Robert Downey Jr X Reader *EDITING

SOLVING MYSTERIES 9

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"Cradle his head...Raise his leg." I suddenly heard John's voice in the background. I opened my eyes and saw them piling near Sherlock. Just then, John began pumping Sherlock's chest.

"What's happening?" I asked in a panicked voice. But then, no one's answering me.

"I'm not gonna make this easy on you." John whispered as he began punching Sherlock's chest and back to pumping. "Come on... Come on..." 

"John, talk to me! What is happening with him?!" I yelled now tears flowing continuously down my face. John didn't talk to me and I saw Sim looking at me.

"He's not breathing." Sim said and I gasped as I stood and only looked at John working on Sherlock. I held my face and began crying, not doing anything to help since it was not my field of expertise, only John could help Sherlock.

"Come on. I know you can hear me, you selfish bastard. Come on!!" John said. Just then, I held John's arm stopping him. I hugged John from me and cried. 

"His wedding gift." John suddenly said. 

"His what?" I asked as he suddenly grabbed something inside his coat pocket and pulled out a black pouch with a single syringe inside. Just then, John removed the cover from his mouth and stabbed Sherlock in his chest. We waited for a couple of seconds when we saw Sherlock begin to shout and go wild at the other side of the cart. Making me and John go eyes wide from shock that Sherlock came back from the dead.

"I had a terrible dream. You were marrying Gladstone. He had a massive fork in his hoof and he turned on me! What have you used?" Sherlock said.

"Your wedding present." John said showing the covered syringe to Sherlock.

"And who's been dancing on my chest?!" Sherlock shouted while touching his chest.

"Me." John said. While the two brothers were talking, I saw Sim go near me as I sat on the crate, a lot of emotions were going around my head.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asked as she sat beside me.

"I don't know what to think anymore." I said.

"He's going to be fine." She said.

"I know. He's a tough one. He's hard to beat around." I said. While John began inspecting Sherlock's injuries, Sim began to make way near them and I only sat at the crate, trying to calm down my nerves. During our travel to Switzerland, I give some space to Sherlock. John began noticing my lack of companionship towards them, he went beside me while we waited for the carriage sent by Mycroft. 

"Are you feeling okay?" John asked. I only nodded at him and remained quiet. "What are you thinking?" 

"Nothing." I said. Just then, the carriage arrives. I went inside first and sat at the corner of the carriage. Sim sat beside me and Tamas beside her. In front of me is Sherlock and John beside him. Throughout the travel to Mycroft's house seems too quiet. 

As soon as we arrived at the house, we were led inside the living room and Sherlock began exploring the place. We were all given a room for us to get changed and freshen up. We all met in the dining room and we ate.

"I still don't understand why you simply don't cancel the summit." John said.

"The fact is it's gonna happen whether we like it or not. Everyone has already arrived. While ladies and gentlemen may be talking about peace. Believe me, they're readying their armies at home. To cancel the summit now would mean sentimental war."

"The telegram wasn't it clear?" John asked.

"We have doubled the security, sir." Carruthers said.

"Oh... Doubled security? That's confident." Sim said.