A/N: This is loosely based on the Bones episode 'The Hole In The Heart,' the Castle episode 'Kill Shot' and the chorus to Taylor Swift's 'Haunted.' Set after season 2. Hope you enjoy :)

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Stay With Me

…
Come on, come on
Don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong
You're all I wanted
...
You're not gone
You can't be gone
No
-'Haunted,' Taylor Swift
…

She went down in slow motion, yet he still only just managed to catch her. He ripped off his scarf and pressed it hard against the wound, desperately trying to block out her laboured breathing and terrified eyes. There was blood everywhere.

So much blood.

The man gave a shudder at the memories, pulling the brightly coloured blanket tighter around his shoulders.

A voice called out for help; for someone – anyone – to help him save the woman whose life was pouring out of her. The voice turned into a broken whisper, repeating "stay with me" over and over; becoming more desperate as her eyes slid shut.

"Morphine for the pain," said a voice, breaking into his thoughts.

"I'm not in pain, I'm in shock," Sherlock scowled, taking the proffered tumbler of whiskey with shaky hands. He took a sip, not even bothering to ask how John had managed to slip it passed the nurses.

John sat down next to him with a heavy sigh, "Are you all right?" he asked finally.

"Do I bloody look all right?" Sherlock demanded, not looking at him and downing the last of the whiskey with one gulp.

John was silent, watching as Sherlock took a shaky breath as he examined his bloodstained hands.

"How is she?" Sherlock asked quietly after a long moment.

"She's still in surgery," John replied, just as quietly.

Sherlock looked longingly at the empty glass in his hands, "It's a good sign," John continued, "she's strong. She'll get through this."

"It should have been me," Sherlock stated, ignoring John's attempts to reassure him. He ran a hand through his hair, heedless of the blood, "It's my fault," he added, staring into the distance.

"Don't be stupid."

Sherlock looked at him with haunted eyes, "Why else would someone shoot Molly?"