In The Dark No One Can See Me Fall

Chapter 8: Demoralized

JOHN
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When I found Sherlock at 221B he seemed even more stoic than usual and spoke with much malice. With only hours to put my plan of demise into action all I wanted was to enjoy my last few on earth together. There wasn't any room left in my tight schedule to figure out what had been the cause of his obivious distress. I suggested we'd head over to Bart's Hospital and to the morgue. It would be fun to see him inspect the bodies and ridicule the suspicions of the officers of Scotland Yard. It always was a treat to see him passionate about his work, that's the reason why I would stand there awestruck and applaud him. On another note, Bart's would be a good place to lie low since we we're still under sieged. He only grunted in response and followed behind me.

After the corpses failed to excite him, he just used the microscope peering through it with no slide placed under it. I didn't want to embarrass him so I just pretended to be oblivious to the fact. I sat in the corner of the room tapping my fingers on the table. TAP. TAP. TAP!

"For the love of murder would you stop that infuriate tapping! It's driving me insane!", he scolded me.He pushed his hair back trying to regain his composure.

I had a feeling he wasn't really furious about the tapping sound. "Alright, what happened?".

His face contorted and his eyes twitched I prepared myself as he finally errupted. "John Hamish Watson, are you honestly that blind to your actions!".

"Had he found out?", I thought, "Was he onto it from the very beginning". I didn't want him to know but at the same time I wanted him to just for the sake of closure. To my relief/displeasure he had not but instead confronted me on something entirely different.

"You...you wretched, heartless, old man you've done nothing but alienate me. Don't think I don't know where you've been when you couldn't make it on time to the court case. This whole time you've been on nothing but dates. And with the same woman for more than a week-I suppose that's progress. If you weren't serious about this partnership than I at least deserve the right to know. But no. You'd thought the way to spare my feelings was to stab me right behind my back. Now you're also getting married-to that Mary woman no doubt and you didn't even have the decency to tell me your finally going to abandon me!".

My words fumbled, my mind scrambled, I just couldn't recover from his blow. I put a finger to my throat I could only croak. He shook his head that wasn't the answer he was looking for. I extended my arm out to him and the word, stay, managed to make it's way through. He was walking out but not leaving me without this final statement. He held the door, "Alone is what I have. Alone protects me". The door then shut.

I sighed and whispered under my breath, "Noo... friends protect you".
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With that I immediately jumped from the roof hitting the ground.

MORIARTY
"I thought you'd loved him. Why did you let him do it?" I interrogated Sebastiana.

"I do-I mean I did", the sudden realization of John being now gone settling in her mind. She wiped the tears forming in her eyes and sternly responded back, "It needed to be done. John's life was but a small sacrifice made. Besides he was more than willing to comply".

I internally gagged to think that she could be so sentimental about another person. "Surely his death will only be a temporary pain for that Consulting Detective. He'll get over it eventually. This won't destroy him like you wanted".

Then I experienced another hurling worth as Sebastiana laughed a real laugh. "Don't you see John was the key to destroying Sherlock Holmes all along.", she then shoved me to see the monitor. "He always was. For how could the detective function without him. John was his ... heart.", Sherlock had collapsed on John's chair. I agreed,"Indeed he was his heart".