Safe

Chapter 20

(Sherlocks POV)

Two cracked ribs and probably two broken if not more. Blood drains from my mouth and nose. My phone starts to ring again. I don't need to be told to know it's John, I can't believe how stupid I am leaving him, now probably worried to death. Tears start to leave my eyes. I'm scared that I won't ever see him again.

Moriarty walks over to me and pulls my head up. "Now don't you wish you had just had a fast death when I gave you the chance." I stare into his dark eyes but I say nothing. He releases my head and walks away. The beating continues.

(Johns POV)

The ride in Lestrades car feels like forever. I try to call Sherlock but he doesn't answer. I don't know what we will find, but I fear the worse. We pull up to the abandoned flat, it's only me and Lestrade but he called for back up.

I slowly get out of the car and head towards the building. But Lestrade stops me. "John, you don't know what's in there."

I show in the gun I've been carrying. "Lestrade for all I know Sherlock could be dying in there and has no time for back up I'm going in."

I walk towards the building and he follows. I look back at him. "Well I'm not going to let you go in alone." He says.

(Sherlocks POV)

Moran unchains me and I fall to the ground. I think quick and trip Moran, when he's on the ground I use every last strength that I have and climb on top of him and continuously punch him in the face. "James!" He yells.

I stop for second. "Do you want to know something Sebastian? That man right there could care less about you, he only wants you so you can do the dirty work. But you know what I realized? You care about him and don't lie I've seen how you look at him. You do this to please him, you want him to love you. But let me give you a reality check, that man is to in love with getting what he wants, let alone himself. We're talking about a man who killed himself or shall I say pretended to kill himself just to have me dead. You know what that tells me, it tells me that your the idiot that he choose to use because he knows your weak spot and when he's done with you, who knows he might just kill you too." I throw another punch in.

"James!" He begs Moriarty.

Moriarty grabs pulls me off of Moran. He turns toward Moran and says "He is right you know, I never did love you, just be happy I'm not going to kill you." He moves towards me and pulls out his gun. He points it towards my head. "Goodbye Sherlock Holmes." He clicks is gun. And I hear the gun shot.