I Think I Love You - Chapter 3He was in a bright clearing; the sun's rays were shining through the trees. Sherlock looked around and absorbed his surroundings. He was not alone. John approached him gracefully and placed a hand on Sherlock's.
"I'm sorry, Sherlock." He said, as he wrapped his arms around the detective.
Sherlock held him close, until John pulled away, and his steely gaze met Sherlock's pale eyes. John's eyes flashed and glowed the brightest white. He stepped back and placed a palm on a nearby mound, which rose up to form the body of Sarah.
"I'm sorry I ever met you, Sherlock." John spat, his eyes still glowing. He turned to Sarah, her eyes also lighting up. They turned to Sherlock.
"I hate you. I've always hated you, and I don't ever want to see you again." John leaped forward and began tearing at Sherlock, his flesh being ripped off, bit by bit. He was writhing and screaming, begging for it to be over.
Sherlock jolted awake, feeling horrified. He was sweating and shaking, and the
I Think I Love You - Chapter 2Sherlock's phone buzzed, and he reached to answer it from where he was curled up in a ball.
"I've got a nice juicy murder for you, Sherlock. Come down to the Yard." Lestrade said.
"Be there soon." Sherlock replied, and he hung up the phone.
He stood up and stretched. He was still wearing his dressing gown, so he dressed in his usual black suit attire, pulled on his signature coat, and tied his deep blue scarf around his neck. He was ready.
He strode into the Yard, and was met by Inspector Lestrade.
"Sherlock! We've got a body, gunshot to the chest, found in a creek in the countryside."
It sounded rather dull to Sherlock; just your average murder. It would probably take up barely any time at all.
"It was probably the man's wife, found out he was cheating, when she confronted him about it he lied to her face, she was sick of his rubbish so she shot him straight in the chest, and dumped the body in the countryside thinking that no one would find it. Stupid woman didn't realise th
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