Author's note: hi all, this is my first try on fanfiction, so i am not ready to take 'big' risk - here is a very small one - hope you like it. I will write more fictions if you apriciate this one. Never the less, all negative reviews are equally welcome.
I was in the cafeteria with my favourite cup of coffee when the news flashed. Initially i did not give attention to that, as the person for whom i usually follow those news bulletins was temporarily confined in his own house. No, nothing legal ( or illegal ) - its only his broken leg from the previous case. So you can say that i was quite composed - or tension free for the time being at least. But then the news flashed. It flashed on the screen, but struck me like a thunder bolt!
God - I need to see him NOW! Mike was kind enough to grant my leave even before my asking, i took my purse and ran. The moment i opened the door of baker street, I saw him. His body was still. His pale skin looked even paler. I stood beside him, his face was hidden with his hands. I put my hand on his shoulder. He shivered a bit. His hand heldd my palm. It was cold - cold like ice. Then he looked up and my heart shatttered...
His face was without any kind of masks that he usually bears. There was no try to conceal anything - his heart was reflected in his eyes, and there was nothing but enormous pain! I did not know what to say - so i did the only thing that came to my mind. I took him in my embrace as if that could protect him from all these hurt... And he immediately held me as tightly as possible. Then he sobbed- he sobbed like a child. I let him cry out his pain. None of us could utter a single word. I don't know, how long we were like that. But after a long time he spoke - his voice was heavy, chocking -
- Molly -
- Umm ( i assuringly pressed his hand)
- Molly - i could not tell him - i never did tell him that i loved him too. He was the only friend of mine since i can remember. It was him who made me what i am today - he was my guide. He aLways cared for me, he told me that in his own ways. He was afraid to show me that, but he loved me more than anything in this world Molly. He always fought with me, but never forget to protect me.
His voice chocked at this point. I felt tears were rolling down my cheeks. I brushed my thumbs on his cheeks to wipe the tears off. He looked at me so helplessly that i could not control myself any more. I broke down with a sob, and hugged him tightly to me, we embraced each other - and tried to find comfort...
within my chest, i could hear his muffled voice, " I lost my chance to tell him, that if i am given the chance to select my brother i would choose him everytime "...
The only thing i could say in reply was " He knew Sherlock- he always knew " -