Infinity of Your Love / Sherliam

7

Thursday,December 22nd

It was a rainy day, the clouds where painted with such dreadful colors, the whole of london was unsettlingly calm that day, sherlock woke up this morning not knowing what this tumorous day had in store for him

That day was the day they found the third and final victim

"This is different than any other murder so far"

It was a blood bath

The victim really did put up a fight,he was laying on the floor in a pool of his own blood, the room that had once had white walls was now all red

The victim had a pan in his hand and there is a paper peeking from under his head

"Maybe we should lift his head up his head and see what is on the peace of paper" Thomas suggested

" Go ahead "

As they lifted his head it revealed a blood soacked pice of paper on the paper where 3 words that made sherlocks his skin crawl

It is William .J.M

Sherlock stood there in shock, not knowing what to do, what to say or think

"William james moriarty..." Thomas whispered

The dark haired man didn't want to hear anything that was about to come from his so caled partner so he quickly left the room trying to peace togheter what had happened

In less than hour William was in polices custody, it all heppened so fast, they found a gun that was used for all of the murderes, the motive still unclear

"Im going to get you out of here, liam i promise" sherlock exclaimed

William all thought was behind bars, in a cold tiny room was still calm

"I expect nothing less, sherlock " he said and smiled

There was no point in comforting William since he was already calm, sherlock on the other hand should be comforted

"I know you didn't do it, there isin't a doubt in my mind"

"And I didn't, I really didn't "

Sherlock steped closer reaching out for liams hand

They sat there for some time, not saying anything, not acknowledging that one of them was in a jail cell

They where getting lost in eachothers eyes, enyojing this new found conection

They gradually got closer and closer until they're faces where only centimeters away

" I know you will find the real murder sherly, I belive you will" sherlock chould feel limas warm breath on his face

He chould feel himself turning a light shade of pink

He was about to put his hand on to Williams cheek, when suddenly the door behind them opened and in walked Thomas

Both of them pulled away but he still gave them a disgusted look

"Lets go sherlock " he said coldly

The dark haired man didn't break eye contact with the blond haired man for a moment not paying any mind to his so called partner

He left after a few minutes of silence

He didn't know how, but he knew he will get liam out of here

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Friday,December 22nd

"I know it isin't him!" Sherlock pasionetly exclaimed as he paced back and forth in Johns small room

"Well I mean if the victim wrote it down.."

"Shut up john im the detective here!"

"Okay okay sorry"

"He had an alibi, but the last victim had wrote his name, this makes no sence"

"Hm"

" Come on get up"

"What? Why!"

" we have an investegetion to run"

"But-"

Before john chould protest he was dragged out in to the still gloomy outside

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" But he was a kind young man, I don't think he whould ever do that"

"Thank you mrs."

"Nothing important so far "

"We have to keep diging we ju-" the dark haired man suddenly bumped in to somone, Charlotte

"Oh im so sorry" she apologized

"It's no big deal" he responded emotionlessly

John slaped his friends shoulder trying to pull him togheter

" Im a bit buissy at the moment, sorry" he said awkwardly trying to end this interaction as soon as possible

"Oh allrigh " she said as she looked down playing with her hands

Sherlock glanced at her hands, her sleeves wheren't covering her wrist wich where..completely emty

Not a single word, letter nuber..nothing

Had he mistaken, chould he have confused her for another woman

It's shock after a shock for sherlock

In a situation where je thought he was in control turns out he isin't.

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The investigation was unsugsessfull

He was sitting at his desk trying to leace something togheter feeling desperate

"Staring at that peace of paper wont do anything " a voice of an older man broke the dark haired man out of his train of thought

It was a senior officer

" sometimes you have to let it go, just because he is your friend doesn't prove anything"

"Yeah.."

" It was clear as day, somone who had a conection to the police force whould most definitely be the killer" the man said as he turned and walked away pointing out that sherlock was Williams conection

"Conection to the police force " sherlock kept repeating in his head when suddenly it clicked

" CONECTION TO THE POLICE FORCE"

He ran out of there, he was heading straight to johns house and then to colect the evidence. He was geting this case solved tonight, and liam out of that cold jail sell before christmas

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A/n

I feel like this is a bit rushed, and it's short 😭 Im Procrastinating writing the next chapter since I have to wrap up this murder case in it and I feel like it's a lot of work🌚

Also I just watched and listen to the mv for back from the dead by melanie martinez and I literally felt that song rushing trought my veins.

Also the last sentence makes it all seem as a random christmas miricle movie