Staying Alive rings out into the otherwise silent living room. I glance at Dad. He answers it.
"What?" He snaps. I tuck my knees up to my chin and listen carefully. "What?" He says in a different tone. He looks at me nervously. "Where? How far away?" There's a pause. "And you decided to tell me now? You fucking idiot!" He shouts. I flinch slightly and he hangs up. He looks worriedly at me again. "Sweetie, we're in trouble," he says slowly, pulling his classic workface. I can almost see all the cogs turning in his brain, figuring out what to do next.
"What kind of trouble?" I ask him. He doesn't even answer he's thinking so much.
"I need you to be safe. Look, they've found us. They're about five minutes away." My eyes widen.
"What? No! Don't let them take me away, Dad. Please!" I plead. He frowns sadly and puts his hand on my cheek and strokes it gently.
"I wish I could keep you with me, but, sweetie, I can't. You're not safe here. I need you to be safe: that is my number one priority." He says. I note that his eyes have watered over. I know suddenly that this is serious. Dad didn't even cry when Mum died.
"Dad... don't let them take me. I can't go back there. Please don't make me." I beg him. He leans his forehead on mine so our noses are touching.
"Sweetie, I need you safe. I will always keep you safe. And if I try to help you escape, they'll kill us both. I can't have that." I bite down on my bottom lip. He pulls me in for a hug. "I promise this won't be the last time we'll see each other. I promise." He whispers in my ear and I begin to cry.
"I love you," I close my eyes and try desperately to fight back the tears.
"I love you too, Sophia. Always remember that."
Just as he says the words, the door is burst down and armed police run in. Me and Dad pull apart.
"James Moriarty, get on the floor!" Lestrade yells. Dad sighs but does as he's told. John and Mary run in after the gunmen.
"Sophia!" They exclaim and try to embrace me but I push them away.
"Get off me! Get me my real Dad!" I shout. James is on the floor, a man is stepping on his head. "No! Don't hurt him!" I beg and try to get to him. Someone grabs me and I'm too weak to get away. They're yelling at my Dad, they're beating him up. The whole time, he has a psychotic grin on his face.
"Stay down!" A police officer shouts but Dad doesn't listen and starts to get up. "Stay down or we'll shoot!" He warns and I gasp.
"Dad, do as he says." I beg. "Please, Dad."
"Never," he mouths at me.
He gets up.
They shoot.
That's around the point where everything goes black.
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Daddy's Girl
Fanfiction"Why couldn't I have had a normal life? Why do you have to be so... you?" // "This is the hand you've been dealt, Sophia. There's nothing you can do about it. Play the game the best you can with the cards you've got. That's all you can do."// "I...
