A/N: This one is kind of (very) short, but, I do not own Sherlock or its character/plot, but this plot and this OC are mine. Enjoy :)
Mari burst into the room that herself, John and Sherlock had been in what felt like moments ago to her. (Even though her and John had left around dawn and it was now later in the morning.)
"What the HELL do you seriously think you're-" Mari began yelling, but froze in her place almost instantly.
The room was empty. No sign of Sherlock, John or herself even being there. "No, dammit!" Mari whispered to herself.
What room could he be in? Is he even still in the hospital? I don't have time to search all of damn London! Did he decide to go and catch up to John...? Questions like those whizzed around Mari's mind, filling up each thought she had as she stood frozen in her spot, staring into and empty room.
Mari eventually decided to check every room that she could, starting from where she was now.
She ran the hallways, throwing open every door that she could, displeasing a lot of people, but she did not care. She stopped caring some time ago. She needed to find Sherlock. She ignored all the bad feelings storing up in her stomach as Mari reached the stairs which led to the roof.
Mari stood in front of the stairs, un-moving. She no longer cared about authority. She began thinking. Had Moriarty ever let anything slip about his plan? Did he ever mention a roof? Did he even let slip anything at all?
Mari eventually came to a conclusion, he hadn't let anything about his plan slip. Out of all the 'visits' he didn't mention a plan once. Mari felt stupid for even trying to remember something that didn't happen.
Mari grabbed the handle of the door that led to the roof stairs, swung the door open briskly and ran up the stairs as fast as she could. She had to find Sherlock in time. She had to.
Mari's heart raced more and more with every second she let slip by, with every step she climbed, with every breath she took.
Mari tried to push away the bad feeling in her gut as far away as she could, but to absolutely no avail. Mari tried to convince herself that it was because of something she had eaten, but in truth, she couldn't even remember the last time she had actually ate.
Multiple swear words fell out of Mari's voice box and into the open air the further she climbed the stairs that seemed to never end. All the words were directed at no one, but she was sure someone had heard her cussing aggressively.
A/N: Fairly short, but kind of cliff-hang-y again. Was it good? Reviews and criticism appreciated! :)