Chapter 7- " Stay Alive"

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( When I wrote this chapter I listened to Stay with me by sam smith..everytime I write a chapter I.listen to songs to bring out the feels)

You had spend the last few days with Mrs.Hudson, Sherlock and John to avoid thinking about Moriarty. It had helped, but each time you went to the bathroom, the mark reminded you. Sherlock saw that it was a trouble for your own sake, and when mrs.Hudson saw it, it was really a trouble.

You stood in the bathroom, with a closed door.

You opened the first button on your shirt so you could see if the mark was gone soon.

Nope, still there.

You sighed as you rubbed your hand at it, it was hopeless.

Suddenly the door opened and Sherlock came in, closing the door behind him.

" Can I see it? I know its bothering you y/n ?"

You looked down in the sink, leaning your head to the side.

You felt Sherlock's a bit cold fingers touch the area around it.

Of some reason of that Sherlock's fingers touched you it made you feel a bit warmer.

" Its bothering me as hell..and I see him everywhere now...sheesh"

Sherlock looked at you in the mirror.

" Really?"

" Yes, really"

" That's interesting..."

"How?"

" When did you get this? At the pool or earlier?"

" When I first met him, after the pill episode"

" How?"

" I woke up in a random place, and he was there and..."

You trailed off.

" Its ok, you don't need to tell"

Sherlock's eyes scanned yours before he went back to the mark.

" I let him....because"

" It was the only choice so you could-"

" Stay Alive"

Sherlock looked at you again.

" He had a gun pointed at me plus a sniper"

Sherlock nodded as he stroke his fingertips over the mark.

" Well, the mark is going to dissapear after a while, but Moriarty in your head is going to take a while"

You streched your neck as you got the button back in place as Sherlock went out to the living room.

You came out few minutes after.

Mrs.Hudson looked at both of you, " what have you two been doing?"

You froze, did she just say that.

" We did nothing mrs.Hudson. Stop asking, please"

Mrs.Hudson smiled as she went to open the door, she had paid a engineer or someone to fix something in her flat.

You sat down in the couch, as you took a quick nap.

When you woke up, you were in the cab with John and your dog.

" y/n. Wake up. We got to find Sherlock, he is gone."

You sat up Immediately.

"What?"

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