***
JOHN
I stood there in that enormous green parka utterly defenseless my attempt to protect him was a sham as was Moriarty's threats. It was all completely scripted just for him...just for Sherlock. As much as I wanted my noble gesture to be real-I mean it was real but if it weren't for her than maybe it could have ended with dignity. If it were all real and he was in immediate danger there is no doubt in my mind that I would truly do that for him. Nonetheless, no matter how much I tried to deny it I was fully aware that it was all merely a play and we the players. The thought of snapping Moriarty's neck as my arm was clutched around him just to end it all right then and there was very tempting. Though I decided aganist it she was watching and her fingers ready to pull the trigger. If I did not go along with her scheme...If I chose to risk it all she would violate the agreement formulated previously . And there would be no guarantee of Sherlock's safety. I sincerely intended to commit the sacrifice of my living body if only to save him and I did but not in the expected. So there I remained speechless as the black queen's pawn and the white knight went at it there next move being very crucial on the board. Their last words forever imprinted in my mind."If you don't stop prying... I will burn you. I will burn... the heart out of you".
" I have been reliably informed that I don't have one".
"But we both know that's not quite true".
***
SHERLOCK
I quickly located the face masks and bell jar to keep the fumes from being furthered inhaled. Next, I quickly extracted the jam from the biscuit Ms. Hudson was eating or at least trying to in hopes of resurrecting John. "John, can you hear me? Wake up".It wasn't long before he started coming back to his senses. He was still rather flustered from the whole ordeal but I could tell it wasn't because of the toxic fumes. No, there was obviously something else that caused him to be agitated. I searched his face looking for anything that might betray his situation. Despite my efforts it was to no avail John had developed a resilience aganist my deductive abilities. However, this I am certain of whatever it must be it is something John feels he has to endure on his own or else he would have already discussed it with me. What are you hiding John Watson? You can't avoid me forever.
JOHN
There has been a report on three major breaches in which all occurring around the same time as the other. Scotland Yard is at a panic and unprepared in how to go on. I could pratically hear Lestrade say , "Nope. Not my division". Of course it was his division, it was just he was under immense scrunity. The Bank of England was left vulnerable, cells opened releasing convicts from Pentonville Prison, Moriarty going to the trouble of breaking into the case of the Crown Jewels but yet not stealing them. I simply cannot fathom what her, my adversaries motives are. All I'm conscious of is that it's somehow revolved around Sherlock, but how? What is it that I'm not noticing? Think. Think. Nothing. Very well, once again I am pushed aganist a wall, "just keep your head down", I repeat over and over again, "and pretend all is well". I will do all in my power to protect him but one cannot be to careful so I will be oblivious-whatever he needs, let him enjoy it, the game is on.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
In The Dark No One Can See Me Fall
FanfictionJohn Hamish Watson ordinary. Completely ordinary. Although, sometimes the most ordinary are the most extraordinary. When fate brought them together and the dynamic duo was born things were looking up for the doctor. However, in life nothing is perma...