Vi~~~~~~~~~~~
I was dead. I think I might still be dead. My eyes sting I can't keep them open anymore. Am I dead? Or maybe I'm just drugged... I don't know anymore. I don't really care anymore. My entire body aches and I want to hold on but I can't keep my grasp. Darkness swirls in.
John~~~~~~~~~~~
I felt so useless, I hate this. My daughter was in the room, doctors operating on her trying to save her life. And I'm just standing out here, walking back and forth against the white tile. The hospital smell filled my nose and I rubbed my face. Sherlock's brothers, Molly, Mrs. Hudson, and Mary walked in. Rosie was staying with the Holmes apparently. Sherlock's phone buzzed and made the sighing noise that Irene's texts made.
"Sherlock," I spoke whirling around.
He opened his phone.
"Let's have dinner." He read from the text.
"Are you... going to meet her I mean?" I asked.
"Of course. It's the only way to really see what she wants," Sherlock nodded.
"Sherlock," Molly began.
"I'll be careful, I promise," Sherlock nodded, kissed her cheek and turned to leave.
"Sherlock," I began.
"Stay here," he spoke.
"What?" I exclaimed.
"Stay here!" He yelled.
"But Sherlock!" I yelled.
"Vi will need you here. Stay here," he yelled and bolted out the hospital door.
I sighed and turned back to the hospital room.
Vi. Was. Gone.
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Sherlock's daughter.
FanfictionSherlock is shocked for once in his life. That shock is his daughter Vivian. (Sherlock fan fiction)
