Sherlock found himself muttering the words "What if something bad happens, what if he gets caught." John was so confused so he asked the nervous looking detective and his placed his arm round his shoulder, which Sherlock tried to shrug off but to no avail. "What's that babe, what if who gets caught?" Before even thinking about what he was about to say Sherlock screamed. "Moriarty. I'm scared because I love him." He couldn't take back what he just said. The next few moments were crucial for on the huge screens came Moriarty's face with a high pitched voice over saying "Did you miss me? Did you miss me?" Every passer by stopped and stared, they'd seen the news, they new who this man was. John merely glanced at the screen before turning back to Sherlock, he had moved his arm by now. "If you love him then why did you kiss me back last night?" A bush rustled from near the bench and a dishevelled looking criminal stepped out. A thick Irish accent filled the air but it was laced with disappointment and anger. Moriarty stuttered as tears rolled down his face. "You said you loved me but you kissed him and then tell him you love me? I can't take any more of this, I'm sorry Sher but I can't get hurt again by you, I'm sorry I have to go" With this he left, only turning back to give John a stare that could smash glass. With a frantic mind Sherlock ran after Jim shouting. "I need you in my life you make me happy, Jim baby stop don't run I need you and you need me." Sherlock was adamant that he wasn't going to lose Jim so tried calling after him one last time. "Moriarty!" Jim froze and slowly turned. "Don't you dare call me Moriarty." He spat before beginning to run again. Just before Sherlock lost him in the crowd Jim called back, his usually husky voice broken and different."I don't need you any more, yes you make me happy but I can do something else that makes me even happier then you ever could!"
The days went past and Sherlock had longed for Jim's Company. He and John hardly spoke, they only spoke for tea or a case which was hard because he was meant to be helping Lestrade find Jim. He hadn't got off the couch for days, he was smoking double time and had nicotine patches coving his arms and chest. His phone buzzed, he hoped it could be JM but he knew it wouldn't be.
Why is my dearest brother having such a hard time getting his butt off the couch and catch the man who forced him to fake his death? – MH
Before you ask John was worried don't give him a hard time for telling me – MH
It was hard to read these but Sherlock did and as always ignored them but suddenly news from Lestrade came from a surprising phone call.
Lestrade: We found him he literally made it so easy to catch him.
Sherlock: What? What happened?
Lestrade: Well he went to the tower of London again and shot a wall and wrote around it Sherlock does it too. He then smashed the glass again but wrote on it before 'It's Sherlock's fault this has happened and he knows it and will never be able to be happy again' He also sat in the crown jewels, probably just to show off like last time. It's all Deja vu really.
Sherlock: Will I have to be in court and say a statement and what are the charges and how long?
Lestrade: Yes and you do so make it brief and no Sherlock mind palace thing and a life time full. Well I have got to go bye.
A life time Sherlock will never see him again. Maybe.
Sorry for the long chapter so much to cram in.
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Ellie
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Did You Miss Me? - Sheriarty
FanfictionSherlock Holmes always knew he was different, and in more ways than one. But when and old friend returns he could never anticipate the impact he would make on his life. Now Sherlock had to choose. John or James? James or John?
