Bringing Daylight Back

Chapter 27

Disclaimer- Not mine

Before Sherlock could comment on his brother's last statement; he heard the dial tone.

Sherlock was sitting in the waiting room, seething. His fat brother had said some things to Sherlock as if he knew that real status of his relationship. Sherlock then punched Mycroft's rather large nose at the mention of Jim. So that's where Mycroft went.

Apparently only Jim is able to see John.

Stupid Jim. He ruined everything between John and I! Jim should go die in a bog! How dare he be with MY John?! How dare he even look upon him? All of a sudden someone cleared their throat.

"Shirley dear! What a surprise to see you…here! I thought you gave up on my poor little Johnnyboy. After all, you didn't even think about trying to find him. Poor pet. Don't worry! Oh no no, I will take very good care of him. He wouldn't want to see you anyhow. You kept too many things from my poor Johnnybo- "

"Don't you dare call him that! You won't take care of him either, I am here for him." Sherlock was positively growling.

"Mm, Really? Where were you when he was stabbed? Where were you when he was getting piss drunk? Oh, you were the reason he got drunk! Then you go and sulk, blaming the whole situation on poor Gregory. Shame Shame," Moriarty said sarcastically.

"Can I see my boyfriend now?" Sherlock was past the boiling point by now.

"Sure, but he might not want to see you," Moriarty said with that awful heavy Irish accent. He abruptly turned on his heels and walked to the elevators and punched the button ferociously.

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John groaned at the pain he was feeling in his gut as he tossed and turned in the uncomfortable hospital bed. The blond instantly wished he was still unconscious. He groggily opened his eyes to see Sherlock sitting in a small, uncomfortable hospital chair, snoring softly. John smiled to himself softly. Jim was standing in the dark corner, unnoticed. John closed his eyes as he dozed off with a smirk plastered at his pink lips.

He abruptly woke up to a door slamming next door. Jim was on the case immediately, yelling at the distressed nurse for waking John up. John glanced to the little chair that Sherlock had previously been occupying and found it empty. John didn't notice the frown that he put on his face. He even wondered if he dreamt that Sherlock was actually here for him. He couldn't focus on the matter for long because he was in immense pain. He groaned and caught Jim's attention. John didn't even notice Jim in the first place. A nurse with a fake smile messed with his morphine drip and left. John whimpered and felt James's hand softly stroke his sandy hair as he lost conscious.

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Sherlock was outside of the hospital, smoking. He didn't want to deal with Jim. He just wanted his John healthy and smiling at his side. Why did Jim have to ruin everything? He probably doesn't even care about John. He only likes John because I like him. Sherlock was arguing with himself and ceased to hear his brother approaching him, swirling his black umbrella in his hand.

"James Moriarty does care for John. Why are you trying to tell yourself otherwise? Always so self centered, dear brother?"

"Kindly piss off, Mycroft. You and all the goons you have spying on John could have prevented this from happening. Greg shouldn't have been put to the task I gave you. You failed me, yet again." Mycroft looked down at is shoes with a frown planted on his face.

"I couldn't have prevented this matter. I was unaware of the amount of danger that John was put in by being with Moriarty. I have information on the suspect, that is if you are willing to hear and actually listen to me instead of tuning me out."

"Speak, don't get excited. This will be the only time I actually acknowledge you to openly talk to me."

Mycroft tilted his head up and looked down his nose at Sherlock, who was putting out his cigarette and in the process of lighting another.

"Jim Moriarty's ex-sniper and right hand man, also known as Sebastian Moran, abducted John to get revenge at James for breaking their relationship. Moran saw James and John together and jumped to accusations. He thought that he could blackmail James with John. Moran demanded his job and previous boyfriend back. James was having nothing of it, so he would play along. Sebastian Moran told James to meet him at a dark alley so they could trade. John and Sebastian got into a spat and Moran hit John. James popped out and told Sebastian that he was basically going to get nothing, so he stabbed John. Jim immediately went after Moran and I suspect killed him or is currently having someone torture him because we have yet to find his body." Mycroft stopped and observed Sherlock's body language.

Sherlock was deathly pale and was swaying. Mycroft walked up to his brother and patted his back to calm him. Sherlock looked deep into Mycroft's eyes. Mycroft almost gasped when he saw Sherlock was barely holding back tears.

The hospital's double doors burst open and James stepped out.

"John is awake. He is asking for you, Sherlock."

Sherlock nodded silently as he gulped audibly.

Authors Note- I know, the update was late. I was on a plane when I wrote this so any mistake written is truly mine, and mine only. Feel free to review, follow, or/and favorite! They really do put a stupid grin on my face!

What is to come?

What will Jim do to Sherlock after he talks to John?

Where did Cason go? Will he be there for John?

What will John and Sherlock talk about?

Who will be there for John?

Stay tuned~

Lemony P.