Johnlock OneShots!

It wont be enough

HEY YALL! This is from johns POV soooo yea xD

"One day the chase won't be enough..one day we'll be standing over a body and Sherlock Holmes would've been the one who put it there."

Thats what Sally Donovan once told me. She thought one day Sherlock would kill someone.

I laughed to myself. Sherlock? No way. He would never. He could never. I could never imagine the kind, caring, witty and sarcastic Sherlock Holmes becoming a killer.

She reminded me every day.. "one day the hunt won't be enough."

I would brush it off every time and laugh. He wouldn't. Not my Sherlock.

Every time we were on a case he'd have a sparkle in his eye. All the others would call him a freak. I'd just roll my eyes.

Overtime he became more on edge every day. No new case. Shoot the wall. No new case. Nicotine patch. No new case. Scream at Mrs. Hudson. Hey would never yell at me though. Never have a go at me. So I'd shake my head and say to myself.

Not my Sherlock...he would never..

We haven't had a case for months. It's like he's gone insane. He didn't sleep and didn't eat. He'd violently play his violin hours into the night and whisper to himself throughout the day.

The words came back inside my head, "one day the chase won't be enough." Little did I know I was beginning to believe those words. But no. He would never. Not him. Not my Sherlock.

Finally, we got a new case. Sherlock seemed completely back to normal. Sarcastic, funny, smart, healthy (ish). He was back to normal.

This was the first time. The first time in a while. That Sherlock didn't solve the case. He didn't seem annoyed though. Like he usually was. He was calm, peaceful even. I remember asking him if he had any leads. He just laughed and said no.

That's not my Sherlock. He wouldn't do that. He would pace around, go to his mind palace or even shoot the wall a few times.

He was acting too calm..too normal. No..he didn't..he couldn't have..not Sherlock..

I decided to do some investigating on my own. I'd picked up many things from Sherlock.. I ended up at a drug den watching Sherlock break the law.

I watched in horror as he dragged a lifeless body and put it in position.. I choked out I sob. Unfortunately that got his attention.

He whipped his head up and his face went from a smirk to a frown.. he made his way towards me. I thought he was going to explain. But no... he was holding a knife...and pointing it towards my chest.

I brought a gun with me..just in case I was jumped. I never thought I'd have to use it.. on anyone..especially not my best friend.

I pulled the gun from out of my jacket and fired to shots..my Sherlock fell to the ground.. injured but not dead..

Now he's in a hospital bed.. it's all because of me. "One day the chase won't be enough" I heard Sally say in the back of my head.. I knew it now that she was right.. and I-

John broke down in tears and strangled sobs... "I'm sorry" he choked out.

"It's alright John. Thank you for your statement.." Lestrade said from across the table. Tears in his eyes.

They both shared their final hug before they said they're last goodbye..

Heya xD this was fun to make lol hope you enj- wait- you can't enjoy something this depressing xD