This is The End.
"As long as I'm alive, you can save your friends. You've got a way out. Well good luck with that." The last thing I heard from Jim before he shot himself and leaving me with no other choice but to fall. What the do I do. How do I leave John. What is he going to think. I look over the edge to see John's cab drive up. Call him, yes call him. I dial John number for the final time and watch him get out of the cab.
"Sherlock are you ok?" John says. I feel so guilty right know.
"Turn around and come back from where your where." I say scared. If I don't die he will and so will everyone else. "No just stay there. Ok look up, I am on the rooftop"
"Sherlock" A tear falls down my face while I hear the fear in in voice. "Oh god"
"I-I can't come down so we will just do it like this." Oh god. More tears.
"Sherlock what is going on?"
I can't tell him everything, he won't understand. "An apology. It's all true." Please understand. "Everything. I invented Moriarty. I am a fraud." Please John.
"Sherlock-" John says heavily.
"I created Moriarty for my own purposes." John all I want you to do right know is understand why I am doing this.
"Shut up Sherlock Shut up. When we first met you knew everything about my sister. Right."
"No one could be that clever John." John please.
"You could." Oh how I will miss your voice.
"I researched you. Before we met I discovered anything that would impress you." I say with a pause I want to tell him. I want to tell him why I wanted to impress him. "It was a trick. A magic trick." I finally say.
"Alright stop it know." John says heading towards the building I'm standing on ready to fall.
"No stay right where you are" I say scared and reaching out my hand wanting John to reach out and grab it and tell me everything will be ok. "Don't move." I say with a crack in my voice.
"Alright" John says putting his hand up to mine. I wonder if he feels my pain.
"Keep your eyes fixed on me." I say with more tears running down my cheek. The tears filled with pain and fear I want them to stop I want this to have another ending than me having to die and leave John with questions only I could answer. "Please will you do this for me?"
"Do what?" John says quietly.
"This phone call...It's-its my note. That's what people do? Don't they. Leave a note?" I say with more pain filled tears for John running down my pale face.
"Leave a note, when" John says. I want him to understand.
This call can't last forever, though I want it to. I have to end this game sometime. I am sorry, so sorry. "Goodbye, John." I drop my phone and finally lean forward to fall. I hear John scream my name and all I can think is sorry. I won't be dead but he won't know. I hear him run over. I hear him say he's my friend let me through. I feel him take my pulse and realize that I am gone. But I' m not.
Days later Mrs. Hudson and John come and visit my grave. Mrs. Hudson leaves John to talk. I try to hear him but I am too far away to here the first part. I step closer and finally hear him.
"...And no one will ever convince me that you told me a lie." Oh John
"And so... there. I was so alone and I owe you so much." I hear him say this a a tear grows in my eye. "Please, there's just one more thing. One more thing. One more miracle, Sherlock, for me. Don't be... dead. Would you do that, just for me? Just stop it, stop this..."
I'm standing behind the tree when I hear him say his last words. I want to tell him I want him to know. But it is too soon. Just wait for me John, this isn't the end.