THE PICTURE ABOVE IS CHAPTER 41 WHICH IS BEING WRITTEN NOW.
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Jim walks out my apartment that morning after some... certain events. I drink coffee, the swirls of milk and crushed coffee beans swirling into a blend of designs. I sip slowly, checking my laptop every two seconds. I was checking out the news outlets, for any crazy activity. I practically spit out my coffee when I see this terrorist group. ISIS. I see that they videotape every person they behead, then post it to youtube. I sip my coffee until I hear a knock at my door.Sherlock walks through my door, alone.
"Where's John?" Sherlock shrugs.
"Fall?" I sigh, signalling him to sit down on my couch.
"He said there will be a fall... But who would say that? Specifically though. Not 'you will have death' but 'a fall' something involving the fall of a person or organization." I say thinking fast. Sherlock looks at me, going in his prayer position.
"That does make sense how am I so thick?!" He says viciously, scratching his head.
"We just need to prepare all aspects of the situation." He nods, getting a text. He looks at his phone, then at me.
"I must leave."
"Now?"
"Yes. Goodbye Isis."
"Goodbye Sherlock." I open the door for him, nodding goodbye as he walks out.
I look at the ceiling, now noticing the chandelier.
"Huh."
"What?" Davidson pops out of nowhere.
"I have a chandelier." He just chuckles lightly.
I see him all dressed up in a suit.
"Where are you going?" He looks down at his clothes then shrug.
"A date." I smirk.
"Name?"
"No. You have work!" He exclaims pushing me slightly. I giggle lowly.
"Go to your date cause if you fuck up I'll choke you." He smirks and hugs me, leaving.
I start going onto tumblr and instagram, really starting to feel the boredom. I get a text from Sherlock that excites me.
Apparently 6 assassins have moved in a 30 Meter radius of 221B
S.H
Great sherlock, not only do we have a consulting criminal, but we also have six imbecilic assassins.
Isis
Just come here and make sure nothing happens to my skull
S.H.
The one on the fireplace?
Isis
Yes
S.H.
Its at my place.
Isis
WHAT
S.H
IM JOKING SHERLOCK JESUS ITS JUST A SKULL
Isis
He stopped answering after that. I shrug getting my keys, leaving my flat. I call a taxi and ask them to bring me to 221B. I arrive fairly quickly. As I pay, John is walking out with Sherlock. I run to them.
"Well?"
"Well what?" Sherlock asks irritated.
"Oh shut your pie hole Sherlock." John snickers slightly as Sherlock insults me behind his breath.
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Silence Will Fall (BBC Sherlock Fanfiction) ✔️
Fanfiction"What will you do? Burn me?" He asks chuckling. I grab his neck and put my lips near his ear. I exhale making him shiver. "I will hang you with your own intestines. Goodbye." I let go staring into those dark eyes, waiting to hear the door close. I t...
