That night Sherlock asked my help to hack into Magnussen's security system but, so did Mary. I need to figure out a way to help both of them. Therefore, that's what I did. Charles had given me a card to his private elevator becuase he is scared of me and he used to have me hack certain people. I gave Mary the elevator card which is pretty much an all access card and I would hack it for Sherlock and John. They got there and I hacked the elevator, simple job really, Anderson could have done it. Then the next call I get was from John. "Sherlock's been shot. They just took him in the ambulance. They're taking him to St. Barts." The moment he told me I was out the door and in a cab.
St. Bart's...........
"John! Where is he?" I asked him.
"In surgery still, Sam." John had told me.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He nodded, "Can you hack into the security cameras in the building?"
"Once I know Sherlock is okay." I told him.
"Sam, he will be fine." John reassured me.
"I-I am going to go call Mycroft a-and l-let him know." I stutter, worried about my boyfriend but pissed at Rose.
"Okay, Sam, he'll be fine." John said, trying to reassure me. I walked into an unused room and dial Rose's number.
"Sam, I'm sorry-" I cut her off.
"You shot him!" I yelled. "He is in critical condition! You best be happy you were like a sister to me otherwise I would be trying to scoop you your eyes out of your head. If he dies, I will tell John about A.G.R.A. then make your life a living hell."
"He wasn't supposed to be there! He saw me!" She told me, "What was I supposed to do?"
"Oh, I don't know..... Anything but shooting or hurting him!" I told her. "You were supposed to kill Magnussen and get out of there."
"Yeah, then Sherlock came in." She sighed.
"He probably smelled your perfume, especially since you and Lady Smallwood wear the same one." I told her. "You just better hope Sherlock survives." I then hung up the phone. Then I called Mycroft.
"What happened? I was in a meeting." Mykie awnsered.
"Sherlock has been shot. He is in surgery now." I sighed, worried.
"By whom?" He asked.
"I don't know. I wasn't there." I lied.
"Okay, well let me know when he is out of surgery." Mykie said in shock.
"Will do." I sighed, hanging up the phone.
The waiting room.........................
When Sher gets out of surgery.....
"Sherlock Holmes." The surgeon called out and John and I stood up. "Are you two here for Sherlock Holmes?"
"Yes, I am his girlfriend and that's his best friend." I told the surgeon.
"There were some complications but he is fine now. He did flat line while on the table. He's a fighter. After we had given up he came back on his own. We'll have to keep him here for a few nights, keep him on morphine to dull the pain." He told us.
"Can you keep the morphine monitored, make sure he didn't mess with it becuase he has had some drug issues in the past." I requested.
"Of course." He nodded, "He's in room 456. If you want to be in there when he wakes up." We both took off for his room and I texted Mykie letting him know his little brother was out of surgery. When I got to his room he was still asleep, so I pulled up a chair and sat next to him. John had came in and then called Mary to tell her what happened, little does he know she is the one who shot him. I held Sher's hand as I continued my thought process. He was facing Rose so he recognized her as Mary, John and Sherlock are going to find out Mary and I's secret. Sher knew I worked with assassins my time dead but he'll be angry that I lied about how I knew Mary but it was for his own saftey. I watched him as his eyes slowly flutter and he mumbled, "Mary."
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Long Time, No See
FanfictionSamara Finley. World's best hacker. Sherlock Holmes's childhood best friend. Jim Moiarty's half-sister. Sherlock Holmes. Consulting Detective. High-Functioning Sociopath. Jim Moiarty's arch-enemy. Samara Finley and Sherlock Holmes have been best fri...
