Miss Me? (Sequel to Vampire On Baker Street)

Ch.6: Rage

Chapter 6:

Sara and John exit a cab just outside the remains of a some kind of office building. It looks like it was demolished years ago and the wreckage was left behind.

"This the right address?" John asks suspiciously.

Sara nods and scans the area. It is around midnight now, the moon is covered by a thin veil of clouds which obscures John's capability to see his surroundings in great detail, Sara is unhindered though do to her heightened sense of sight.

Sara leads the way through the junk ridden property, stopping once they have come to a clearing behind the ruins.

"Come out, Tom!" Sara calls out. "I came like you wanted."

Tom emerges from the shadows like a ghost. He has a pleased look on his face. "I'm glad you didn't keep me waiting long. Though I'm not surprised you brought a friend along."

She brought more than that actually. Mycroft's men are currently surrounding the perimeter in hopes of halting Tom's escape. Sherlock, Sam, and Dean are hidden in their spots as well, waiting to shoot if anything goes wrong. It took a lot of convincing to get Sherlock to agree, but once Sara assured him that she wouldn't do anything rash he finally accepted.

"Rosie is his daughter, he deserves to be here," Sara responds.

John steps forward angrily,"Where is she?" He demands.

Tom chuckles and calls out,"Rosie? Come out darling." The small girl peeks out from behind a tree and walks to the psychopath. Tom crouches down and lends out his hand which Rosie takes. He pulls her in front of him so she faces Sara and John. She has dried tear streaks on her cheeks, but she isn't crying anymore. The girl looks confused, but not fearful. Tom must have compelled her.

Sara slowly takes a step forward and raises her hands to show that she is unarmed. "Let the girl go. You wanted me, right? I am here and willing, but you need to let Rosie go."

Tom narrows his eyes,"I wasn't born yesterday. As soon as she is at a safe distance away from me, Mycroft's men will take their shots at me. She stays with me."

'He knows. How does he know?' Sara kicks herself internally.

"I promise you," Sara lies through her teeth,"No harm will come to you when she is free." She takes another small step toward him but stops at a glare from Tom.

"Liar!" Tom hisses and grips Rosie's shoulder tightly.

"No! I'm not lying!" Sara shouts, her eyes wide in distress. "I-I will come to you then. You will let her go once you have me. Just don't hurt her."

John gulps, staring intently at his daughter as Sara tries to negotiate. He wants to run over to his daughter but he knows that would just make the situation worse. All he can do is hope Tom agrees to let her go, though he fears what Sara may have to do for that to happen.

Tom hums as he thinks about what Sara proposed, then he smiles widely,"Actually, I have a better idea." He pulls a knife from his belt and teasingly shows it to the others, then stabs it through Rosie's back.

Sara's heart stops as she watches the end of the blade pierce through the chest of the young girl. She blinks and watches Tom release Rosie, letting her body crumble to the ground.

"NO!" John roars and rushes over to his daughter. He falls to his knees next to her body and pulls her to his chest, checking for signs of life. he lets out a choked sob when he finds none.

Tom stands and takes a step back from them with a large smile on his face. He raises his gaze to Sara and sees her frozen in place. Her hands are shaking and her eyes are glued to Rosie's small body which John is now hugging and crying over.

Everyone seems to also be frozen in shock. Mycroft should take this opportunity to sick his men on his brother, but all he can do is try to keep his dinner from coming back up. Sherlock, Sam, and Dean are the same. No one ever imagined that Tom would go as far to kill Rosie, to kill a defenseless toddler.

"Does this make you feel angry?" Tom questions Sara, a large smile on his face. "Do you feel the rage? Welcome it, darling. Trust it."

Sara's iris's slowly become a blood red and the rest of her eye turns pitch black. Her hands clench into fists, shaking with wrath. She slowly raises her eyes to look at Tom's smirking face.

"Yes. Yes! This is the Sara I wanted!" Tom cheers in mad delight.

The vampiress feels a familiar coldness run up her spine and flow through her veins. She takes a step toward Tom, murder in her eyes.

Tom frowns as the sky darkens impossibly more, then it becomes eerily quiet. The light breeze in the air has vanished, along with all sounds of the nocturnal creatures. Suddenly the temperature drops incredibly, causing the vampires to even get a bit chilled.

"W-What's going on?" Sam stutters, his breath coming out in white puffs before him.

Dean shakes his head slowly,"No idea."

Tom returns his gaze to where Sara stood, only to find the spot empty. He frowns and takes a step back, turning in a circle to see where the vampiress went. He stops when she appears in front of him. "Darling." Tom smiles as she reaches up and caresses his face.

Sara gazes into his eyes and her grip on his face gets tighter. A look of alarm crosses Tom's face right before Sara rips his head from his body and drops it to the ground.

A feeling of bittersweet relief falls over the remaining Holmes brothers. It's finally over... but their brother is dead.

Sherlock lowers his gun and glances at Mycroft who is waiting some ways away behind his SWAT team. Mycroft locks eyes with his brother then clears his throat,"Move in," he orders his team.

While his men take that opportunity to secure Tom's body, Sherlock and the Winchesters move toward John and Sara.

Three of the SWAT members crouch by Tom's dismembered body, while another walks to Sara who has not moved an inch. He places a hand on her shoulder only to be roughly thrown to the ground. Sara's unnatural colored eyes lock onto the man and she snarls like an animal before pouncing on him.

"Back away!" Mycroft shouts at his men, his eyes widening in horror. "Fall back! I repeat FALL BACK!"

Sara is ripping the men apart before they have a chance to retreat. Her bloodlust making her irrational and dangerous.

"Sara! Stop!" Sherlock shouts and runs to her. He grabs her shoulder to keep her from attacking another man, but she shoves him away from her with incredible strength. She glares at him with no recognition in her eyes.

"...Sara?" Sherlock gasps. "Tom is dead, you can stop this." Sara grabs him by his throat and lifts him into the air.

Sam and Dean train their weapons on her, yelling at her to stop.

Sherlock grips her arm and gazes into her eyes,"It's me! It's Sherlock!" He chokes out.

Sara blinks and her eyes fade to blue, recognition flooding through her. She quickly drops him and stumbles back, breathing hard.

Sherlock rubs his throat and stands, about to move towards her, but she stops him. "STAY BACK!" She shouts. She covers her face, breathing quickly.

"...Sara-" Sherlock moves toward her anyways.

Sara lowers her hands and shoves him back to the ground, her eyes red and black again. She glares down at him before her gaze softens and a tear leaks out. "I-I can't control it." She gulps and takes another step back before disappearing from sight with her supernatural speed.

Silence falls over everyone until a tiny voice is heard. "...Daddy?"

Not believing his ears, John quickly raises his head and looks down at his daughter. She opens her eyes and John's heart drops. Her eyes are a deep crimson color.

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