The Scarlet Aria (BBC Sherlock and OC Fanfic)

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  "For once I agree with my brother, and congratulations to you two,"Sherlock continued,"I am also incredibly sorry about your friend. Let's go to St. Barts."

The four of them packed into a cab much to Mycroft's dislike. They went to St. Barts and John paid the cabbie. The quartet continued to the chem lab,"Hello- why are there so many of you?"

"Don't question it Molly, now quickly, have you seen Moriarty?"

"No, who's Moriarty?"

Mycroft looked around,"Letter."

Sherlock grabbed it and opened it. One word was written on it,"Roof." He looked around,"Where's Scarlett?"

"She was just here,"John replied.

"Across the street!" Mycroft yelled,"John and I will get her, you see what Moriarty is doing."

"Got it,"He started into the hallway.

Once they reached the spot where Sherlock saw her and began the chase.

Sherlock's POV....

"Moriarty,"I hissed,"Let Scarlett go."

"Ah, Sherlock,"He turned with her in his hands with a gun against her head,"I assume that you want her back?"

I stepped forward and he pusher her to the edge,"Stop! Let her go!."

"Come on up, step up,"he signaled to the place beside her. He stood on the edge,"It's time to choose for both of you actually. I have a gun trained on four people you both love."

"Everyone?"

"Hudson, Mycroft, John, Lestrade, Molly,"He sighed,"it's either you, or them."

"Why do you want to kill us?"She whispered.

"I want you dead, but Sherlock, I want him to suffer,"He snickered,"Oh I love dramatic choices."

She looked at me,"Sherlock, I will do anything to keep the only friends I have alive. I don't care about my life. Hell, I've tried to end it so many times."

"Scarlett, there is another way,"I hopped down,"You have a way to stop this. There's a safe word, a code. Something!"

He leaned over to me with an honest face,"There is a way to stop them." he pulled a gun out of his pocket,"As long as I'm alive!" He placed it in his mouth and pulled the trigger. She ran over to me and put me in a warm embrace.

"I'm sorry Scarlett, let's call John yeah?" I pulled out my phone and dialed John. We both stood on the edge of the building,"John, where are you?"

"On my way back in a cab, Mycroft stayed back to contact some people about the man. Is scarlett there with you?"

"Yeah, she here with me,"I was trying to keep my voice calm,"I see you getting out of the cab. Turn around and look up,"He did so,"Stay there."

Both Scarlett and I stood on the edge,"What're you doing."

"John I need you to stay there,"he walked back and fourth from his position,"John listen to me. This is the only way. The only way john. I'm sorry," I handed the phone to Scarlett.

"I'm sorry John. I wish there was another way,"She cried, holding my hand,"people leave notes right?"

"What?" he looked at her and ran a hand through his hair.

"Let this call be our note John,"she looked to me and then down. He was on speaker now,"Right Sherlock?"

"Right, we're sorry John, truly are."

"Goodbye,"She looked at me and I nodded.

Then the jump...

"Sherlock, Letta,"John put a hand on their graves,"I'm-I, just do one more miracle yeah? Don't-don't be dead."

Two years later....

"Do you think he'll be here?"I looked at her,"I mean, if he doesn't come, then we'll have to find him."

"Relax Sherlock, we've only been dead for two years,"She was wearing an expensive dress and jewelry(provided by my brother), and she had glasses on, makeup that made her look like an adult. I didn't like it. Scarlett was a beautiful girl, but she did not need makeup,"There he is now."

"That's what Mary looks like?" I glanced over my shoulder,"Did he see us?"

She nodded no. The disguise that I was wearing made me want to drink every bottle of wine they had here. It was a pair of glasses, a suit, tie, and... a.... Fake moustache. I told Mycroft that I could simply draw one on and John wouldn't notice, but no "a well-made fake one will suffice". More like "suffer brother."

We put the plan in motion as Mary left for the bathroom. She was to get up and 'accidentally' shoulder-butt with a waiter and drop her glasses on the table. I was to pose as a waiter and speak to John.

She stood and passed, looking like she was going to the bar,"Oh my god, I am so sorry!" She ended up spilling water on his lap too. Perfect,"D-Do you see my glasses?"

"Here you go,"He placed them in her hands. The... moustache is killing me. Please shave it John,"It's okay."

She stayed to help him with everything and I came around,"Sir, would you like another glass of water?"

"Yes I-" He looked up at me,"I-um-Sher-"

I took the moustache off and rubbed my lip,"Does yours come off too?"

"I see,"He was getting mad. Mad? I came back from the dead, why would he be mad,"Who is this? Huh! This one of your little undercover homeless?" He pointed to Scarlett.

"That pains me John,"She sighed looking at him,"Does the makeup change me that much?" She dipped the cloth napkin in water and wiped most of it off.

"Letta?"John was surprises and still mad. Mary came over and saw the three of us standing.

"What'd I miss?" She asked, confused and interested.

"Mary, I'd like you to meet Sherlock Holmes and Scarlett Watson,"He gestured to the two of us. And then-

Open POV....

John socked Sherlock right in the nose.

That's all folks! J.K. I'd never do that. This is just the end of the almost 10,000 word document. I hope you enjoyed and that you continue to enjoy my stories!

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