posted by nickjonasfan001
'So Moriarty, 'M' wouldn't happen to be short for that?.'
'Ding Ding, Winner!.'
'I thought i would never find you. I spent ages scrolling through case file after case file but nothing. Not even a whisper and now, there you stand. Tell me something, why kill so many people?.'
'Haven't you ever done something just because you could?.' Sherlock became tense. 'But of course you have, you were Irene's drug addict boyfriend.'
'I wasn't that addicted when i was with her, it was only after you made her fake her death.'
'Well she wouldn't play fair.'
'What do you mean?.'
'Did she tell why she faked her death?.'
'Because you threatened to kill me.' Moriarty gave a little chuckle. 'What?.'
'That's not the whole story.'
'Then what is?.'
'She wanted more money. I told her no but she kept on pushing. She told me she would do more riskier jobs so i gave her one. But little did i know, she was wearing a wire. I manged to avoid the police and I tracked her down. She begged me not to hurt her, she said she would do anything. I told her she had to leave and work with me on bring you down.'
'Because you foiled so many of my crimes. I needed time to plan my revenge. But when i found out you were her boyfriend i thought i could use this to my advantage. So i told her to fake her death to make you go mad on drugs.' He raised the gun. 'But that clearly didn't work. So i guess the gun will have to do.'
'It did work. I went to rehab.'
'Yes but i thought you might of OD on the stuff, it would have saved me the hassle.'
'So that's your plan? Your just going to shoot me?.'
'Never failed me before.'
Joan woke up in the hospital. She looked to her left and saw Gregson sitting in the chair.
'Hey. How you feeling?.'
'Ok, i guess.' She looked up at the drip which was attached to her arm. 'Never thought i'd be attached to one of these.'
'Your lucky, you were only dehydrated.' Joan looked round the room.
'Where's Sherlock?.' Gregson said nothing. 'Thomas, where is he?.'
'...He let you go but only if Sherlock promised to go back inside.'
'And you let him?.'
'He ran back inside before i could even talk to him. My main priority was to get you to the hospital.'
'I know and i'm grateful for that but you could have stopped him. Shouldn't you be back there?.'
'My men are still in their positions. I told them to wait until Sherlock comes out.'
'What if he doesn't?.'
'Shooting me won't help. There is still a police force out there.'
'You think i don't have an escape plan?.'
'Fine but before you do, can i make a last request?.'
Gregson's phone went off. It was an unknown number.
'Gregson, it's me.' Gregson went outside the room so Joan couldn't hear. 'Holmes, where are you and what's going on?.'
'I'm still in the building and it seems i won't be leaving.'
'What'd you mean?.' He heard him sigh.
'Can you put Joan on?.'
'Holmes, do you think she's been through enough?.'
'So i don't even get to say goodbye?.'
'Goodbye? What are you talking about?.'
'Think it through Captain.' Gregson understood immediately. He took a moment then went back inside the room. He handed Joan the phone then left again to her some privacy.
'Sherlock!? Are you ok?.'
'I'm fine. What about you?.'
'Alot better, what's going on? Where are you?.'
'I'm still at the building but...' He couldn't bring himself to tell her.
'Joan, i just wanted to let you know that I've loved every moment of our time together. I never thought i could love again after what happened to me in London but somehow i did. I love Joan Watson. I'll miss you.'
'What do you mean by "Miss you"?.'
'I won't be seeing you again. I'm sorry for getting you caught up in all this.'
'Sherlock, just... run.' She had tears forming in her eyes.
'Can't.' Moriarty raised the gun. 'Bye Joan.'
'I..I love you.'
'I know.' All she heard next was a bang. 'Sherlock?. Sherlock!?.'