Sherlock's daughter.

It is finished.

"Nice little try Sherly but she is dead," Moriaty spoke.
"No she isn't. And she and the whole group of women she was apart of, along with 3 national Assassins,"  I spoke proudly.
"I'm not going to fall for you trick, Sherly Jr." he rolled his eyes.
"It's no trick," I shook my head.
Kimly's face shifted to worry.
People's shadows and silohettes came into view.
"Nicely done," Moriaty smiled.
"Now. Hand over our family. Right now or else I will tell them to in-gage," Sherlock smiled.
"Ok ok!" Kimly opened a cabinet and brought out my family.
They all quickly rushed over and Mycroft loosened himself from Moriaty. But then Moriaty snatched Josh's collar holding them back, pointing a gun to his head.
"You bloody idiot!!!!!! They are bluffing!" He screeched.
I immediately snatched my gun and aimed it at him.
"Let. Him. Go," I spoke.
"What are you going to do princess? Shoot me? Oh please hun you don't have the guts?" Moriaty laughed.
Kimly tried to run but John quickly tackled him.
"Take one more step and you will find out," I laughed.
"Your spunky again," he laughed then took a step.

Gun shots echoed throughout the room. Tears stung my eyes as my hand flew to my mouth. The gun slipping from my hand. A body falling limp to the ground. Blood spilling. Molly hugged me.
"He is dead," John spoke.
My hand trembled furiously. My lips trembled.
Fear. Police ran in and took over the scene. Blackness swirled in around me.

I woke up at Baker St. in my bed. I had a head ache. I walked into the bathroom and took some asprin. I walked back to my bed and layed down. Allowing myself to slip into my mind palace.
I saw my mom.
I saw my old home.
I remembered sitting on my bed as she sung the song she said my father wrote for me.
I remembered all of the nights filled with ice cream and laughter.
I remembered the day of her funeral.
I saw Sherlock and John, Molly and Mary, Josh and Mrs. Hudson.
I saw Baker St.
I remembered dancing to Sherlock's song while singing the tune.
I remembered the nights of take out and board games.
I remembered the fear of them all being in danger.