A/N: I actually wrote this back in-between Series 1 and 2 of Sherlock, having enjoyed the show so much! I decided to do a little drabble on what I thought could possibly happen next! :)
A deserted pool,
Enough explosives to blow them to Kingdom Come,
And a consulting criminal with sudden bouts of hysterical madness.
Dull?
Definitely not.
Sherlock tightened his grip on the handgun.
I will burn the heart out of you.
He shuddered.
Glancing back at John, he saw his own determination mirrored on the Soldiers face.
A small glance,
Dark eyes flicked upwards to look deep into the Detectives eyes,
A nod of the head, so tiny that only he saw,
Do it.
Sherlock turned back to face Moriarty, fingers moving to release the safety on the firearm.
Heartbeat thudding loudly in his ears,
Moriarty smiled, taunting him, daring him.
You were playing the game...
The barrel rose up, now aiming at a much more infinite target.
A split second.
A smile slowly fading as Moriarty realised,
Sherlock fired.
And this is just losing.
Thank you very much for reading! If you liked it please say - I am always so grateful to receive your comments and opinions xD
CAN'T WAIT FOR SERIES 3! I'm missing Benedict Cumberbatch's beautiful face :)