The Cunning Identity Worker(SHERLOCK fanfiction) {FINISHED}

Epilouge #2 (ending chapter)

this is the chapter thats after 'Tale of Ours' it continues to the next installment which I have to plan out. Enjoy everyone-Mickey

I opened the door and as soon as the person took out the gun he fired. I fell to the grown holding my shoulder. It hurt badly.

"SHHHHEEERRRlock" I say loudly then fading to black darknesss

Sherlock's POV

"Veronica!" I say calling John holding her shoulder so blood would stop coming out.

"Sherlock?" John's voice says

"Veronica's been shot" I said

I kissed her forehead she opened her eyes "Sherlock, I don't want to die" She tells me her bright hazel eyes begin to become very glassy showing her body dying.

"Its okay to go Veronica" I say trying to hold in the tears but I couldn't

"I'm dying" She said

I lay my hand on her chest and I feel her pulse its slowing down.

"Veronica!! Sherlock!!" John yells running up the flat stairs and he looks at us knowing I'm upset and Veronica is dying.

John opens his medical bags "She isn't going to the hospital"I say

"Sherlock no. Let me do this, I think I can save her..." he says to me

"John" I say looking at him "I trust you. But I love her." I say

"I know" He says

Veronica opens her eyes gently again "I would have named him Hamish" she says to me

John sticks anestetic in her arm. She closes her eyes.

"Hamish, after me. I like it" John says to me "She isn't pregnant is she?"

I shake my head of course not that is a pointless action.

He gets out a scalpel and slices her pale skin opens where the bullet is inpacted in her shoulder bone. He takes the tongs and pulls the bullet out. "Sherlock check her pulse"

I gently press my fingers on her wrist and it is thumping

"She's alive"

"I have to sew her up, Sherlock her shoulders broken. She may not be able to use her right arm" John says to me pulling out a packaged needle and tight twine.

He begins stitching her wound.

When he finishes he leaves to go get a cast.

"Veronica, why did you say Hamish?"

She opens her eyes "If we had a son, I'd name him after you and John"

I looked at her and I run my long fingers through her chestnut hair. "Thats fine" I look at her

"I'm back!" John comes in and see's us and hands me the cast. "Care to put that on her?"

"No." I pull her arm gently through the cast and tie it around her neck where it caresses the shoulder.

"If your going to look for Moriarty." she says

"Not right now." I said

"You know you'll get bored Sherlock." John said

"I won't come along" she tells me "He shot me"

"Wait!? Sherlock, Moriarty shot her!?!" John is furious

"She went to open the door and I heard gun fire so I chased him and he disappeared." I tell him

"I'm going to lay her in my bed" I pick her up and put her on my bed and I kiss her cheek.

"Sherlock, Moriarty is out there. We have to find him" John tells me

"I know" I say "The GAME IS BACK ON!" I yell at him.

Thanks everyone! I'll revise this and correct errors. But for now I'm done writing this story. For the moment. I need to write more on Queen of mirkwood. Thanks again everyone I love you all! -Mickey