Mycroft clutched his stomach while Greg his hand to keep some of his fingers.
Who knew Moriarty was a sharp shot.
John felt lightheaded, everything was hazy. But even he knew that Sherlock was in trouble. And because of that he gripped tighter onto the other male as he felt him being dragged off.
But a hedgehog isn't as strong as a snake.
And soon the grip on Sherlock went slack.
As did John, for once Sherlock was taken away his arms struck the ground with a limp heaviness.
Sherlock was pulled up, but he fought back. He struggled. He slacked. He even bit the hand holding his waist so tightly. But Moriarty did not relent.
Instead he pushed a needle into Sherlock's neck.
One that made his whole body shiver. One that made his eye feel heavy.
The last thing Sherlock heard was,
"I missed you".
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The Prince - Johnlock
FanfictionJohn is put in charge of guarding the prince. At first he thinks it will be just another spoiled brat who doesn't want to do anything. But he is very mistaken when he meets Sherlock Holmes for the first time. COMPLETED
