Vi are you sure your ok?" John asked.
"I'm fine!" I nodded.
We drove to building. And sure enough. There was Black waiting for us.
I walked out.
"Let's talk about this!" Sherlock yelled.
"Oh you didn't think I really wanted to kill the city did you? Oh no! I just wanted you." He spoke.
"Why?" I asked.
Then he pulled at his face and pulled off a mask. Red hair flowed down. A girl was under the mask.
"My fiancé was Moriarty! I know he was crazy and evil! But he was all I had! He was everything to me! And you! You! You took him from me! The day- the day before our wedding! Do you know how it felt!? To receive the phone call that the one thing that matters most is dying and or dead!?" She yelled.
"I would imagine something like the call I received tell me my daughter might not make it through the plauge!" John yelled.
"Or my father maybe not being able to live through a poisoning!" I yelled.
"Or both of those calls for me!" Sherlock yelled.
"That's nothing of my pain! You still have them! And even if you didn't! You had Molly! Mary! Rosie! Mrs. Hudson! Quinten! Mycroft! Your parents!" She yelled.
"I get it your angry with us! But don't hurt innocent people because of us!" I yelled.
"I'm not Darling! I'm just going to hurt them!" She yelled.
A gun shot rang through the air. I shook furiously. I reached my hand out to take the bullet for Sherlock. The bullet exploded. Sherlock's eyes widen.
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Sherlock's daughter.
FanfictionSherlock is shocked for once in his life. That shock is his daughter Vivian. (Sherlock fan fiction)