Scream

"Steady on, lads," said Lestrade as the constables prepared themselves to lift the beam. Two other constables were standing on either side at the ends to prevent it from swinging sideways and knocking into someone.
Holmes and Lestrade were preparing to pull Watson - cautiously of course - out of the way.
The doctor had begun to shift restlessly, grunting in pain.
Holmes was surprised as Watson's eyes snapped open when the beam moved an inch upward.
"What're you doin'-" he interrupted himself with a choking gasp. Holmes expected him to scream, so intense was the pain on his face.

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Torment

None of the men had ever heard such violent cursing. Holmes briefly thought about Watson's associates from the army and wondered if they were responsible for his...vocabulary.
They pulled Watson away from the beam now hovering in midair, mindful of his bad shoulder and broken ribs.
Holmes turned Watson carefully onto upon his back, resting his head on his knee, still gripping his shoulders.
One of Watson's hands came up to clutch at his and Holmes leanded forwards to see his face, even if it was upside-down.
Watson's hand tightned painfully as his tormented eyes burned a hole into Holmes's.