Earthquakes - A Johnlock & DrStrangexAgentRoss Crossover

2 - An Alternate Universe

"Sherlock!"

"John!"

Sherlock ran towards the sound of his boyfriends voice, although it was much less a run than an akward limp. His knees began to buckle, his body weight becoming too much for his Injured leg. He fell down, his hands scraping along a piece of smashed concrete. He crawled the remaining distance to John. He was trapped under a piece of debris, his breathing was sharp and shallow, the concrete was digging into his lungs, or windpipe, Sherlock wasn't sure. Sherlock attempted to lift the heavy concrete off of John's chest, but it was no use.

"I'm so sorry John," he said, stroking the other man's hair, "this is all my fault."

The explosion that rocked 221B Baker Street took out half of the block, people were darting this way and that, yelling, screaming. Sherlock tried to block it all out, to focus on his doctors face. John's head was bleeding, a steady flow of blood trickling down his face. He started to drift in and out of consciousness, each closing of his eyes slightly longer, each opening more strained.

"No, no, no, stay with me, stay with me." Sherlock pleaded, he couldn't loose John. He couldn't. Without John he had nothing, no love, no joy, no reason to keep on living. Without John he was nothing, what was the point of being the great Sherlock Holmes without his doctor Watson?

"Just stay with me John, the ambulance will be here soon, it will be okay, I love you, I love you so so much." Sherlock continued to whisper reassurances to his boyfriend, softly stroking his cheek.

Sherlock's ears pricked up as he heard the sound of ambulance sirens in the distance. He smiled, looking down at John. But John's eyes were closed.

"John?" Sherlock's voice barely squeaked out a first, but soon he was yelling at the bloggers face, "John, John, John, John! Joooohhhnnnn."

But John didn't respond. Sherlock placed a hand gently over his mouth. He wasn't breathing. He moved his hand to John's neck, pressing to find a pulse. He couldn't find a pulse, he couldn't find a pulse, there was no pulse.

John was gone.