"He told me. He told me in one and one half weeks time London would be a ghost town," she exclaimed.
"How?" John asked.
"I don't-I don't know we need to figure it out!" She yelled.
She felt hot. She knew she wasn't 100 percent. She knew she should take it easy. But it was her life versus thousands. She could let them all die. She felt dizzy. She sat on the couch and thought. What would he use? It couldn't be a weapon or bomb. People would just rebuild over the ruins. People would rebuild. They needed to make it quarantined. They needed to make it impossible to live. Wait!? Quarantine!! The plague. She was a test subject.
"SHERLOCK!" She yelled.
She stood up to fast. She gripped the arm of her chair.
"Are you sure your ok?" John asked.
"Fine. Fine. I am fine. I'm fine. But the the the city!! That's not! the um uh VIRUS! The virus he is planing to expose it! We need a a a CURE!" She yelled.
"There is no cure!" He yelled.
"Then we need to stop-stop him. Before he unleashes the the the the," she began.
"Plague?" John asked.
"Yes that's it," she nodded.
Sherlock nodded.
"I think I know where," he drummed his fingers together.
"Where?" John asked.
"Vi. Did he inject you or was it airborne?" Sherlock asked.
"Airborne," Vi spoke.
"I know where," he spoke and grabbed his coat.
They ran out after him.
"Where are we going!?" John yelled.
"Where else!? The air conditioning company," Sherlock yelled.
They hailed a cab and they drove to their destination.
Vi knew that she was definitely still sick. But London need them. She needed to cough she held it ins
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Sherlock's daughter.
FanfictionSherlock is shocked for once in his life. That shock is his daughter Vivian. (Sherlock fan fiction)
