Alright, here is chapter 7. The whole idea for this chapter came from an RP that I do. In which case Holmes falls in love with someone who isn't Irene. Here he falls in love with her sister and the RP (role-play) he falls in love with Padme Amidala. I own Abigail the others belong to Arthur Conan Doyle. R&R and enjoy!
All it took was one second for him to process what she did. One second to realize she gave her life for him. He watched her pull the trigger of his gun and then watched as she fell to a cold watery grave below her. He rushed out for her hand, only to be one second to late. He heard himself shout her name, but he was unable to save the second woman to steal his heart. He felt someone take his shoulder and pull him to safety.
"No!" He shouted and fought against whoever held him back. For the first time in years, he felt the sting of tears form in his eyes as he stared to where she once stood. "No..." He mumbled in shock. The tears that formed in his eyes fell free as he looked down to the water, letting the sadness, grief and pain set into his soul.
"She's gone." His friend said. "Holmes..." He heard someone call his name. "Holmes...!" He heard again, this time louder. "Holmes!"
He sat up straight on the couch he fell asleep on before looking around. He noticed Watson standing at the end of the couch and let out a small sigh of relief.
"Watson." He said before yawning. "What time is it?" He asked. Watson pulled out his watch and opened the lid.
"A quarter to seven." Watson answered. Holmes nodded and stretched.
"Has Ms. Adler returned from the market?" He asked. Watson shook his head and sat in a nearby chair. Holmes sighed and laid back down.
"You seem to do an awful lot of that recently." Watson stated.
"What's that?" Holmes asked.
"Sighing." Watson answered. "It's like you have a lot on your mind."
"I always have a lot on my mind." Holmes stated.
"Alright. It seems you have more on your mind than normal." Watson said. "And from the way you were shouting Ms. Adler's name something bad is will happen to her and..." Watson paused for a moment gaining his friends full attention. Holmes looked to him, waiting to hear what he had to say. "You've developed feelings for her." Holmes sighed once again and looked back up to the ceiling. His arms lay under his head, taking in everything he was just told. "Am I correct?" Watson asked.
"Yes." Was Holmes's reply. Watson nodded and looked out the window. He watched her walk up to the front door before picking up the newspaper.
"First her sister, now her." Your making your way down the Adler family tree." Watson joked. Holmes mocked him before looking to the door just in time to watch it open. She slowly walking in and set a notebook on the table by him and sits down. "What did you discover?"
"Nothing that we didn't already know." She said. The two nodded once as Holmes sat up on the couch and took the notebook beginning to read. She watched him for a moment before looking away and pretended to stare out the window. She watched his reflection and cursed herself you falling for him.
"Oh, if only my sister knew..." She thought to herself before letting herself get lost in her daydreams for as much as one second.
I know it's short but the next few chapters will be longer. I'm adding a few more characters into the story that belong to me, so keep an eye out for them. Until tomorrow!