I open my eyes and find myself in a white bed, my head hurts terribly bad and my throat is dry. I rub my eyes and look around, just in time to see a nurse coming into the room. A nurse? Why I'm in a hospital?
"Miss Adler?" The nurse asks "How are you feeling?" I frown "I… What I'm doing here?" I ask nervously "Miss Adler you fainted, the baby is in low pressure you need to relax" she says in an emotionless tone "Why did I fainted?" I ask. stupid question, How would she know? She stares at me for a few seconds and leaves the room. Weird, this is very strange, it looks like a dream. I sit on the bed, I'm alone again, I try to think but my head hurts and I feel tired. Three minutes later the door opens again, in this case it's not the nurse who comes in, but a man with dark brown hair, dark grey eyes, dressed in a black suit and holding a black umbrella in his left hand.
"Mister Holmes?" I ask "Hello Miss Adler" he says, he avoids to look me in the eyes. "Well would you explain me what I'm doing here?" I ask, he nods his head slowly "Can I sit down?" He asks me "Yes" I say as he sits next to me. "Miss Adler, the nurse told me that you can´t remember what happened" He looks at me for a second and then he looks again to the floor "Is that true" "Yes, and if you would be so kind to explain me why did I fainted" I say looking at his tired eyes, he seems to have gained years and loosed weight. He sighs and swallows "Miss Adler I…. you… I don't" He seems to be stuck "Please just tell me the truth" I'm starting to have a bad feeling "Look Miss Adler, the truth is that you fainted because…" he stops again "because you saw my brother…" "What's wrong with Sherlock?" I ask shivering "My brother…" his voce cracks before ending the sentence, but he starts again, this time he says the whole phrase "My brother is death" He says.
No, it's simply impossible, he can't be death. But then the images come to my mind. "Leave a note when?" "No!" I scream, Mycroft grabs my arms "He can't be death!" I yell, "Miss Adler, please…" Mycroft says trying to calm me down "He's not death! He is not!" I try to stand up, but he's still holding my arms, so I kick him. Mycroft bites his lips "Irene, please…" He says, in that moment his voice is not cold, I look at him, his eyes are full of tears just as mines. I fall down to the bed again and I start crying, then suddenly I feel two arms holding me tightly, "You will not be alone" Mycroft whispers "I promise I'll take care of you two" I bury my face on his chest. I am not alone, but even though I feel like I was, because as hard as Mycroft or anyone try to make me feel safe, it will never be the same as Sherlock, and now he is gone. But I also know that Mycroft is doing a big effort and that makes me feel a little better "Thank you Mycroft" I say between sobs, now is the chance to tell him, never imagine what would have to happened before.
Sad chapter, well at least she has the government by her side. Next one about the newborn baby, what do you think, boy or girl? I will write it ASAP. Thanks for reading, please review.