then he realized he
was lost with nothing to defend himself with.
When the thought of the ex-army doctor crossed his mind determination raged through him like hell fire and he felt a wave of strength as he lurched forward.
This small movement was what caused Sherlock so much regret in the future because it caused him to fall once eyes filled with horror when his blood started to stain the ice and his last thought before he lost consciousness was Goodbye John, I shall always love you.
Sorry it's short but if I get enough reviews I can add a chapter with some of his close friends' reactions.
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ABI T
