Yeah I know I said you will have to wait until Sunday, but hey you get a chapter, as pathetically short as it is. This is not related to this story in any way, but after this i am thinking of doing a fanfiction called Molly Hooper's Imaginary Friend, which is basically a rewrite of series 5, 6 and 7.1, with Molly and Sherlock instead of Amy and Rory. If you can think of any better titles, please suggest them in the review box. thank you!
Clara groaned the pain she had felt at Baskerville was nothing compared to what she was feeling now. She was dying. Again. She tried to turn her head and felt her broken ribs pierce her vital organs.
"Clara?" it was John!
John had come to save her again. But how-? The relief that had washed over her at John's voice vaporised.
"John?" she croaked "please…don't tell me…you jumped too?"
"What…else… could I do?" he was hurt, possibly more than her, she could tell.
"Why?" she struggled to say her vision was swimming.
"I…couldn't…leave you. I'm…sorry" she could hear his sigh rattling.
"you…shouldn't have…but it's fine… and thanks… for trying"
"you've pierced a lung"
"how… can you… tell?"
"I'm… a doctor…"
Clara tried to move closer, but she jogged John and he hissed in pain. She felt for his hand instead. It felt shapeless. Shattered.
"Together…for…the end" she sighed "John… I know…we've barely… know each other… for… a few…hours…but I have to… say this…"
"Clara…if you're….going…to say…what I…think…you're going…to say…you make…it final"
John closed his eyes
"It…is…final" she whispered "John… I love you"
"Clara…"
"Please…don't say…the opposite"
John chuckled and then winced in pain.
"I…won't. Because…I love…you too. Have…ever since…I first saw…you. Always will."
Clara smiled her last smile and squeezed John's broken hand.
Upstairs everyone was in shock. Sherlock had also run to the edge and was staring down into its deep depths.
"John, no, John!" he was shouting at the darkness.
The Doctor turned to the Master, who looked positively delighted.
"You…Clara…" he was shaking with rage.
"So Doctor" cried Moriarty, freed from Sherlock's grip. "Two of my little pieces in this game are broken. How will this affect the rest of the board?"
He looked around the team, Molly with her hands still over her mouth and Sherlock calling to his dead friend. The Master turned to Moriarty
"I thinks it's time to go, don't you"
"oh yes. Take the Hooper girl"
Sherlock's head snapped up. "No!"
He was too late. The Master grabbed him by the arms, as Moriarty threw a blue device at Molly, which caught onto the edge of her lab coat. Then, suddenly the 4 of them, Molly, Moriarty Sherlock and the Master, fizzed and disappeared on a haze of blue light.
so Sherlock and Molly have been kidnapped by the baddies and John and Clara are dying at the bottom of a lift shaft. what is the Doctor going to do? you may have to wait until Wednesday, shock horror, as I want to finish writing the conclusion in my notebook, before I type anything up. Also, i am going hiking with my school, and i am visiting family tomorrow so even if i finish typing i may not update. But you may get lucky! again please review!