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Sherlock's eyes flew open, he scrambles up, "Claire!" he looks around, breathing heavily, sitting on the couch back at the apartment.
Police were everywhere at the apartment, even a few newscasters outside. John and Lestrade walked into the living room, "Hello, Sherlock." John says.
Sherlock stood up, looking around wildly, "What happened? Where am I? Where's Claire?" he exclaims.
"Sherlock, Sherlock calm down. Please." Lestrade said, glancing at the other agents gving them weird looks. John pulls Sherlock back onto the couch, "Calm down, tell us what you remember."
"I-I remember everything... I think. I remember Moriarty, the gunshot, Claire..." his voice cracked, remembering seeing her body drop to the floor after Moriarty had pulled the trigger, what she had mouthed before it ended.
"And nothing else?" Lestrade said, his hands in his pockets. Sherlock shook his head, his eyes blurring with tears, he pushed them away. "Nothing."
John nods, "Well, we found you after a few hours, wandering the streets, shouting, yelling, you were a mess. A few people called Lestrade because they thought you were drunk again. Turns out you took a blow to the head. And... there's something else you should know too."
Sherlock looks at John, a lump rising in his throat, thinking the worst, "What?"
"We went to the building you said everything happened at... there was a significant amount of blood, and a bullet shell, but that's it."
"It wasn't all Claire's blood, was it?" he said, refusing to believe that she was gone. Gone for good.
Lestrade shook his head, "Not all of it, but... most of it was. I'm sorry, Holmes."
Sherlock shook his head, "No, no, no, no.." breif flashes of what happened flew before him. Claire breaking free, Moriarty's expression, the gun, Claire's unsaid words. Everything.
"She's not DEAD!!!!" he shouts, pushing a table over, silence clicked through the whole room. Not a single sound, or word.
"Sherlock, you need to calm down." John said, putting a hand on Sherlock's shoulder. He yanked away, infuriated, empty, "No!! Don't touch me!" he yelled, his eyes burning in rage.
John glances at Lestrade, neither of them had seen him like this, ever. How much was he capable of now?
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