Some of you will know where this has come from, I needed to write it. He hasn't died thank the Gods, but it was so close, and we are not out of the woods yet. So this is dedicated to the gorgeous SJ, who deserves all the love and happiness in the world.
Anyway, soppiness over, this is a 221B fic 221 words last word beginning with B. Oh and this is the first time I've written one of these.
This is for my Lucy/ Sherlock/ John story arc, but that doesn't really matter.
He followed the screaming ambulance through the narrow tree lined lanes, past the chocolate box cottages and under dead over hanging trees. Once he'd been used to driving this fast, but years of taxi's and tubes had dulled the sharp senses he once had, the unfamiliar car twitching on the edge of the tyres grip. He was keeping up with the ambulance but only just.
The woman in the passenger seat alternates between dry racking sobs, and gripping the arm rest in fear as the car slides. Her eyes are red rimmed and wide as if she can't believe what is happening, which is fine, because he can't either. The man in the ambulance has always been so strong, and this is so sudden, the pumping adrenaline is the only thing keeping him from sobbing as well.
He shouldn't be here, he should be back in Baker Street with John, not following his Father-in-Laws ambulance through the Sussex countryside. He couldn't leave her now, he wouldn't leave her until this was over, either way. His heart is banging, thumping blood through his body as his shocked eyes focus on the flashing blue lights in front, oblivious to all else
Suddenly the lights go out, he feels his heart pause and a wave of nausea hits, he looks towards her and then BREAKS.
So what do you think?