She's really gone. Sherlock thought as he stared at the grave with the words Clair Holmes May 10, 2003 written on the stone. The sun shone though the tree shading the spot in the grass. I loved her really I did. I was there in the delivery room with her when that bed turned into her death bed and I held her hand as she took her last breath. It was not the child that was inside of her that killed her. She had a disease in her liver and her kidney that turned way to bad at the wrong time.
John and Molly stood next to me, crying softly. Lestrade, Mary, and Mrs. Hudson were also there to wish her good bye. They all helped me get through these times of pain with their love and kindness. These people teased me and told me I had no heart, but were proven wrong.
The grip on my hand tightened and little green eyes peered up at me.
"Daddy...is Mummy in the ground there?" The little girl squeaked.
"Yes, she is right there." Sherlock said his voice shaking.
"She's singing with the angels."
"What? Who...who told you that?"
"Well Miss. Molly and Mrs. Hudson told me the day mummy died that she would go to heaven and she would get to sing with all the angles."
Claire had the most beautiful voice and would often sing to myself and her when we were sad, happy, or in any mood. If I listen hard I can still hear her singing to me that sweet song. I peered down at the three year old girl in her navy blue dress and stockings. She resembled most of me, with her black hair, green eyes, pale skin and her small lips. Her hair was a wavy mess and she was rather tall. When I looked at her slim body, I saw her mother, like when I saw her smile.
I looked down at my watch and saw that it was 3:00, time to go home.
"Let's go home Alice." I said taking her and guiding her towards the cab.
"Good bye Mummy. I love you."
Sherlock wiped a tear from his eye. Mustn't let her see you cry.
Sorry that this is so short, but it's my first fanfiction. I really want you guys to comment and request things, Nerd out, Nerdgirl64