Beautiful Liar

The Right Choice

A/N: I told you there would be drama... ;] Sherlock, John and Mycroft make an appearance next. Yay! ;] Enjoy my lovelies :] Oh and this is continuing on from the last chapter... The mysterious P.W is finally revealed, but, what are his/her intentions? And there is a HEAP load of drama here. It's going to be extremely dramatic that I think Mr Moffat would even approve of. ;]

Time seemed to passed fairly quickly. The old-ish Doctor hadn't given the all clear on Jim yet, which mad me increasingly nervous. I'd called the neighbours looking after Ellie. They'd been kind and understanding. For that I was forever grateful. For the past couple of hours, I had been debating on what had to be done about PW. First of all, he would have to be introduced to me. I was defiantly looking forward to that meeting, for sure. Snapping me from my lucid daydreams, the sound of the heavy automatic doors opened and closed. And much to my delight, John entered at a great pace. Quickly I stood and raced over, wrapping my arms around him; slightly sobbing into his jacket,

"My god, Juliet. I'm so sorry. Have they told you anything else?" Shaking my head, I pulled away and gave him a sad smile,

"No. Thank you for coming, I don't think I could've done this alone." John nodded and sat me down,

"I assume this has something to do with PW?" He asked curiously. How could John possibly know about that? Wait. Oh, how stupid I could I get? All of our friends in the UK had sent us messages, most telling us to be safe. They had known about PW long before he had made himself known. Sherlock was already aware. So, the question now, was who would be next? Who would PW try to hurt next? There were so many questions being left unanswered. I hated leaving things unanswered. John put a comforting arm around me and let another rub circles on the small of my back,

"You're correct there John. And there I was thinking that Jim and I could start again. Oh, John, how foolish have I been?" I asked through my tears. Continuing to rub my back, John sighed,

"You've not been foolish. No, far from it. Mycroft and Sherlock are currently tracking this man or woman, as we speak. They will find who did this, I promise-" John was cut off by the sound of the Doctor. He was signalling for myself and John to move over. We both stood, moving over and greeting the Doctor. The Doctor then led us into a small part of the hospital. It was jammed full of Nurses and patients,

"Your husband is just in there. I'll come back in a little bit." John gave his thanks and waited outside as I slowly opened the door. I cried out in horror as I saw the sight of Jim's welfare right in front of me. He was silent. His chest rising and falling perfectly but something was wrong. Jim wasn't awake. Quickly, I positioned myself onto the side of his bed and grabbed hold of Jim's hand,

"I'm so sorry Jim. This is all my fault, I let this happen. Please wake up, please. Ellie and I need you. But don't worry about me. Just focus on waking up, alright? Then we can find whoever did this and bring him down." I said quietly. Placing a kiss on his still cheek, I ran out of the room in a hurry. There was no-way I could stay any longer. The pain of seeing Jim like that was heart-wrenching enough. As I exited the ward, John caught my wrist and wore a concerned expression,

"Jules?" Shrugging John off, I ran out into the waiting room and then made the short journey into the car park. The wind had started to pick up a little bit. However, the sun was nowhere to be seen. Slumping onto one of the benches, I noticed that the amount of cars parked, was minimal. Odd. Then I felt a presence appear next to me. Turning, I came to face to face with a man about John's age. He staring intently at me,

"Can I help you?" I asked quietly. The man raised his eyebrows and smiled. It was fair to say, I'd seen this man before,

"I was just wondering if you had a lighter on you?" Shaking my head, I arose from the bench only to be stopped. The man had a hold grip on my wrist,