It was the wedding day. There was not a dry eye in the house as Sherlock whispered "I do". No one heard him over John and Mary's declarations.
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Moriarty smirked inside the coffin. Like clockwork, Seb would dig him up later. He hummed happily as the coffin slid towards the furnace.
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Sherlock stepped over the edge just as his phone received a text. He never read the text from Molly: "Years of torment. Happy landing, Freak."
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Molly cried over Sherlock's corpse. She knew she was "the woman who counted". But she hadn't counted on oversleeping.
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Chained and bloody, Sherlock waited the final death blow from the Serbian. Suddenly the feminine voice whispered "When I say run, run...."
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Sherlock crept into the clearing. Something hit his foot. He sighed.
"Damn time difference." he said as he picked up Miss Adler's head.
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