William Scott

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He was small for his age , and his black hair was swept heavily over his bright blue eyes which were socked with tears. His small hands shaking , grasping a battered bear. His sobs were loud . Heart broken. John rushed over and checked the boy over . Exept for a cople of cuts on his small face , he was unharmed. He moved on leavening the boy trembling. Sherlock called after but John was too busy trying to save life's . He bent down so he was eye level with the boy. " what's you name?" He asked. As softly as he could.

" William Scott " the boy crocked back , his eyes glinting in the moon light as he did so. The cute face melting it's way into sherlock heart.

Sherlock pick the boy up , hugging him tight to his heaving chest.

" that's mine too" he whispered in his ear "but you can call me sherlock" .

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