Sherlock Imagines

Different (Part 5)-Sherlock

Tears streamed down your cheeks as a shock stopped. Your body was numb and you felt dizzy. You were questioning how you were still conscious when the door opened and footsteps sounded.

"Good news, sweetheart."  Moriarty taunted. "Seems like your boyfriend is coming to find you." 

You didn't say anything. Mostly because the pain was too much. You turned your head away and closed your eyes.

"Well, I've got to go and wait for our guests. I'll see you later." 

You listened as his steps got quieter and quieter until the door shut. You left out a sigh of relief knowing that you were alone.
Alone.  You shivered at that word. Right now you wanted to be with Sherlock. No matter what he said to you, you did still love him. You just hoped that you'd still be alive to tell him that. Your thoughts were interrupted as electricity ran throughout your body again and you blacked out.

~Sherlock's POV~

We reached Northumberland Street and I jumped out.

"Where would Moriarty be keeping y/n here?"  John asked.

"There's one building that's been empty for a while. He'll be there."  I said.

We walked in and was met with dust swirling everywhere. I made my way through the building looking for a door that would lead to him and y/n.  After finding nothing I sighed frustratedly and leaned against the wall. I was about to leave and try to find somewhere else that Moriarty might be hiding, but then I heard a scream. My face became pale as John walked over to me.

"So he is here."  He commented.

"Yes."  I breathed.

We started searching once again although this time we were looking frantically. I felt along the wall but stopped when my hand brushed against something. I turned to it and saw a doorknob.

"John!"  I shouted.

He ran over and I turned the handle. It opened revealing a dark hallway. We pulled out our flashlights and walked in. We came into an open area that had more light. I saw one more door across the room and would have gone through if Moriarty hadn't been there to stop us.

"Hello boys!"  He shouted.

"Where is she?"  I shouted.

"Why, she's right through that door."  He said motioning to it. "But I can't let you go through." 

And after that, he pulled out a gun and pointed it at us. John responded by pulling out his own.

"Why are you doing this?"  I asked.

"To torture you, Sherlock. And by torturing y/n...I torture you."  He taunted.

"What are you doing to her?"  John asked before I could.

"Oh, nothing much.  She's just feeling an electric shock every now and then." 

Right after he said that, I could hear the shock. John and Moriarty could too.

"Hmm, no scream. I guess she's unconscious...or worse."  He said.

That was what tipped me over the edge. I ran right up to him and snapped the gun right out of his hands. I did it so suddenly that he never had the time to react. I aimed the gun directly at his head and glared at him. I could then hear sirens approaching and footsteps sounded as the made their way to us. I smirked at the consulting criminal as he was taken away.
I then dropped the gun and rushed to the door. John and I raced into the room and there was y/n. She was tied down to a table but was unconscious. I grabbed her wrist and started to undo her bonds but a shock went through and I felt it a little. John pulled me back and I watched as y/n got shocked.

"Sherlock, if we do this we're gonna have to be fast. I'll do her legs you do her arms.  Got it?"  He asked to which I nodded. "Alright now!" 

John ran towards her legs and I started undoing her wrists. It came undone and I rushed to the other one and soon it was off. I picked her up off the table and set her down on the ground, with her head resting in my lap. I brushed the hair out of her face and kissed her forehead.
We were about to leave when y/n started seizing. My eyes grew wide and as did John's. He placed a finger under her nose and checked her pulse.

"She's not breathing."  He said. "Is there an ambulance out there?"  He asked.

I nodded frantically. I picked y/n up into my arms bridal style, and we raced out of the building. I set her down on the stretcher and the immediately started to get her heart to start up again. She had stopped seizing which I guess was a good thing. Her heart was stopped and I was freaking out. The paramedics did everything they could to restart her heart but she didn't wake up. I turned away and started to cry.
Y/n was the love of my life and she was gone. It was my fault too. 

"Sherlock."  John said.

"I don't want to talk John."  I said.

"Sherlock!"  John said more urgently.

"What!"  I shouted turning around.

He was pointing to where y/n was laying. She had started seizing again but her heart was speeding up again. My eyes were wide and I smiled as I heard the beeping. She stopped seizing and her heart rate remained steady for a while.
They got her to the hospital and I sat by her bed that entire time, waiting for her to wake up. I had fallen asleep with my head resting on her bed when I heard rapid beeping. I looked up and at her heart monitor. It was speeding up fast and I was about to call the doctors and nurses when she shot up awake. She looked around as if she were terrified. Her eyes landed on me and she became relaxed.

"Sherlock?"  she asked.

"Yeah.  It's me. I'm here."  I said and walked towards her.

Tears spilled down her cheeks as I sat on the edge of the bed. I wiped them away and she smiled at me.

"Y/n I am so so sorry for the things that I said. I didn't want any of my enemies to find out about you but...well look what happened."  I said.

"Sherlock, I don't care about all of this. All that I want is your love, which I know I have." She said. "I love you, Sherlock Holmes."

"And I love you, y/n y/l/n."