Hey guys,
I am so sorry about the delay, but I got distracted and had finished it earlier, if there weren´t any people always taking up my time or the BBC series Merlin to distract me... So just sorry, and here it is, one more part :D
Please enjoy it and have a nice day!
17. May 2011, Judgement Day
Over two weeks after the first infection
Sherlock woke up with a murder headache and even though the pain was almost unbearable, he had to smile at the sight before him.
John had moved closer in his sleep and hugged Oliver close like a teddy bear. Oliver had grabbed Sherlocks hand and had brought it to his face. His small breaths were tickling Sherlocks hand palm.
Still he needed to wake John, so he could give him more pills and there was still the problem with Moriarty.
What would you do, with someone who killed people, was crazy and was a criminal mastermind?
Kill him? That would make them into people like Moriarty. So not really an option.
Take him with us? No, people would avoid him and he would probably fall back into his old pattern.
Then what?
What would any sane person do with a crazy guy like Moriarty?
The discussion in Sherlocks mind made his head pound even harder and he groaned slightly.
"Are you okay, Sherlock?", asked Johns wonderful warm voice, that always made Sherlock giddy inside. The consulting detective looked up and stared into Johns dark blue eyes. He was still half asleep and looked adorable.
"Nothing, just a headache... except.", Sherlock leaned over Oliver and kissed John gently, "Good morning, John." The doctor blushed and replied:
"Good morning to you too, Sherlock. Let me get you some pills, while you can wake up Oliver, okay?" The tall man nodded and John climbed out of the bed to walk to the medical supply room.
Half an hour later they were dressed, had eaten an delicious breakfast, even Sherlock, and now headed to their prisoners. Sherlock had left Oliver in Beverlys care, because he didn´t want the boy to ever meet the mad scientist again.
"Brother, it´s good you came here, by yourself, I just wanted Sabrina to go and fetch you. We need to deal with Moriarty, Bourke and the other gentlemen.", greeted Mycroft them on the way their, his umbrella like always next to him, and kept walking to the cages.
"Yes, Mycroft. I already searched for a solution for our problem, but it´s hard to judge them and still not end up being like them."
"I am happy, that you changed, Sherlock. It makes you more human." Sherlock nodded and offered a small smile in Johns direction.
" It´s because John and Oliver affect my decisions. Could we now please come back to the main topic? Or should we discuss about your affections for a certain silver haired man?" Mycroft coughed irritated and glared at Sherlock.
"Back to the main topic. We still have to jugde them." They reached the cages, while they were still talking and Moriarty spoke up:
"Judge who? Us? We are innocent!" John gasped, Moriarty really tried to tell them, that he was innocent? Unbelievable!
"Innocent? Right, like killing people for fun and experimenting with humans is innocent!", John barked at them furiously and several of their prisoners moved to the far back of the cage.
"John is right, you aren´t innocent, but we won´t kill you, that wouldn´t make us any better than the lot of you."
"I just experimented, because there was no other way to find a cure!", replied Bourke and tried to defend himself.
"That is utter rubbish, Dr. Bourke. There is always another way and as we know from gathering data from you institute, you were the one developing the Zombie Virus. Which makes you responsible for nearly annihilating the human population."
"Yeah, so what? I only wanted to find a way to bring the dead back!"
"The dead should stay dead, Bourke! You aren´t a god!", said John heatedly.
"Wouldn´t you like to bring back the people, that died in Afghanistan, John?", asked Moriarty with an evil smile. John stared at him and didn´t really know, what to say.
"Yes, he wants them to be alive again, but they are dead and that´s not going to change." Sherlock stepped forward to stand directly in front of Moriarty.
"Are you sure? Maybe Bourke could find a way, he just needs time."
"No, he will never find a way, he would just kill more innocent people and in the end, the result would be the same. ", replied Sherlock.
"Maybe, maybe not. But still there is one problem, Holmes, you didn´t think of! The human populations is reduced to only several hundreds of people because of the Zombie Virus. Every life is precious now, so what will you do?" Sherlock thought about it, but it was John, who found a conclusion.
"I think, you yourself should decide, if you want to stay with us or stay here on your own. The ones that want to stay, will be watched carefully and have to work like all the others. The ones that want to leave, have to survive alone in a world full of zombies.", he said and Sherlock nodded in agreement. That idea wasn´t stupid, it was quite brilliant, in fact.
"That´s a good idea, pet, but are you sure, these men will change?", asked Moriarty and John glared at him.
"When you want to survive, you will do anything to do so even change. So the decision is yours to make."
"You have time to decide till tomorrow morning. Think about it carefully, because there is no way back.", said Mycroft.
It was a decision of life and death.