(Major editing) It wouldn't take a consulting detective to see that I love you.

Chapter 39.

AUTHOR NOTE

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Ps. sorry its short.

"Sherlock Holmes, you tell me what is going on this instant." He say after clearing his throat. "It's nothing John I swear. Everything will be fine. I love you, but you know that of course. I have always loved you and I always will, you remember that okay? I'm going to have to go now,John. I'll see you later, I love you so much" I told him before hanging up, not wanting to hear the pain in his voice any longer.

With that, the car jolted down the path in the direction it had come. When it was out of sight, I turned to see Jim holding his hand over his heart. 'Did he even have a heart?' I thought to myself.

"Wasn't that just the most heart wrenching thing you have ever seen?" He asked with mock sadness. "Oh, shut up" I snarled back. "Well, go on then. We any getting any younger up here" he mumbled. "How do I know that when I jump, John will be safe? I asked, more concerned about John than myself. "I'm pretty sure that Mycroft will keep an eye out for him. Now jump, we had a deal." He growled.

I walked over to the ledge where Jim was sitting and stand up beside him. "Go on, just only little jump, that's all it is." He whispered in my ear. I lift my arms and feel myself falling. The wind is exploding past my ears, it's so loud it's surprising they aren't bleeding. I feeling like I'm flying. Flying through the air like a bird, but then I realise I'm not, and I am in fact falling.

After what feels like forever I hit the ground. I am covered in something warm and sticky. Everything is black, like I've been blindfolded. There is a loud ringing in my ears, it's not as loud as the wind but its still loud. My whole body hurts and aches. I am in so much pain but all I can think of is John. How will John find out ?What will John do? Will John be sad? Will John even care? My mind is full of rhetorical question that I don't want answers to in fear of them being the answers I don't want. The last things I see is Johns face. His beautiful blond hair and how it changes colour once the sun hits it. His beautiful eyes and how they are always sparkling. His beautiful lips how they are so soft. John is just beautiful.