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Catch me when I fall

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Parts 5
Time 6m

Run-you-clever-boy

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I have no choice. I must take that final step. To fall. To fly. I soared through the air hurtling to the ground. Even from this height I can hear the distant gasps from below. I am not scared for anyone, not even myself, but John. I shake my head slightly in disagreement with myself. I come down with a 'CRASH!' But instead of seeing the blood stained pavement, and hearing the screams of others, I feel compacted by the water surrounding me, and see endless rows of books. Am I in a swimming pool, in a library!?All Rights Reserved

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Drowning by SamFox369

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Don't You Dare by RomioneGirl

I gasped as I disappeared with a pop, accompanied with a bright flash of light, and found myself hunched over in the control room of the TARDIS. Although I knew something was wrong, I didn't know how serious the situation was. Struggling for air, I threw myself over the railing of the mini stairway that led to the console and attempted to drag myself up the steps. When I finally reached the center of the room, I searched frantically for the correct lever; I didn't have a lot of time. I muttered under my breath, cursing the Doctor for having so many buttons on the "dashboard". Locating the tiny switch among a handful of twistable knobs, I pulled it down and collapsed to the floor. It was getting harder to breath and all I could do was wait as I listened to the bell ringing in the background.

The Doctor And The Detective (Johnlock) by CluelessPumpkin

John looked peaceful, his head lulling back and hands clasped together in his lap. His mouth was slightly open, and his breathing even. How had he fallen asleep so perfectly? Most people who had fallen asleep around Sherlock (which was, admittedly, not many) had slept awfully, loud and snorty, sometimes thrashing around, sometimes making weird sounds you're only capable of making while asleep. He sat next to the doctor, being careful not to disturb his slumber. Closing his eyes, Sherlock tried to get to his mind palace. To his dismay, too many thoughts cluttered his head. That had never happened before. Sherlock groaned softly, keeping his eyes closed. Maybe he should get some sleep. He knew John would want him to. "Ah John, what would I do without you?" Sherlock whispered to the sleeping man beside him on the couch. "I'd be a half dead robot if you weren't here. I almost was. I almost was." A small sigh escaped his lips as he slipped into the cool relief of sleep.

Unbelieving (A Johnlock Fanfiction) by TheSherlockedOne

Simply exhausted of all colour. Wasted. I didn't lie down. I didn't blink. I just sat there, staring into nothingness, waiting for something to materialise into my vision. Something. Anything. I had kept Sherlock away. Kept him away from his death, for so long. So long. Little did I know, all he needed was a little jump from a rooftop. It wouldn't take me long either, would it? I wasn't going to die. I needed relief. I needed disconnection. Disorientation. Oblivion. Ignorance. Because ignorance is bliss. It was in my hand, now. Like vengeance disguised in forgiveness. Breathe. Steady. Hold. Control. . . . Now. Pain shot through my arms and my palms, like my nails were being pulled out. It spread like fire, like ice cold fire, still burning like coals. My limbs were numb. I fell onto the bed, my mouth pressed into the sheet at an odd angle. I was too fatigued to change it. Too drowned to change it. Drowned too deep. To change anything. I'd never done this. Was I going to die? It'd be better if I died. What would that feel like? Flying? Better that this I suppose. Don't you think, Sherlock? [TW: IF YOU ARE STRUGGLING WITH PTSD SCHIZOPHRENIA DEPRESSION ANXIETY PANIC DISORDERS DRUGS OR ARE TRIGGERED BY ANYTHING ELSE PLEASE PROCEED WITH DISCRETION. GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF NEAR- SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND VIOLENCE AND ZERO CLOSURE LIKE LITERALLY NO CLOSURE]

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