A/N I'm sorry that I haven't uploaded for a while but I had important exams, then I did a lot of things in photoshop and then I had writer's block. Thanks for review which I got. When I saw that I got review I was scared when I read it I was shocked that someone liked it that much. So here's 2nd chapter and I hope I'll write more.

"What did you do?" shouted Amy scared. She ran up to their parents. She didn't know what to do. She started crying.

Jim just looked at her. But then he remembered they are not safe there. They needed to get out of there. "Come on, Amy. We need to leave." He tried to take away her from their parents.

"No!" she souted. "I won't leave them! Not to stay with you!"

"Don't you understand that if we don't leave soon someone will catch us? Someone heard a noise, for sure. When someone opens that door that person will call for the police and if I leave you here, they'll find you. And I guess they won't listen to you when they see you all in that blood."

Amy looked at Jim for a long time. She knew he was right. She got up and asked "What should I do?"

Jim smiled. "Good girl. Take a small backpack or something similar, but small. Then pack something to wear. Something comfortable. You must be ready to run. Besides you can take what you want. But not too much! And wear comfortable shoes! You have 5 minutes!"

Amy listened to him and went to her room. She packed what Jim said her to. She also took some money and a few other things. When she wanted to leave she saw an envelope on her desk. She reminded herself what it was and took it with her.

"Ready?" Jim asked when they heard noises behind the door.

Amy was scared. She didn't know how they'd get out. "No."

"I was expecting that answer." Jim took her and he jumped off from the window. Amy wanted to scream but she couldn't. Suddenly they were on the ground.

"How did you do that?" Amy asked while trying to understand how he did it.

"Rope." He explained to her and showed her rope. "Come on. Off we go." He took Amy's hand and they started running. Amy had no idea where they were going.

[Sherlock]

221B Baker Street. John was sitting in the armchair. He was reading the newspaper. Suddenly he heard gunshots.

"Sherlock!" He shouted. "Do you really need to do it?"

"I'm BORED!" Sherlock answered annoyed and shot the wall once again. "Nothing happens. Are criminals so busy that they can't commit any murders?"

"Maybe they want to annoy you" said John to himself smiling at this thought.

"I heard that!"

Then Sherlock heard noise outside the window. It was noise of police cars. John put away the newspaper.

"Is it something for us?" asked John looking out the window.

"No." answered Sherlock. "But not far from us… Let's have a look!"

They ran off from the flat to few blocks far away. On the spot they saw some police cars. They went into the block. A few floors further up they saw police around one of the flats. Sherlock moved to the doors but he was stoped.

"You can't come in" said one of policemen.

"I am detective, Sherlock Holmes. You should hear about me" said Sherlock smilling but a little annoyed. He always thought that police is stupid and as that policeman didn't let him in he knew he must be even more stupid than others.

"Let him in!" shouted someone.

Sherlock and John went in and they saw Lestrade.

"So…" started Sherlock. "… what do we have this time?"

"Man and woman. Killed and left here." answered Lestrade. "Neighbours heard gunshots. When they wanted to check what was it they found this. Two bodies in a pool of blood. There's nothing apart from the bodies."

"I wouldn't say that" said Sherlock walking around the bodies.

Lestrade sighed. "Go on. Tell us what you have."

Sherlock smiled and started talking about what he found out from moment when he walked into the flat.

[Amy]

Amy and Jim sat in some corner where no-one could see them. It was their first stop after getting out from the flat. It was getting darker so they made a little fire to get warm. Even if they had something to dress up in it wasn't enough for cold night like it was going to be.

"You should change your clothes" said Jim looking at Amy. "And wash yourself a little bit."

Amy looked at herself and she remembered herself that she was all covered in blood. She took the T-shirt and jeans out from her backpack. "Do you have any idea how I can wash it?" she asked touching dried blood. When she remembered that was blood of her parents she cringed.

"Take this" he gave Amy bottle of water.

"We won't need it later?"

"We'll have more."

Amy took the bottle and started washing off blood from her body. After a while she was clean. At least on her body. There was some blood in her hair but it seemed like her hair was just more ginger. Then she wore jeans and changed her T-shirt. But she couldn't take it off.

"Can you help me?" Amy finally asked.

Jim got up to help her. But even he had a problem for a while. He couldn't cope with silence so he spoke. "Amy. Today when I killed my… Our parents. You were so upset. Why?"

"As you said, they were our parents. Parents are important part of child's life. You shouldn't kill them." She answered, tears coming to her eyes.

"But they weren't even your real parents! Are you that stupid to think that they were?"

"Don't call me stupid!" Amy shouted angry. In that moment Jim fixed the problem with the dress and Amy walked away from him.

Jim went to her. "I'm sorry."

"The fact that they weren't my real parents doesn't change that they cared for me. When my real parents left me somewhere there they were your parents. They helped me. And I loved them for that. I love them." she looked at Jim. He still couldn't understand her.

"You know what?" said Jim after few minutes. "I feel again like we are children. Do you remember when you was very, very young I dressed you?" Amy smiled at the memory. "I had to care about you. And now I need to care about you again."

"Firstly, I'm not a child anymore. I could walk away right now and leave you here. Secondly, how are you supossed to care about me when few hours ago you killed YOUR own parents?"

"Because that's something else! They always had something against me. I was like the devil to them! And you were the angel! They were annoying me!"

"So if I start annoying you, you'll kill me too?"

"No!"

"And why is that?"

Jim couldn't answer this one. Amy looked at him angrily but he didn't answer. He finally spoke. "If you want to leave me then go ahead!"

"I won't do this. I'm gonna sleep here and I don't want to see you here anymore! You got me into this shit. So can you be nice and fuck off away from me?"

Amy didn't wait for answer. She went to a place behind some bin and she lay on cold ground. She wanted to cry but she didn't do it. Then she remembered envelope which took with her. She took it off and started reading.

Dear Amy

If you're reading this then I'm probably dead. Or lost somewhere. Anyway, I gave you this letter when I thought you were old enough to understand everything. But I didn't want you to open it before my death. Why? Because I was selfish.

You remember how I told that I found you alone when you were young? So here's the story with details. I found you when you were about one year old. It was late at night. And I knew I had to take care of you. You were crying but when I took you in my arms you stopped. I loved you. That look. You were beautiful and you turned into an even more beautiful woman. Your name wasn't an accident. With you there was little card with your name and date of your birth. Well, at least I supossed that.

I never told you your real surname. It's Pond. Amelia Pond. If you want to find your parents then you can do it. That's why I wanted you to read it after my death. I was selfish. I didn't want you to find another mother who you may even love more.

I just want you to say… I love you. And I always will. It was gift to take care about you.

Mum

When Amy read last words she couldn't stop tears. She started crying. Quietly so Jim couldn't hear her but she cried anyway. After a while she fell asleep…