Chapter 1

I woke up with that last image flashing through my mind.

Sherlock

He was about to kill himself so he wouldn't have to choose between Mycroft and me.

It was dark and cold. All I could see was the shape of my hands

"SHERLOCK!" I cried out, "SHERLOCK! MYCROFT! WHERE ARE YOU."

"Oh they are safe John," Her voice cooed, "It is just you and me."

"Eurus what have you done to them?" I stumbled into a nearby chair.

There was laughing, "Oh dear John, my brothers," she said the word with a certain bitterness, "Are safe. They are not important, but your relationship with them is. You give me answers and I'll give you 3 minutes with the girl."

I was not expecting this. With years of experience with Sherlock, I knew when there was a catch.

I was silently thinking carefully about what I should do when I jumped at Moriarty's voice in the background taunting me.

"Tick tock tick tock tick tock"

"Ok fine what do you want to know."

Lights went on around me. We were in it empty padded cell. On the opposite side of the room was Eurus. I was so close to her if I could just reach out and kill her right then...

"I wouldn't think about that if I were you," she shook her head, "Without me you have no access to the poor, desperate darling all alone in the air." She smiled, her eyes glinting.

I sat in the chair quietly. She folded her hands in her lap and crossed her legs. "Did she know?"

"Wait...Who ...what are you talking about?"

"Did your wife know that you are in love with Sherlock. I like to think so."

"For God's sake! I'm not gay! Why does everyone think that?! "

"Maybe because everyone except you and my clueless brother can see it."

"I was deeply in love with Mary..."

"Who is dead yes, but when Sherlock disappeared you were suicidal for two years, even after you met Mary. Only when my brother showed his face again did you begin to heal. When Mary died, yes you are mourning and and even blamed Sherlock, but you are healing much faster."

"And what would you know about human emotions Eurus." I spat back. I could feel her getting into my head.

"Just enough. When Mycroft stuck me and here, he thought he was analysing me, studying me. But the truth was it was the other way round. I have nothing else to keep me occupied... except my violin.

"Then, of course, today was my most interesting case study. The way you both could feed off each other's energy. Mycroft was out the equation. He even said it. The way Sherlock looks at you for confirmation, especially when he has to make choices. Even Mycroft knew that you would both be hopeless without each other. This was proven long time ago."

"He only offered himself up because he created...this." I said waving my hands around her.

"John you're just repressing your emotions. Just accepted you in love with him and Sherlock is in love with you."

I could visualise him with his curly black hair and that stupid deer stalker hat. The way he acts out his thoughts like everyone knows what he's thinking. When we share those glances from time to time...

No no no concentrate John! She is just getting to you.

"I know what you doing. You're just planting thoughts into my mind that aren't there."

"Am I though John?" She got up and stalked towards me. She bent down and gripped the sides of my chair, "And anyways why would I bring you here to have a little therapy session when your life is in danger, as well as thousands of others, not to mention the fact that my experiment is not finished." Her voice was calmly sinister.

I pushed away I had enough "Don't know ok! Maybe you want me to squirm! Maybe want to see me in pain at the thought of those memories that took a long time to cover up. Feelings that I thought were destroyed. Maybe I am apart of your experiment. Maybe you want to remind me that I will never be complete without Sherlock! Maybe Mary pushed him out the way from that bullet because she knew the truth. She knew her days were numbered and she knew that Sherlock will always be a part of me she could never fill. Maybe you want me to swallow my pride and admit that I love him, "I broke down on the floor "I love him and have to live my life without being brave enough to admit that I am in love with him." I started to sob softly.

She crouched down next to me syringe in hand. "Yes maybe" She shrugged and plunged it into my arm.

Everything went dark.

Guys this is my first fanfiction ever. I even may have an chapter 2 on the way. Please comment!