Okay, just a heads-up. If you haven't seen the movie yet, you may consider this to be a spoiler. I REFUSE TO ADMIT TO ANYTHING! But just in case, you've been warned. ;D

Song: Only If for a Night, by Florence + the Machine


He was terrifying. Never in my short life of twenty-eight years had I experienced a force as frightening as James Moriarty. The moment his minion had signaled for the restaurant to empty did I actually realize what I had gotten myself into. I rose from the table, praying he was through with me, when I noticed that I could hardly stand. Stumbling, I attempted to right myself on a table, which only caused me to fall to the carpeted floor. This is it, I thought. He's won. I'm dying. His sinister chuckle sounded behind me, and even on the brink of life and death it sent horrible shivers up my spine.

My thoughts drifted away from my current situation, coming upon my old grammar school, my first real love, my father. I flickered in and out of consciousness, before remembering one important aspect of my life. Sherlock Holmes. Suddenly, every memory of us paraded through my head, from the first time I met him, pulling him off the street and into my sitting room, to only a few hours before, in the auction house. The chase is over, Sherlock. I don't want to run any more. This is it, I give up. You win Sherlock, you win...

My thoughts slowly drifted and I knew my time was short. I'm going to hell, I thought, though too weak to chuckle. At least Holmes would be heading there as well. My mind settled on one of the few times I ever experienced real happiness, trying to calm me, I suppose. I recalled every night Sherlock and I had spent together as I slipped away, and I longed to be there once again…

If only for a night.