Sherlock felt he was on a dream world, because of his body shutting down he was starting to feel nothing and his head felt fuzzy as he fell from one state of conciousness to another, Sherlock had told himself he was going to make it, but being a man that only looked at logic, this was starting to look harder and and harder. He felt like he had just walked out of a lake as the poison that started to make his body sweat to stop him feeling so hot but now was starting to feel really cold.
he felt so tied but new not to close his eyes as if he did, he knew he may never open them again and as he felt ready to give up he heard the door to his cell bust wide open and felt someone turn him around and hold him up- it was John.
Sherlock could feel the pain as he was held up and did try to make a joke with John
' took your time didn't you' Sherlock wince but then doubled over in pain
' Sherlock hold on, you can make it, you have made it this far' John by now had tears running down his face and Sherlock by now was too exhausted to care and John could see that. Sherlock was as white as marble and his pulse once beating so fast was now slowing down
' John, listen look after Mary and little William won't you? tell him all about me'
John knew that he was giving up and was not ready to let him go just yet.
' don't talk like that, your brother will be here with the antidote any second'
' John we both know what my dear big brother is like now, don't we' by now his voice was just a wispier and John could feel him slipping away.
' Sherlock don't waste your energy', John wispiered to him as he held him, come on you can make it, I can't go though all that again'
Sherlock realised how much he cared for him ' goodbye John'
and as John felt him slip away in his arms, he saw a tear fall onto his cheek.
' NO, Sherlock' John held him and quickly grabbed the needle from his pocket and with all his force he plunged it into his neck, but there was nothing he could do- it was too late, he was gone.
John didn't know how long it was until the team arrived and he didn't hear them come, it wasn't until he felt a hand on his shoulder that he looked up- it was Greg and unlike John was crying.
' come on John, an ambulance, is here to take him' him and a police officer, helped him up and dragged him out the room, it was then when he lost it.
' I'll kill him' John screamed and went to the door
Greg and the officer went to him ' John carm down,we will make sure
that Moriarty is found and go's down for this, this is now a murder investigation and we will make sure he will never see sunlight again- now charm down or we will have to arrest you for disturbing a crime scene'
John took a few breaths
' fine, but i am going with Sherlock to the Hospital,I want to be there when you know'
'ok, I will tell the crew' Greg put his hand on his Shoulder as John went to ambulance and climbed in.
it was very quiet in the ambulance. The crew could do nothing but say they were sorry and make sure he didn't do anything stupid
it wasn't until the ambulance went over a bump and Sherlock's arm fell off the bed that John moved. he grabbed his arm and pulled it back up and it was then that he felt something. no it couldn't be could it? John took Sherlock's wrist again and held it- it was, there was a pulse, very faint but a pulse.
'there's a heart beat' John exclaimed ' 'we have to help with his breathing'
All of a sudden there was the bustle of the crew as they strapped on heart machines and a oxygen mask was placed over Sherlock's mouth. Suddenly a long beep started to come from the heart machine- his heart had stopped.
The crew circled around him trying to restart the heart and after what felt like a life time John heard the beeping of the heart machine.
' we are about to arrive at the hospital- we have informed the staff that we need argent care as soon as we arrive so we can wheel him straight to intensive care' one of the crew shout to John ' has he any family you can contact?'
John grabbed his phone ' will ring them as soon as I have the clear he is going to ok'
the crew nodded to show they understand and then the doors flew open and the crew race Sherlock straight to the ward.
John was shown to a room and was told to wait there, which he did until a doctor came to find him, he looked grave
' John I am DR scott, I have came to tell you that we have got him in stable condition- it is serous, he was dead for 30 min before the antidote worked so there's always a chance he wont wake up or if he does he will be severely brain damaged'
John asked if he could use the payphone to phone his friends and family and after phoning Sherlock's brother, molly, greg and miss Huston Dr Scott took him to see Sherlock.
when the doctor took him into the room John was taken aback, the doctor had told him that it was going to hard and now he could see why, Sherlock was stripped to a hear machine and he had a tube sticking out of his mouth to help him breath- the man that was once so confident and sure was now in a coma and in a hospital bed. his clothes and coat that he took so much care off was on the side. John went over and picked the coat up as he was going to hang it on the back of the door- it was then the letter fell out. John saw it and picked it up and we saw it had his name on it, he opened it and started reading.
By the time he had finished reading,John felt he didn't know Sherlock at all- this letter was showing a side of him that he knew he had but barely showed it- love and compassion. It was then that he remembered what Sherlock had said to them on his wedding day
' I stand here before you to make my first and last vow- John,Mary I will always be there and I will never let you down'
At remembering this John just sat down and cried.