Counting - A Sherlolly FanFiction

Chapter 12

John's POV
Mycroft's swift black car raced down the long road, a cheetah hunting it's prey.
Why, Sherlock? Why do you have to constantly put yourself in danger when you have so much help available to you?
"Because he thinks he's alot smarter than he actually is,"
Anthea the woman sitting next to me spoke up and replied to me.
"Sorry, did I say that out loud?"
"No but I could tell you were thinking it,"
"But how?" I asked wondering if there was yet another person in the world who has amazing powers in deduction.
"Every one of Mycroft's goldfish who enter this car, say the exact same thing, and although he hates to admit it, Mycroft says it too,"
I had nothing more to say. I always knew that deep, deep down Mycroft and Sherlock's petty feuds are just an excuse to hide that, they actually care about each other and to hear that Mycroft had said that did not shock me.
We pulled up outside of a grand mansion, walls of stone and large windows with silver frames. The car stopped and both Mycroft and I got out of our separate cars at the same time. Yes, Mycroft insisted to go in separate cars because he thought that being seen in the same car as his brother's blogger would 'damage his prestigious reputation'.
I was about to burst open the doors before hearing Mycroft call my name in a slight whisper.
"John! We can't just burst through the front doors like that, we'll get ourselves killed,"
Frustrated I ran back to where Mycroft was leading me round the back (A/N not what you think all you dirty minded people out there ;) ) of the massive mansion.
We slipped in through the ,surprisingly, open back door, I wonder why Moriarty would be so careless to leave it open? That not him at all.
"I looked over the plans of this building, after my agents spent a long few hours tracking down Moriarty,"
"Ho-"
" How is none of your business Doctor Watson,"
I silenced quickly letting him continue.
"Now if we move in slowly from here we should be able to attack from behind, but we need to be agile and unseen,"
As we began to move I turned my head to see four people standing in the large hallway, Sherlock and Molly one side in a hug yet seeming to protect each other more than a loving embrace. Moriarty, his back towards us and his hands clenching at his sides, and Irene, standing in the middle of them both, holding what looks like a...
Wait is that a gu-?
And before I could even register the fact that a very dangerous woman was holding a very dangerous weapon, the shot was fired and I looked around to see where it had gone.
The ring from the gunshot impaired my hearing, but as I turned around I saw a horrific sight.
A body, lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood.
Mycroft.
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Well, I bet you weren't expecting that, and if you were then...... I have failed, miserably
Hope you enjoyed that chapter, sorry it was a little bit short but I will try and update again on Monday night :))
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Btw Benedict freakin Cumberbatch got freakin engaged, I was close to tears.
So Happy for him and Sophie, they are a lovely couple.
But not for me or Louise.
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